Wizard: You get a job. You become the job.
Travis Bickle: Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood.
Betsy: You know what you remind me of? Travis Bickle: What? Betsy: That song by Kris Kristofferson. Travis Bickle: Who's that? Betsy: A songwriter. 'He's a prophet... he's a prophet and a pusher, partly truth, partly fiction. A walking contradiction....
Travis Bickle: I would say he has quite a few problems. His energy seems to go in the wrong places. When I walked in and I saw you two sitting there, I could just tell by the way you were both relating that there was no connection whatsoever. And I f...
Travis Bickle: Hello Betsy. Hi, it's Travis. How ya doin'? Listen, uh, I'm, I'm sorry about the, the other night. I didn't know that was the way you felt about it. Well, I-I didn't know that was the way you felt. I-I-I would have taken ya somewhere e...
Travis Bickle: Loneliness has followed me my whole life. Everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man... June 8th. My life has taken another turn again. The days can go on with regularity over a...
Travis Bickle: [Walks up to Sport] Hey Sport. How ya doin'? Sport: Okay, okay my man, how... Where do I know you from, man? Travis Bickle: I don't know. How's everything in the pimp business, huh? Sport: Do I know you? Travis Bickle: No. Do I know yo...
Travis Bickle: The idea had been growing in my brain for some time: TRUE force. All the king's men cannot put it back together again.
Travis Bickle: Shit... I'm waiting for the sun to shine.
Betsy: Taking me to a place like this is about as exciting as saying to me "Let's fuck."
Personnel Officer: How's your driving record? Clean? Travis Bickle: It's clean, real clean. Like my conscience.
Travis Bickle: Twelve hours of work and I still can't sleep. Damn. Days go on and on. They don't end.
Sport: Well, take it or leave it. If you want to save yourself some money, don't fuck her. Cause you'll be back here every night for some more. Man, she's twelve and a half years old. You never had no pussy like that. You can do anything you want wit...
Sport: I once had a horse, on Coney Island. She got hit by a car.
Wizard: In the middle of the bridge she changes her pantyhose.
[first lines] [a telephone rings loudly] Personnel Officer: [to the dispatcher] Harry, answer that. [to Travis] Personnel Officer: So whaddya want to hack for, Bickle? Travis Bickle: I can't sleep nights. Personnel Officer: There's porno theaters for...
Iris: I don't like what I'm doing, Sport. Sport: Ah, baby, I don't want you to like what you're doing. If you like what you're doing, then you won't be my woman.
Street drummer: Now back to Gene Krupa's syncopated style
