Cab Driver

That's it! Get out! What do you mean, get out? Get out of the cab! What? I'm not getting out of this cab. No! No! You cannot throw me out!

Yeah, I'm very sorry. You give me a few minutes. I have to stop for gasoline. - Gasoline? Can't you get it after you drop me off? - No. Impossible. It is on empty. See.

Yeah, a lot of people read to relax. Not me. You know what I do?

The jumble. Hey, do you make a book of jumbles?

I'm gonna have to be honest with you. I'm going deaf. Going deaf? What?

Hey, what about a hearing aid? Am I fearing AIDS? Oh, yeah, sure. Who isn't? But, you know, you gotta live your life.

749 Bleeker. The party's Hanks. Tom Hanks. Tom Hanks? After me, you're picking up Tom Hanks? I love him.

So I guess your hearing goes in and out, huh?

I think you made that whole thing up. Yeah, yeah. I know your type. You're too good to make conversation with someone like me.

And Mr. Tom Hanks... May I say he, too, would be disgusted by your behavior.

Oh, sorry. You'll have to forgive me. I can't hear a damn thing. Went to a rock concert last night at the Garden.

It's a heavy metal group, Metalli-something. Ca. What? Ca.

Some woman's idea of a joke.

You should go to prison, eat prison food the rest of your life. Get out. Get out, each of you. Each and every one of you, get out of my cab!