Llewelyn Moss: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her.
　　Carla Jean Moss: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn.
　　Llewelyn Moss: Well I'll tell her myself then.
　　卢埃林·摩斯：如果我再也回不来了，告诉妈妈我爱她。
　　卡拉·吉恩·摩斯：卢埃林，你妈妈已经死了。
　　卢埃林·摩斯：那我还是自己告诉她吧。
　　Anton Chigurh: What's the most you ever lost on a coin toss.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Sir?
　　Anton Chigurh: The most. You ever lost. On a coin toss.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: I don't know. I couldn't say.
　　[Chigurh flips a quarter from the change on the counter and covers it with his hand]
　　Anton Chigurh: Call it.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Call it?
　　Anton Chigurh: Yes.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: For what?
　　Anton Chigurh: Just call it.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Well, we need to know what we're calling it for here.
　　Anton Chigurh: You need to call it. I can't call it for you. It wouldn't be fair.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: I didn't put nothin' up.
　　Anton Chigurh: Yes, you did. You've been putting it up your whole life you just didn't know it. You know what date is on this coin?
　　Gas Station Proprietor: No.
　　Anton Chigurh: 1958. It's been traveling twenty-two years to get here. And now it's here. And it's either heads or tails. And you have to say. Call it.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Look, I need to know what I stand to win.
　　Anton Chigurh: Everything.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: How's that?
　　Anton Chigurh: You stand to win everything. Call it.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Alright. Heads then.
　　[Chigurh removes his hand, revealing the coin is indeed heads]
　　Anton Chigurh: Well done.
　　[the gas station proprietor nervously takes the quarter with the small pile of change he's apparently won while Chigurh starts out]
　　Anton Chigurh: Don't put it in your pocket, sir. Don't put it in your pocket. It's your lucky quarter.
　　Gas Station Proprietor: Where do you want me to put it?
　　Anton Chigurh: Anywhere not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a coin. Which it is.
　　[Chigurh leaves and the gas station proprietor stares at him as he walks out]
　　安东·齐格：通过投硬币决定的事情里，你觉得自己失去最多的是什么？
　　加油站经营者：你说什么？先生？
　　安东·齐格：失去最多的，投硬币的时候。
　　加油站经营者：我不知道，想不起来了。
　　（齐格从柜台找回的零钱里拿出一枚硬币，弹起落下后，他用手盖住了它）
　　安东·齐格：猜猜。
　　加油站经营者：猜？
　　安东·齐格：是的。
　　加油站经营者：为什么？
　　安东·齐格：你就猜吧。
　　加油站经营者：好吧，如果猜也可以，我得知道为了什么。
　　安东·齐格：你只管猜，我不能告诉你，否则不公平。
　　加油站经营者：我根本就不需要猜。
　　安东·齐格：不，你需要。你刚刚在这里赌上了你的一生，只是你还不知道而已。你知道这枚硬币的年份吗？
　　加油站经营者：不知道。
　　安东·齐格：1958年，所以它已经整整做了22年的旅行才抵达这里，现在，它在这里，有正面也有背面，所以你只管猜就对了。
　　加油站经营者：好吧，我想知道我能赢得什么。
　　安东·齐格：任何东西。
　　加油站经营者：怎么可能？
　　安东·齐格：你可以赢得任何东西，猜吧。
　　加油站经营者：好吧，我选正面。
　　（齐格移开了自己的手，发现硬币确实正面朝上）
　　安东·齐格：做得好。
　　（加油站经营者紧张地拿走了显然他认为自己已经赢下的那枚25美分硬币和一堆找头，这时齐格开了口）
　　安东·齐格：别把它放到你的口袋里，先生，别把它放到你的口袋里，那是你的幸运硬币。
　　加油站经营者：那你想让我把它放到哪儿？
　　安东·齐格：任何地方，只要不是口袋，因为在那里它会与其它硬币混在一起，成为一枚普通的硬币，它不应该得到这种待遇。
　　安东·齐格：其实它本来就是。
　　（齐格离开了，加油站经营者一直瞪着他走出去）
　　Wendell: You know, there might not have been no money.
　　Ed Tom Bell: That's possible.
　　Wendell: But you don't believe it.
　　Ed Tom Bell: No. Probably I don't.
　　Wendell: It's a mess, ain't it, sheriff?
　　Ed Tom Bell: If it ain't, it'll do till the mess gets here.
　　温德尔：你知道的，那里不可能没有钱。
　　爱德·汤姆·贝尔：完全有可能。
　　温德尔：但是你不相信我说的。
　　爱德·汤姆·贝尔：是的，可能我确实不相信。
　　温德尔：一片混乱，不是吗？长官？
　　爱德·汤姆·贝尔：即使不是，这里也迟早会变得一片混乱。
　　Wendell: You think this boy Moss got any notion of the sorts that're huntin' him?
　　Ed Tom Bell: I don't know, he ought to. He's seen the same things I've seen, and it's certainly made an impression on me.
　　温德尔：你认为这个叫摩斯的人，知道有人在追杀他？
　　爱德·汤姆·贝尔：我不知道，不过他应该知道，他能看到我看到的事情，这让我真的留下了非常深刻的印象。
　　Man who hires Wells: Just how dangerous is he?
　　Carson Wells: Compared to what? The bubonic plague?
　　雇用韦尔斯的男人：他到底有多危险？
　　卡森·韦尔斯：那得看跟什么比