A serial killer pins his crimes on two college students who gave him a ride.

Jim Halsey: They'll catch you.
John Ryder: [Scoffs] Yeah... sure. So what?
Jim Halsey: What do you want?
John Ryder: I want you to stop me.
[Picking up the hitchhiker]
Jim Halsey: My mother told me to never do this.
Jim Halsey: Do I look like a killer to you?
Interrogation Sergeant: What's your name? Come on. What's your name? Do you have a name? Do you have a police record? Where are you from?
John Ryder: Disneyland.
John Ryder: Gas stations have cigarettes.
Jim Halsey: What about gas?
John Ryder: I don't need gas.
Jim Halsey: What do you want?
[John starts laughing]
Jim Halsey: What's so funny?
John Ryder: That's what the other guy said.
Jim Halsey: What other guy?
John Ryder: That guy back there, the one we just passed. The guy who picked me up before you did.
Jim Halsey: That was him in there?
John Ryder: Sure it was. He couldn't have walked very far.
Jim Halsey: Why's that?
John Ryder: Because I cut off his legs... and his arms... and his head... and I'm going to do the same to you.
John Ryder: [points to Grace] She's a good looking girl... how long have you been fucking her?
Jim Halsey: What?
John Ryder: It's a simple question.
Jim Halsey: [Jim see's John's wedding ring] How long have you been fucking your wife?
John Ryder: I'm not married.
Jim Halsey: Then what's with the ring?
John Ryder: Makes strangers think I'm trustworthy.
Jim Halsey: Are you?
John Ryder: No...
[John destroys Jim's cell phone]
[John wants Jim to say, "I want to die"]
Jim Halsey: I don't know if I can say that.
John Ryder: Sure you can. Repeat after me. I...
Jim Halsey: I...
John Ryder: Want... want...
Jim Halsey: Want...
John Ryder: To...
Jim Halsey: To...
John Ryder: Die... Die.
Jim Halsey: I don't want to die!
Nash: Why didn't he kill us?
Jim Halsey: Let's go...
Nash: WHY DIDN'T HE KILL US?
[pause]
Jim Halsey: Let's go.
Jim Halsey: Why are you doing this to me?
John Ryder: You're a smart kid... figure it out.
[Donner photographs Jim Halsey]
Trooper Donner: Well, these are real good. Your mama's gonna like those.
Jim Halsey: Come on, we'll stop in the next town we'll get some food, I'll talk to the cops and we'll be drinking beers with your friends by tonight, besides we got one hell of a story to tell.
Trooper Hancock: You spit on my wrist.
Jim Halsey: What?
Trooper Hancock: I said you spit on my wrist. Wipe it off.
[Jim watches John Ryder being interrogated]
Jim Halsey: [whispering] John Ryder.
Captain Esteridge: What'd you say?
Jim Halsey: His name is John Ryder.
Captain Esteridge: You're gonna get yourself killed. And if you don't, you're gonna be in a whole lotta trouble.
Jim Halsey: I'm sorry, sir. It's something I gotta do.
Captain Esteridge: No, you don't know what you're doin'.
Jim Halsey: Yeah, I do.
Jim Halsey: Look, I think you better get out now.
[Silence]
Jim Halsey: . The ride is over.
[Silence]
Jim Halsey: . Goodbye.
John Ryder: I'm going to sit here. And you're going to drive.
[John leaps into the police truck that Jim is driving]
John Ryder: Hi kid.
Proprietor: Well, what happened to you?
Jim Halsey: Nothing.
Proprietor: Nothing?
Jim Halsey: Nothing happened.
John Ryder: You wanna know what happens to an eyeball when it gets punctured? Do you got any idea how much blood jets out of a guy's neck when his throat's been slit?
[from trailer]
Jim Halsey: What do you want?
John Ryder: I want you to say four little words: I... Want... To... Die
John Ryder: I can't...
Grace Andrews: Jim, I just wanna go home.
[last lines, after Grace shoots John repeatedly in his bulletproof vest]
John Ryder: Feels good, doesn't it?
Grace Andrews: I don't feel anything.
[Grace shoots John in the head, and walks away]
Grace Andrews: Please! Stop!
John Ryder: I can't...
Trooper: Put that gun down. PUT THAT GUN DOWN, GOD DAMNIT!
Grace Andrews: I can't. Please! Don't take him, please! W'ere so sorry... PLEASE!
Trooper: Gun down NOW!
Grace Andrews: No!
John Ryder: You useless waste!
John Ryder: [after grabbing Jim in the Jail cell] You scream like a little bitch!
Grace Andrews: Yeah, you just wanna tell all my friends you saved my life.
[from trailer]
Jim Halsey: He's not gonna stop
Buford's Store Clerk: We got donkeys out back that we have been raising. I got kicked in the face by one of them, that's why I got this lazy eye. I tried milking a donkey, but you can't milk those donkeys man.
Trooper Hancock: You just threw your life down the toilet, girl.
Nash: When the truth comes down, I'll be just fine.
Buford's Store Clerk: [points John out to Jim] Hey, think this was the guy having the car trouble?
John Ryder: [to Jim] That was you?
