Chigurh: What's the most you've ever lost on a coin toss?
Proprietor: Sir?
Chigurh: The most. You ever lost. On a coin toss.
Proprietor: I don't know. I couldn't say.
[Chigurh tosses a quarter in the air, catches it, then places it on the counter with his hand over it]
Chigurh: Call it.
Proprietor: Call it?
Chigurh: [sighs] Yes.
Proprietor: Well - we need to know what we're callin' for here.
Chigurh: You need to call it. I can't call it for you. It wouldn't be fair.
Proprietor: I didn't put nothin' up.
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?
Proprietor: No.
Chigurh: Nineteen fifty-eight. 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.
Proprietor: Well look... I need to know what I stand to win.
Chigurh: Everything.
Proprietor: ...How's that?
Chigurh: You stand to win everything. Call it.
Proprietor: All right. Heads then.
[Chigurh removes his hand, revealing the proprietor made the correct call]
Chigurh: [suddenly] Well done! [pause] Don't put it in your pocket, sir.... Don't put it in your pocket, it's your lucky quarter.
Proprietor: Well where do you want me to put it?
Chigurh: Anywhere, not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a coin... Which it is.




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