Anywhere not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a...

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]