Jim Halsey: Yeah man... sorry about that
John Ryder: Don't worry about it... I wouldn't pick me up either
Jim Halsey: Grace? Grace? Morning.
John Ryder: How do you like "Shitsville"?
Jim Halsey: [trying to get policemen to help untie Nash from between two large trucks] Why don't you do something?... FUCKING DO SOMETHING!
Young Trooper: I bet you had all sorts of fun when you tore that young man apart back there. But you see, here in the great state of New Mexico, we do support the death penalty.
[from trailer]
John Ryder: Strangers think I'm trustworthy
Jim Halsey: Aren't you?
John Ryder: ...no...
Lieutenant Esteridge: I don't give a rat's cock bag how you do it. You will pull them over.
[from trailer]
Grace Andrews: OHH MY GOD!... it's him
Grace Andrews: I'm excited for the girls to meet you
Jim Halsey: I can't wait to meet them. Your friends gonna like me?
Grace Andrews: They're gonna love you... LOOKOUT!
Grace Andrews: OHH My God!... Did you hit him?
Jim Halsey: What the fuck was that guy doing in the road?
Grace Andrews: Did you hit him?
Jim Halsey: I dont know! I don't know. Shit!
Jim Halsey: You ok?
Grace Andrews: Yeah. We almost killed him
Jim Halsey: I'm gonna go see if he's ok
Grace Andrews: What? Why?
Jim Halsey: Grace, we're in the middle of nowhere. We can't just leave that guy out there, we have to see if he's ok
Grace Andrews: That guy is just standing there, Jim. He's not even moving. What kind of freak just stands in the middle of the road and doesn't even flinch?
Jim Halsey: He's coming over here. I'm gonna go talk to him
Grace Andrews: No please! Let's just call someone for help ,ok? Let's go. I don't wanna pick up a stranger out here.
Jim Halsey: Allright. Allright
Grace Andrews: What's wrong?
Jim Halsey: engine's flooded
Grace Andrews: Cmon, he's coming up here
Jim Halsey: CMON! START!
Jim Halsey: I've never pulled a 360 before
Grace Andrews: Just keep your eyes on the road
Grace Andrews: Hello?
Jim Halsey: You still asleep?
Grace Andrews: No, I'm not...
Jim Halsey: Get Up! I'm outside
Grace Andrews: What time is it?
Jim Halsey: It's time to go. Hurry up! You're late... Hey
Grace Andrews: Sorry I'm late
Jim Halsey: It's OK
Grace Andrews: Good morning
Jim Halsey: morning... nice PJs
Grace Andrews: Lets go?
Jim Halsey: We're going!
Jim Halsey: I know that look; You gotta to pee
Grace Andrews: No I don't... Yeah OK, yeah I do
Jim Halsey: Babe, We just left
Grace Andrews: I know, I'm sorry
Jim Halsey: We havent even been 6 blocks
Grace Andrews: But I gotta go!
Jim Halsey: ...OK
Grace Andrews: I'll be fast
John Ryder: Living on the edge of a broken dream. Live to live another day.
[from trailer]
Jim Halsey: JUST STAY THERE!
Buford's Store Clerk: that little philly sure knows her processed food
Jim Halsey: yeah
[from trailer]
Grace Andrews: You should be out there looking for him right now! HE IS GONNA KILL MORE PEOPLE!
Grace Andrews: [after crashing their car trying to warn the family about John Ryder being in their car] How did he find us?
Jim Halsey: Maybe he wasn't looking for us... maybe it was just bad luck.
[Jim throws the 'lucky' penny he found earlier in the movie]
[from trailer]
Grace Andrews: It was pouring rain and he just needed a lift.
John Ryder: So, how long have you been fucking her?
Jim Halsey: Excuse me?
[last lines]
[after Grace shoots John repeatedly in his bulletproof vest]
John Ryder: Feels good, doesn't it?
Grace Andrews: I don't feel anything.
[Grace shoots John in the head, and walks away]
Jim Halsey: Yeah. Lets go eat.
John Ryder: Feels good, doesn't it?
Grace Andrews: I don't feel a thing.
Trooper Hancock: [talking about Jim] Don't you know who he is?
Nash: You got the wrong man, Lyle.
Trooper Hancock: Like hell we do!
Jim Halsey: [after entering the gas station] Doritos or Cheetos?
Grace Andrews: Cheetos!
Jim Halsey: Ding Dongs or Twinkies?
Grace Andrews: Ding Dongs!
Grace Andrews: [while getting felt up] You're making me horny.
John Ryder: [Surprising Grace] You're making me fucking horny, you cunt!
Grace Andrews: Fuck you!
[Hits Ryder with a lamp]
John Ryder: Bitch!
[from trailer]
Jim Halsey: I DONT WANT TO DIE!
Lieutenant Esteridge: [his last lines] Go fuck yourself!
[Ryder shoots him in the head]
Sergeant Starr: [to Donner] That kid ain't a killer. Any fool can see that.
Nash: Actually we're all from Mars around here, we keep our spaceship out back. So... what planet are you from?
Lieutenant Esteridge: Five Finger Fuck ME
Captain Esteridge: [Alone with Jim in police car] There is something strange going on between the two of you. I don't know what it is. I don't want to know.