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Neil McCauley (Character)
from Heat (1995)

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Heat (1995)
Neil McCauley: [to Eady in her studio, referring to Michael after the bank robbery] He knew the risks, he didn't have to be there. It rains... you get wet.

Vincent Hanna: What are you, a monk?
Neil McCauley: I have a woman.
Vincent Hanna: What do you tell her?
Neil McCauley: I tell her I'm a salesman.
Vincent Hanna: So then, if you spot me coming around that corner... you just gonna walk out on this woman? Not say good bye?
Neil McCauley: That's the discipline.
Vincent Hanna: That's pretty vacant, you know.
Neil McCauley: Yeah, it is what it is. It's that or we both better go do something else, pal.
Vincent Hanna: I don't know how to do anything else.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.
Vincent Hanna: I don't much want to either.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.

Neil McCauley: I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I know life is short, whatever time you get is luck. You want to walk? You walk right now. Or on your own... on your own you choose to come with me. And all I know is... all I know is there's no point in me going anywhere anymore if it's going to be alone... without you.

Neil McCauley: Take off your shirt.
Dr. Bob: What?
Neil McCauley: Take off your shirt.
Dr. Bob: My - my God - my daughter gave it to me for Father's Day...
Neil McCauley: I don't give a shit who gave it to you, take it off!

Neil McCauley: Chris. Hey - Chris. Listen to me. Nate's gonna pick you up. He's gonna take you to his place.
Chris Shiherlis: Where's Charlene?
Neil McCauley: We gotta get outta here. We're all over the six o'clock news. We gotta get outta here.
Chris Shiherlis: I'm not going with... out her.
Neil McCauley: Think about that. I will meet you at Nate's.
Chris Shiherlis: Where're you going?
Neil McCauley: I gotta find out if our out got spilled along with every other damn thing.
Chris Shiherlis: Who did it?
Neil McCauley: Who wasn't there? Trejo. - I'll see you at Nate's.

[McCauley, Shiherlis, and Cheritto enter the lobby of the Far East Bank from different entrances, disguised as customers. Shiherlis steps up to the desk. Cheritto coughs, signalling for him and McCauley to put on their ski masks. At the desk, Shiherlis suddenly spins around and attacks one security guard, and McCauley and Cheritto draw their guns, while Shiherlis ties up and disarms the guard he has tackled, then puts his mask on]
Neil McCauley: [draws his gun on another guard] Don't move! Don't fuckin' move! Put your hands in the air! Put your hands in the air! Put 'em up!
[the terrified guard puts his hands up]
Neil McCauley: Get on your knees! Get on your knees!
[McCauley binds the guard's hands behind his back and then pushes him to the ground. McCauley then gets up on the top of one of the desks]
Neil McCauley: We want to hurt no one! We're here for the bank's money, not your money. Your money is insured by the federal government, you're not gonna lose a dime! Think of your families, don't risk your life. Don't try and be a hero!

Vincent Hanna: You know, we are sitting here, you and I, like a couple of regular fellas. You do what you do, and I do what I gotta do. And now that we've been face to face, if I'm there and I gotta put you away, I won't like it. But I tell you, if it's between you and some poor bastard whose wife you're gonna turn into a widow, brother, you are going down.
Neil McCauley: There is a flip side to that coin. What if you do got me boxed in and I gotta put you down? Cause no matter what, you will not get in my way. We've been face to face, yeah. But I will not hesitate. Not for a second.

Chris Shiherlis: When are you gonna get some furniture?
Neil McCauley: When I get around to it.

Chris Shiherlis: When are you gonna get a lady?
Neil McCauley: When I get around to it.

Eady: You travel a lot?
Neil McCauley: Yeah.
Eady: Traveling makes you lonely?
Neil McCauley: I'm alone, I am not lonely.

Vincent Hanna: So you never wanted a regular type life?
Neil McCauley: What the fuck is that? Barbeques and ballgames?

