Carla Jean Moss Quotes in No Country for Old Men (2007)

Carla Jean Moss: You don't have to do this.

Anton Chigurh: [smiles] People always say the same thing.

Carla Jean Moss: What do they say?

Anton Chigurh: They say, "You don't have to do this."

Carla Jean Moss: You don't.

Anton Chigurh: Okay.

[Chigurh flips a coin and covers it with his hand]

Anton Chigurh: This is the best I can do. Call it.

Carla Jean Moss: I knowed you was crazy when I saw you sitting there. I knowed exactly what was in store for me.

Anton Chigurh: Call it.

Carla Jean Moss: No. I ain't gonna call it.

Anton Chigurh: Call it.

Carla Jean Moss: The coin don't have no say. It's just you.

Anton Chigurh: Well, I got here the same way the coin did.

Llewelyn Moss: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her.

Carla Jean Moss: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn.

Llewelyn Moss: Well then I'll tell her myself.

Carla Jean Moss: Llewelyn?

Llewelyn Moss: Yeah?

Carla Jean Moss: What are you doing, baby?

Llewelyn Moss: I'm going out.

Carla Jean Moss: Going where?

Llewelyn Moss: There's something I forgot to do, but I'll be back.

Carla Jean Moss: And what are you going to do?

Llewelyn Moss: I'm fixin' to do something dumber than hell, but I'm going anyways.

Carla Jean Moss: I got a bad feeling, Llewelyn.

Llewelyn Moss: Well I got a good feeling, so that should even out.

Carla Jean Moss: Where'd you get the pistol?

Llewelyn Moss: At the gettin' place.

Carla Jean Moss: Did you buy that gun?

Llewelyn Moss: No. I found it.

Carla Jean Moss: Llewelyn!

Llewelyn Moss: What? Quit hollerin'.

Carla Jean Moss: What'd you give for that thing?

Llewelyn Moss: You don't need to know everything, Carla Jean.

Carla Jean Moss: I need to know that.

Llewelyn Moss: You keep runnin' that mouth I'm gonna' take you in the back and screw ya'.

Carla Jean Moss: Big talk.

Llewelyn Moss: Keep it up.

Carla Jean Moss: Fine. I don't wanna' know. I don't even wanna' know where you been all day.

Llewelyn Moss: That'll work.

Carla Jean Moss: Sheriff, was that a true story about Charlie Walser?

Ed Tom Bell: Who's Charlie Walser? Oh! Well... uh... a true story? I couldn't swear to every detail but it's certainly true that it is a story.

Carla Jean's Mother: And I always seen this is what it would come to. Three years ago I pre-visioned it.

Carla Jean Moss: It ain't even three years we been married.

Carla Jean's Mother: Three years ago I said them very words. No and Good.

Cabbie at Bus Station: Yes ma'am.

Carla Jean's Mother: Now here we are? Ninety degree heat. I got the cancer. And look at this. Not even a home to go to.

Cabbie at Bus Station: Yes ma'am.

Carla Jean's Mother: We're goin' to El Paso Texas. You know how many people I know in El Paso Texas?

Cabbie at Bus Station: No ma'am.

Carla Jean's Mother: [She holds up thumb and forefinger curled to make an O] That's how many. Ninety degree heat.

Carla Jean Moss: I ain't got the money. What little I had is long gone, and there's bills aplenty to pay yet. I buried my mother today. Can't pay for that neither.

Anton Chigurh: I wouldn't worry about it.

Carla Jean Moss: I need to sit down.

Carla Jean Moss: What's in the satchel?

Llewelyn Moss: It's full of money.

Carla Jean Moss: [sarcastically] Yeah, that'll be the day.

Carla Jean Moss: [the cab is stopped outside the depot. Carla Jean and her mother and the driver are at the trunk struggling over bags] I got it Mama.

Carla Jean's Mother: I didn't see my Prednisone.

Carla Jean Moss: I put it in, Mama.

Carla Jean's Mother: Well I didn't see it.

Carla Jean Moss: Well I put it in. That one. You just set there. I'll get tickets and a cart for the bags.

Well Dressed Mexican: [as Carla Jean goes to the station a man emerges from a car pulled up behind. He is a well-dressed Mexican of early middle age] Do you need help with the bags, madam?

Carla Jean's Mother: Well thank god there's one gentleman left in West Texas. Yes thank you. I am old and I am not well.

Well Dressed Mexican: Which bus are you taking?

Carla Jean's Mother: We're going to El Paso don't ask me why. Discombobulated by a no-account son-in-law. Thank you. You don't often see a Mexican in a suit.

Well Dressed Mexican: You go to El Paso? I know it. Where are you staying?