Taxi driver Quotes in Against All Odds (1984)

[first lines]

Terry Brogan: Señor! Have you, uh, seen this woman?

Taxi driver: Oh - no, sir.

Terry Brogan: Gracias.

[a taxi just ran over Mason's dog; the driver is pointing at the blood on the cab's front end]

Taxi Driver: What about my taxi?

Jack Mason: Yo', man, fuck yo' taxi!

Taxi driver: That's $2.95, including the luggage.

Coogan: Tell me, how may stores are there named Bloomingdales in this town?

Taxi driver: One, why?

Coogan: We passed it twice.

Taxi driver: It's still $2.95, including the luggage.

Coogan: Yeah, well there's $3.00, including the tip.

Taxi Driver: Where to?

Svetlana: Anywhere.

Taxi Driver: ...understood.

David Pollock: Follow that car!

Taxi Driver: All my life I have waited for somebody to say that!

Jana: [Molly arrives at the whore house] These are the goodies. He says his name is Sally

Molly: Molly.

Jana: [the prostitues laugh] Sally, Molly, if you got a bell, honey, we'll find a way to ring it.

Molly: I didn't travel six hundred miles for the amusement of morons. Is that clear, ladies?

Taxi driver: Now just a darn minute there.

Molly: You just keep throwing your feathers, mister, before I put you in the hospital.

Taxi driver: Yes, sir.

Diane Darcy: [she sees the taxi driver laughing, when really at something other strange he heard about her car and Herbie on the radio, but thinking that it's over the fact that they are missing] Do you think this is something to laugh about?

Taxi driver: [while still chuckling] Forgive me, madamoiselle, I laugh at the radio. Two cars take a ride on the Bateau Mouche. Would you believe such a thing?

Mark Landry: Hiya Becky! Hey you dropped your purse. Sorry I'm late.

Becky Franklin: Who do you think you are?

Mark Landry: Steve McQueen? Hey, look i'm sorry but after what happened last night your lucky i'm here at all. You'll never believe...

Becky Franklin: Lucky? Do you know how long I've been waiting?

Mark Landry: Sorry!

Becky Franklin: If I miss that audition, I'll wring your neck.

Mark Landry: Hey...

Becky Franklin: Taxi!

Mark Landry: Ah... Becky, wait! You'll never make it that way!

Taxi Driver: Where to?

Becky Franklin: Central broadcasting studio downtown.

Taxi Driver: I hope your not in any hurry, lady.

Mark Landry: Becky, are you crazy? It's bumper to bumper downtown. C'mon. Give me one more chance?

Becky Franklin: Guess I don't have much choice.

Mark Landry: You don't if you want to get there on time. Hang on!

Becky Franklin: Woah!

Mark Landry: Hey knock it off, you're making me nervous!

Becky Franklin: I'm making you nervous?

Mark Landry: Why don't I come to this dance audition with ya? To give ya moral support?

Becky Franklin: I think I can handle it!

Taxi Driver: Right there's the town hall. Right over there's the old fire station. Played a lot of checkers over there, sure did. All this land's gonna be covered with water - best thing ever happened to this town.

[a truck in front of the cab is carrying a small church building on a flatbed trailer]

Taxi Driver: We might have to wait a minute for the church to get out the way.

Taxi Driver: Now who they gon' get to clean up all that doo-doo?

[first lines]

Taxi Driver: [as Larry walks into the street] Hey, watch it!

Taxi Driver: Hey, Einstein, it's a red light.

Albert Einstein: Hey, I'm walking here!

Coreen Bradford: [Paying the taxi driver] Here's a ten. Keep the change.

Taxi Driver: [Looking a bit disgusted] But lady, the fare is $9.80.

Coreen Bradford: [Looking nonchalant] Don't mention it!

Harry: Let me tell you something: times are bad. Don't you believe what they're saying in the papers about a recession. We're in a depression.

Taxi Driver: You better believe it.

Taxi Driver: Welcome to New York! Go and fuck a dick!

Taxi Driver: Hey asshole! Want to get your shit out of my cab?

Taxi Driver: Puts you in mind of the days of the old demon barber of Fleet Street, don't it?

Alex: Sorry?

Taxi Driver: The murders.

David: What murders?

Taxi Driver: Haven't you heard? Last night... six of 'em. All in different parts of the city, all mutilated. He must be a real right maniac, this fella.

Emma: Taxi!

[gets in car]

Emma: Take me to Adam's house!

Taxi Driver: Okay, ma'am, where's that?

Emma: Where Adam lives!

[the Taxi Driver takes Jonah to the Empire State Building]

Taxi Driver: There it is. What are you gonna do when you get up there? Spit off the top?

Jonah Baldwin: No, I'm gonna meet my new mother.

Taxi Driver: Taxi!

Mata Bond: Tally-ho!

Miller: I'll bet you five bucks that I fuck your sister before you fuck my sister.

Casey: I bet you five bucks that I fuck my sister before you fuck my sister.

Miller: I'll give you five bucks if you fuck your sister.