Vincent Hanna: My life's a disaster zone. I got a stepdaughter so fucked up because her real father's this large-type asshole. I got a wife, we're passing each other on the down-slope of a marriage - my third - because I spend all my time chasing guys like you around the block. That's my life.
Neil McCauley: A guy told me one time, "Don't let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner." Now, if you're on me and you gotta move when I move, how do you expect to keep a... a marriage?

Neil McCauley: L.A.P.D. Gee, what, where the fuck did this heat come from?
Chris Shiherlis: Maybe it's the score they were onto, the place, not us. 'Cause it's been hit a couple of times, you know, or something?
Neil McCauley: Assume they got our phones, assume they got our houses, assume they got us, right here, right now as we sit, everything. Assume it all.

[from a deleted scene:]
Neil McCauley: And I am double the worst trouble you ever had.

[McCauley calls Van Zant on the phone]
Roger Van Zant: What are you doing?
Neil McCauley: What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty telephone.
Roger Van Zant: I don't understand.
Neil McCauley: 'Cause there is a dead man on the other end of this fuckin' line

Neil McCauley: I do what I do best, I take scores. You do what you do best, try to stop guys like me.

Vincent Hanna: Seven years in Folsom. In the hole for three. McNeil before that. McNeil as tough as they say?
Neil McCauley: You lookin' to become a penologist?
Vincent Hanna: You lookin' to go back? You know, I chased down some crews; guys just lookin' to fuck up, get busted back. That you?
Neil McCauley: You must've worked some dipshit crews.
Vincent Hanna: I worked all kinds.
Neil McCauley: You see me doin' thrill-seeker liquor store holdups with a "Born to Lose" tattoo on my chest?
Vincent Hanna: No, I do not.
Neil McCauley: Right. I am never goin' back.
Vincent Hanna: Then don't take down scores.

[last lines]
Neil McCauley: Told you I'm never going back...
Vincent Hanna: Yeah.

Neil McCauley: Gimme the key!
Bank Guy: What key?
[Neil socks bank guy in the face, who tumbles backwards, and extracts the necessary key; the bank guy struggles in pain]
Neil McCauley: Don't move! Sit there. Sit there! Let it bleed.

Neil McCauley: [has gun on a severely injured Waingro]
Neil McCauley: Look at me. *Look at me!*
Waingro: [doesn't want to and whimpers]
Neil McCauley: Look at me!
Waingro: [slowly pathetically looks upward]
Neil McCauley: [fires two shots into Waingro's chest]
Waingro: [makes some wild horrible gasping sound]
Neil McCauley: [aims upward and fires a third shot, this one into Waingro's head]

[the armored car is approaching the robbers]
Trejo: Here we go.
[McCauley starts to perform a three-point turn with the ambulance, to block the armored car. Shiherlis and Waingro start up their tow truck, and speed towards the stopped car. The driver looks up just as the truck broadsides the car, turning it over. The car skids across the parking lot of a rental car dealer, crushing several cars. As the dust settles, the men put on hockey masks and come out, guns drawn, and Chris starts hammering an explosive charge into the rear doors]
Armoured Guard: [into his radio] 211! 211! We're being held up!
[as the men stand guard, Shiherlis listens to the police scanner]
Police Scanner: 211, armored car...
[Shiherlis picks up his radio]
Chris Shiherlis: There's the call. Three minutes.
[He starts the clock and tosses it to McCauley]
Chris Shiherlis: Clear!
[He presses the detonator several times, setting off the explosive charge. The blast blows open the truck's back doors, and shatters a row of windows on all of the cars in the parking lot. He then pulls the guards out of the truck, and Waingro takes them hostage. Shiherlis goes into the truck and locates the sheets of bearer bonds. As they wait, Waingro keeps the guards frozen in place by holding a Star Megastar handgun on them, and McCauley checks the time, while Trejo deploys a spike strip across the street]
Neil McCauley: 80 seconds left!
Waingro: [to the guards] Get back. Get back!
[pistol-whips the first guard. Cheritto gives him a disapproving look]
Michael Cheritto: Hey slick, see that shit comin' outta their ears? They can't fucking hear you! Cool it!
[Shiherlis finds the last of the sheets he needs, and exits the armored car]
Chris Shiherlis: All right guys! Let's go!
[Waingro continues to train his gun on the guards]
Waingro: You had to fuck with me.
Waingro: You wanna fuck with me?
[shoots the first guard in the head. The second guard starts to reach for his ankle holster, and McCauley empties his gun into the guard's chest. Cheritto trains his gun on the third guard. With a nod from McCauley, Cheritto gives the guard a double tap to the chest. He then steps up and delivers a final shot to the head]

