Driving Instructor Quotes in Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan (2006)

Borat: Who is this car that follow us? I wish it didn't follow us anymore.

Driving Instructor: Oh, I don't know.

Borat: Maybe we lose them.

Driving Instructor: No, we better not lose them.

Borat: [yelling at the passing car] Hey, don't look at me. Eat my tits!

Driving Instructor: All right. We'll make a right turn up here.

Borat: Don't look at me like that! I will eat your shit.

Driving Instructor: Hey, don't do that.

Borat: You fuck my mother.

Driving Instructor: Hey, hey. You can't do that.

Borat: No, he do before. He look on me.

Driving Instructor: You can't do that, okay? They're gonna throw us in jail, me with you. You can't...

Borat: Why in jail? He look on me- la-la-la behind.

Driving Instructor: You can't say that.

Borat: I like you, do you like me?

Driving Instructor: Of course I like you.

Borat: You are my friend?

Driving Instructor: You're a nice young man and, yes, I am your friend.

Borat: You will be my boyfriend?

Driving Instructor: No, I won't be your boyfriend.

Borat: Why not?

Driving Instructor: Okay, yeah, I guess I can be your boyfriend.

Borat: [while driving] Look, there is a woman in a car! Can we follow her and maybe make a sexy time with her?

Driving Instructor: No, no, no, no, no, no!

Borat: A-why not?

Driving Instructor: Because a woman has the right to choose who she has sex with.

Borat: [stunned] WHAT...? You joke?

Driving Instructor: It must be consensual. How 'bout that?

Borat: Ahahahahaha!

Driving Instructor: That's good, huh?

Borat: [stops laughing] Is not good for me.

Driving Instructor: Hello. I'm Mr. Walker, your driving instructor. Fasten your seat belt, check your mirrors, let's begin.

[Ashtray driving]

Driving Instructor: Make a right, right here.

[a few moments later... ]

Driving Instructor: Make another left right here.

[a few moments later, in front of bank]

Driving Instructor: Park right here.

[Ashtray stops]

Driving Instructor: Wait here.

[Ashtray waits, gunshots heard in bank, alarm sounding, Mr. Walker runs back to car, points gun at Ashtray]

Driving Instructor: Drive, motherfucker! Drive!

[car takes off]

Truck Driver: [shouts] Ya dumb broad!

Driving instructor: All right, Stephanie, gently extend your arm. Extend your middle finger. Very good. Well done.

Driving instructor: It's okay. Normally you would not be going sixty-five down the wrong way of a one-way street.

[a large semi truck appears speeding out of a tunnel towards the car. Stephanie screams, even Frank is terrified, but the unflappable driving instructor continues to remain perfectly calm]

Driving instructor: [continues to talk in a calm, casual tone] Apply the brake.

[Stephanie slams her foot on the brake]

Driving instructor: Now, put it in reverse...

[Stephanie slams her foot on the gas pedal speeding in reverse away from the truck now only inches from the car. The driving instructor continues to remain perfectly calm]