Taxi Driver: OK, can we cool it with the sister fucking?

Buddusky: [to the taxi driver, as they all get into a cab] How they treatin' you, partner?

Taxi Driver: Fine, sailor. Where to?

Buddusky: Oh, just down the road...

Buddusky: [after a pause] Well, hell, let me tell you what we really want. You look honest. I think I can trust you. We're, uh... we're in transit, the three of us, see? And, uh, well, we could really use the services of a decent whorehouse, know what I mean? One that don't hate G.I.s?

Buddusky: [as the taxi driver remains silent] Sizable tip in it for ya'...

Taxi Driver: Save the tip. I get it at the other end.

Buddusky: Hey, thanks a lot!

Taxi Driver: What if she never came back?

Ian Wyndham: What sort of a question is that?

Taxi Driver: Well, go on, picture it. You wave goodbye at the airport, she gets on the airplane, you never see her again... could you live with that?

Ian Wyndham: No... No, I couldn't.

Taxi Driver: Well, then you know what to do. Appreciate her and what you have. Just love her.

Taxi driver: That'll be 35 cents please.

Miss Dorothy Brown: A pen, please.

Taxi driver: A pen? What for?

Miss Dorothy Brown: To write a check.

Taxi driver: A check? 35 cents I said, not 35 dollars. Who writes a check for 35 cents?

Miss Dorothy Brown: Oh, I do.

Taxi Driver: You know, for what I learned on that trip, my psychiatrist will charge me at least twenty-five bucks.

Taxi Driver: And I said to him, you ain't gonna give me a ticket, you big flat foot and you know it, I said. I said, I gotta right to turn there and you know it, I said. I said, I ain't got all night to be sittin' here gassin', so polish your buttons and leave me be on my way, you fat palooka, I said.

Taxi Driver: Damn! Who the hell is trying to kill you?

Sergeant Clifton Sleigh: I don't know!

Taxi Driver: [Scene cuts briefly to car chase] Maybe they're trying to kill me. Who would want to kill me? No, no, no it couldn't be my wife, she doesn't drive.

Sergeant Clifton Sleigh: Well, whoever it is you gotta try an' lose 'em.

Taxi Driver: When somebody's shooting at you, you gotta do better than trying.

Alonzo Hawk: [Hawk is in Rome; sees the Coliseum] What a location.

Taxi Driver: Ah, si, the mighty Coliseum. The Glory of Rome. Doesn't it stir your imagination?

Alonzo Hawk: You bet it does, baby. Do you realize what a shopping center we can put up there? Plenty of parking, too.

[a disturbed look then comes to the taxi driver's face, after hearing this remark]

Willoughby Whitfield: [as he paid the taxi driver] Here.

Taxi Driver: Thanks pal.

Willoughby Whitfield: Ah, isn't it breathtaking?

Taxi Driver: Its a mess all right. That guy, Hawk, oughta be hung.

Willoughby Whitfield: What?

[the taxi driver drove away, as Willoughby asked him, what]

Marie Jouvet: Ah, you've just passed the hotel.

Taxi Driver: Yes, ma'am.

Marie Jouvet: But that's where I wanted to go.

Taxi Driver: You see that car following us?

Marie Jouvet: Oh, what about it?

Taxi Driver: Well, the two men in that car suggested I drop you off at another address.

Marie Jouvet: What are you talking about?

Taxi Driver: Actually it was more like a threat than a suggestion.

Marie Jouvet: They threatened you?

Taxi Driver: Well, one of them showed me his brand new gun.

Marie Jouvet: But who are they?

Taxi Driver: Look, I know you'll think I'm not on the ball, but I neglected to get their names.

Marie Jouvet: You realise this is kidnapping?

Taxi Driver: Yeah. Well, I have to be honest with you. I couldn't come up with an alternative.

Marie Jouvet: You can go to prison for life for kidnapping.

Taxi Driver: Lady, the gun he showed me was a .38 Magnum.

Marie Jouvet: I don't know anything about guns.

Taxi Driver: Well, that gun makes enormous holes in things. I had a choice of kidnapping you, and getting shot with that gun. And to be perfectly frank, I would look terrible and feel worse with an enormous hole in me.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: [holding the letter he received from Dreyfus, then walks over to a taxi driver to convey himself to the airport] To the airport my good man, and drive like the wind.

Taxi Driver: Right sir.

Insp. Jacques Clouseau, Taxi Driver: [Clouseau runs to the opposite taxi; the taxi driver gets in his taxi and drives off. Clouseau is shown sitting in the opposite taxi]

Insp. Jacques Clouseau: I knew that, I knew that.

Taxi Driver: My parents stay here too. They ain't never gonna die. It's the air conditioning. It's like they're in cold storage.

Taxi driver: Thirty cents.

[after getting a $10 bill]

Taxi driver: I can't break a ten, mister.

Spats Baxter: Don't break it - enjoy it.

Taxi Driver: Follow that car?

Nora Charles: Movie fan.

Danny: [chasing after Anna in a taxi, wearing his pig costume] I would marry you tomorrow! I would have children with you, dozens and dozens of children!