Neil McCauley: Our problem is take the bank or split right now, do not go home, do not pack, nothing. 30 secs flat from now we are gone on our separate ways, that's it...

Nate: What happened out there?
Neil McCauley: Don't ask...

Chris Shiherlis: Charlene's gonna leave me.
Neil McCauley: Why?
Chris Shiherlis: Not enough steaks in the freezer.

Neil McCauley: [about dreams] I have one where I'm drowning. And I gotta wake myself up and start breathing or I'll die in my sleep.
Vincent Hanna: You know what that's about?
Neil McCauley: Yeah. Having enough time.
Vincent Hanna: Enough time? To do what you wanna do?
Neil McCauley: That's right.
Vincent Hanna: You doin' it now?
Neil McCauley: No, not yet.

Waingro: [in diner] Anyone want some pie?
[no response, Chris sees something out the window]
Trejo: I gotta go use the john.
[gets up and Cheritto goes to sit where Trejo was at the end of the table]
Neil McCauley: [enters the diner. Trejo returns, Cheritto gets up, Trejo takes his place as Cheritto sits down next to Chris. Neil sits down next to Waingro, waiting for an explanation]
Waingro: I had to get it on. He was making a move. *I had to get it on.*
Neil McCauley: [takes Waingro by the head and smashes his face in the table. A country western trucker like guy with glasses a couple tables over looks over at the commotion]
Michael Cheritto: [shoots the guy a look and the guy returns to looking at his paper]
Neil McCauley: [grabs Waingro by the hair but lets go. Waingro groans/sighs in disgust] Split's in the car. Took it out of ours, evenly. To make up for his full end. Because I want to pay off and get rid of this motherfucker right now.
[Everyone gets up, Waingro angrily grabbing his jacket. Cherrito makes sure Waingro is ahead of him and everyone walks out of the diner]
Neil McCauley: [after walking past two pillars spins around and punches Waingro in the stomach. He grabs Waingro by the nose and drags him between a lot of cars]
Trejo: [opens up a car trunk lined with garbage bags]
Neil McCauley: [forces Waingro to the ground, kicks him, holds him down, and draws his pistol out]
Michael Cheritto: HOLD IT!
Neil McCauley: [looks up to see a police car coming down the street. He hides his gun and walks up a bit to see where the cop car is headed. It suddenly turns around and goes back down the highway]
Neil McCauley: [turns back to see that Waingro is gone]

Neil McCauley: Don't move. Don't fuckin' move. Put your hands in the air. Put your hands in the air. Put 'em up.

Neil McCauley: [talking privately in the back of the diner] I'm looking for a driver that can handle scanners and a radio right now today, you remember the drill?
Donald Breedan: Yeah man sure
Neil McCauley: You cool?
Donald Breedan: You know I'm cool
Neil McCauley: One answer right now, yes or no?
Donald Breedan: Yeah fuck it, you're on
Neil McCauley: Out back in five

Chris Shiherlis: [to Neil with the rest of their crew present, next to their van] How are we going fund the bank job?
Neil McCauley: I'll front that that's not a problem
Michael Cheritto: what the hell happens to Van Zant's seven fifty?
Neil McCauley: With the heat we got now you want to play world war two in the streets with Van Zant?
Michael Cheritto: No I want my seven fifty he gets a pass?
Neil McCauley: I got more motivation to whack Van Zant than either of you right now he is a fucking luxury
Michael Cheritto: I'll roll with you Neil whatever
Neil McCauley: No not on this one, on this one you're on your own
Michael Cheritto: You figure this is the best thing to do?
Neil McCauley: I got plans I'm going away after this for me the reward is worth the stretch but Elaine takes good care of you, you got plenty put away, T-Bonds real estate if I were you I would be smart, I'd cut loose of this

Neil McCauley: [after seeing her with another man a leave Motel room] Who was that guy?
Charlene Shiherlis: Nobody.
Neil McCauley: [Angrily] Who was that guy?
Charlene Shiherlis: [Nervously] Nobody.
Neil McCauley: Who is he?
Charlene Shiherlis: His a broker from Las Vegas
Neil McCauley: Chris is going to straighten it up with you.
Charlene Shiherlis: It's too late I'm sick of it.
Neil McCauley: [shouting] SHUT UP, here's the deal: You'll give Chris one last shot. If he fucks up, I'll finance setting you up any way you want. Dominick too; and my word counts, but you will give him the shot. Now clean up and go home.

Neil McCauley: [on Kelso's porch] What is it?
Kelso: [confined to a wheelchair] It's a bank, the depot's cash for distribution on Thursdays to the other branches to cover Friday's payroll checks so on Thursday's the command branch has got a full whack
Neil McCauley: On the prowl or strong?
Kelso: Strong through the front door
Neil McCauley: How many guys?
Kelso: Four or three plus a driver, you walk in you knock the guards over and you walk out,
Neil McCauley: You want a hundred advance plus ten percent cut for that? Sounds like an address to a "cowboy score" they hit the holdup alarms I've got to get out before the cops show, what that is that?
Kelso: They have three multiple alarm systems ,two teller codes and a cellular but the signals aren't going anywhere because the night before you cut in and trick out the alarm system's computer to turn itself and the video recorders off twenty minutes before you walk in the door
Neil McCauley: What about architectural and electrical engineering plans?
Kelso: I got all the schematics
Neil McCauley: What's the estimate?
Kelso: 12.1 To 12.2 million

Neil McCauley: [In a diner] you live in this neighborhood?
Eady: No, I live above Sunset Plaza, it's a little house I rent and it's a little rundown but has a beautiful view, what about you?
Neil McCauley: I live in Venice Boulevard, where's your family originally from?
Eady: We're Scots Irish, they immigrated to America in the late seventeen hundreds, where are you originally from?
Neil McCauley: Bay area.
Eady: Are your folks there?
Neil McCauley: My mother died a long time ago I don't know where my father is. I have a brother somewhere but sounds like you have a tight family I can tell. In L.A. the city of lights, in Fuji they have these iridescent algae that come out once a year in the water, it looks like L.A. at night.
Eady: You've been there?
Neil McCauley: No, I'm going there some day.

Eady: [Their first meeting in a restaurant] What are you reading?
Neil McCauley: A book about metals
Eady: What kind of work do you do?
Neil McCauley: Lady, why are you so interested in what I read or what I do?
Eady: I've seen you in the book store from time to time, I work there, if you don't want to talk to me that's ok, I'm sorry I bothered you
Neil McCauley: I didn't mean to be rude. I didn't recognize you. I work in metals I'm a salesman, you like working there?
Eady: Sure, I get a discount there's a whole section of books in my area.
Neil McCauley: What area is that?
Eady: Graphic design, the store's a day job until I got enough going.
Neil McCauley: Who do you do that for?
Eady: A restaurant, their menus and a small record label their CD covers, I've done two so far.
Neil McCauley: You go to school for that?
Eady: Yeah I went to Parsons
Neil McCauley: Where's that?
Eady: New York City
Neil McCauley: How long you've been here?