Taxi Driver: Let's hope they look like the mother.

Taxi Driver: You talk funny!

Bob Maloogaloogaloogaloogalooga: You talk funny too! Where are you from?

Taxi Driver: Transylvania!

Bob Maloogaloogaloogaloogalooga: That's where Pittsburgh is.

Taxi Driver: These dogs will cost you an extra two dollars a head.

Bob Maloogaloogaloogaloogalooga: How much for rest of their bodies?

Bob Maloogaloogaloogaloogalooga: Here's money! You keep dogs for Bob, okay?

Taxi Driver: Sure, but with money like this, I'll keep them till the cows come home.

Bob Maloogaloogaloogaloogalooga: From where?

Taxi Driver: Where to?

Tom Milford: I don't know.

Taxi Driver: Do you wanna go home?

Tom Milford: I am home.

Taxi Driver: What do you want me to do ? Drive you up the steps?

[last lines]

Taxi driver: So what are we doin'?

Michael Clayton: Give me fifty dollars worth. Just drive.

Taxi Driver: If you can use me again sometime, call this number.

Philip Marlowe: Day and night?

Taxi Driver: Uh, night's better. I work during the day.

Taxi Driver: Nine pounds twenty, please.

Moony: You what, mate? I got passed by five black cabs today.

Taxi Driver: Well it ain't my fault.

Moony: Just cause I'm black. Ain't it ironic, though? Black cabs don't take black man.

Taxi Driver: So what's your point?

Moony: My point is that it becomes a vicious circle.

Taxi Driver: What does that mean?

Moony: It means...

[runs away]

[last lines]

Betty Warren: [in Betty's last editorial] Not all who wander are aimless. Especially not those who seek truth beyond tradition, beyond definition, beyond the image.

Taxi Driver: Get the hell out of the way.

Betty Warren: I'll never forget you.

Agnes 'Apple' Bailey: I'm okay. I'm not scared. I'm okay. I can do this. I'm not scared.

June Bailey: You owe me!

Taxi driver: Back off the cab, lady! Get away!

June Bailey: You aren't going nowhere. Honey, mommy loves you. You'll be back! You hear me? You need me!

[last lines]

Taxi Driver: Where to?

Miral: Airport.

[first lines]

Taxi Driver: Morning!

Stephen Reinhart: Morning. Taxi?

Schultz: Hey bud, you sure you're going the shortest way?

Taxi Driver: Nope.

Schultz: Why not?

Taxi Driver: Cus I gotta stay on the road.

Taxi driver: Look, what about this 2,85? I gotta get going, I've been here twenty minutes already.

Olga Chekaloff: You've been here twenty minutes? I've been here eleven years. I stopped yelling for my money ten years ago.

Taxi Driver: Taxi Cab? Two dollars flat to Hoboken.

Eddie Kerns: Where do you get that Hoboken stuff?

Taxi Driver: Oh, no offense, buddy. I just pegged you wrong. A dollar and a half to Brooklyn.

Eddie Kerns: We don't come from Brooklyn either!

Taxi Driver: [Cabbie is told to pull over] Hey, what's the idea? You can't hire a hack to go half a block!

Dr. Lawrence Bradford: [Deftly] My man, you are mistaken. I've done it.

[He gives the cabbie a large bill]

Dr. Lawrence Bradford: Forget the change.

[the cabbie is evidently satisfied and drives off]

Rajesh Pundalik Atmaram Naik: Bitch!

Taxi Driver: Mujhe bhi beach dhekna hai

Taxi Driver: Say, listen, Mister. I'm tired. Will you please pay me off and let me go?

Godfrey D. Scott: No-no-no-no. I like you. There's something refreshing about you. You're a little gasolini, but, refreshing.

Nurse Adams, aka Miss Pinkerton: Here's a dollar, keep the change.

Taxi Driver: There is no change.

Nurse Adams, aka Miss Pinkerton: Then we're even.

Philadelphia Police Officer: [as the wind blows] Chilly isn't it today, Sal?

Taxi Driver: Maybe a little.

Taxi Driver: Used to be okay down here, you know that? Used to be you could walk down here any time. Go out on a Saturday night with just brass knuckles, nothing else. Maybe a piece of wood or something, piece of pipe, you know what I mean? Nowadays, you need a gun, all the time. Fucking bunch of shit what these people are doing to the fucking world.

Taxi Driver: [talking to A] Know something? Greece is dying... We're dying as a people. We've come full circle. I don't know for how many thousands years, among broken stones and statues... and now we're dying. But if Greece is to die, she'd better do it quickly, because the agony lasts too long, and makes too much noise.

John Murdoch: Hey, do you know the way to Shell Beach?

Taxi Driver: You're kidding! Me and the Mrs. spent our honeymoon there. All you gotta do is take Main Street West to... or is it the Cross... You know, that's funny, I can't remember if it's Main Street West or the Crosstown.

Taxi Driver: Don't worry, you'll still catch your plane, you got...

Lisa Reisert: 10 minutes!