Neil McCauley: [in Neil's living room. referring to the jobs they pulled] with everything we've been doing?
Chris Shiherlis: Vegas and Super bowl cleaned me out
Neil McCauley: You got something else on the side?
Chris Shiherlis: Nothing regular.
Neil McCauley: Charlene got something else on the side?
Chris Shiherlis: No.
Neil McCauley: You sure?
Chris Shiherlis: Yeah I'm sure

Neil McCauley: [Over the phone] Hey it's me
Eady: Hey, I was wondering when you'd call
Neil McCauley: I've been busy, can I see you?
Eady: I was afraid that was just one night you know?
Neil McCauley: Not for me it wasn't
Eady: Yeah me neither
Neil McCauley: Can I come by?
Eady: Yeah

Neil McCauley: Did you have a good time?
Eady: No.
Neil McCauley: Why not?
Eady: I'm not good at meeting people.
Neil McCauley: You met me, take off with me for a while
Eady: Where are we going?
Neil McCauley: New Zealand.
Eady: When?
Neil McCauley: I have to separately but you'll meet me there.
Eady: What about my job?
Neil McCauley: You don't need money I got plenty, you could set up a studio and do work there
Eady: I don't know.
Neil McCauley: What's there to know?
Eady: Are you married?
Neil McCauley: What?
Eady: You come and go.
Neil McCauley: Last thing I am is married. I'm a needle starting at zero, and all of a sudden someone like you comes along.
Eady: You don't know me.
Neil McCauley: I know enough come with me.
Eady: What's wrong?
Neil McCauley: Nothing's wrong everything's right, will you go?
Eady: Yeah.
Neil McCauley: Good
[they kiss]

Trejo: [Over the phone] There's cops all over me like a cheap suit, I can't dump them
Neil McCauley: Did they see you spot them?
Trejo: No their doing parallels I can try dumping them again
Neil McCauley: How are we going to know you did? If you can't, don't draw them to us, get them out of here!

Neil McCauley: [after the bank robbery in his clinic] So, how is he?
Dr. Bob: [Treating Chris after having been shot] His got blood loss and shock, so I'll give him some morphine for the pain.
Neil McCauley: What's the bottom line?
Dr. Bob: It's mostly tissue damage which is good but his clavicle is fractured, can he rest for a while?
Neil McCauley: Six to seven hours.
Dr. Bob: That's it?
Neil McCauley: That's it.

Neil McCauley: [Found Trejo beaten and bloodied in Trejo's home] Who did this?
Trejo: They made me
Neil McCauley: Who?
Trejo: Waingro
Neil McCauley: Waingro, on his own?
Trejo: No, with the guy his working for, Van Zant.
Neil McCauley: Did you say anything about how we're getting out?
Trejo: I don't think so I don't remember
Neil McCauley: I'll call a medic
Trejo: Where's Anna?
Neil McCauley: She's dead
Trejo: I'm not going to make it, I don't feel anything my Anna's gone don't leave me like this
Neil McCauley: [Neil executes Trejo]

Nate: [Over the phone] Are you on a cellular or a hard line?
Neil McCauley: Cellular, It's a new one
Nate: Your guy lives in Hillside Terrace in Encino, 10725
Neil McCauley: 10725
Neil McCauley: What about Chris?
Nate: He's at my place
Neil McCauley: Next, Waingro
Nate: You got the time?
Neil McCauley: I'll make time, I'll need a new "out" laid out

Nate: [Hands Neil an envelope with new ID's] the plane is at the charter terminal, LAX hanger seventeen
Neil McCauley: Where's Chris?
Nate: His gone, his going on back for Charlene
Neil McCauley: Did you bring him here?
Nate: Yeah I did
Neil McCauley: What happened?
Nate: He just took off, it's a free country brother.

Nate: [Discussing the amount of money stolen from the armored car robbery] A million six forty cents on the dollar six hundred forty thousand to you and another fifty front money I'll get you the rest in three days
Neil McCauley: [Looking at a name on a vanilla envelop] Malibu Equity Investments
Nate: They run investment portfolio for offshore drug money
Neil McCauley: What'd we got?
Nate: We ripped off his bearer bonds
Neil McCauley: His got insurance.
Nate: That's the point, he collects a hundred percent from the insurance, he is a "player" and maybe buys his bonds back from us for sixty percent of their value make forty percent on top of the hundred percent but instead of selling it back to him we sell it out on the street that's an extra three hundred thousand to you.
Neil McCauley: Try it on.