Cab Driver: Hey! $22.50! Mortimer Brewster: What? Cab Driver: $22.50! Mortimer Brewster: Oh, yes, looks good on you! Cab Driver: Yeah. Not the suit, the meter!
[last lines] Jack Walsh: [Jack hails cab. When it pulls over he knocks on passenger side front window and driver rolls it down] [Pointing at driver] Jack Walsh: You wouldn't have change for a thousand, would ya? Cab Driver: Whatta ya, a comedian? Get...
Cab Driver: Do not touch the young lady in my taxi.
Ishmael had the posture of a classic general; the intellect of a cab driver.
The Dude: Jesus, man, could you change the channel? Cab Driver: Fuck you man. If you don't like my fuckin' music get your own fuckin' cab! The Dude: I had a rough... Cab Driver: I pull over and kick your ass out! The Dude: Come on, man. I had a rough...
First cab driver: That'll be $2.90. Melville Crump: Okay, here's $3.00. Wait for us, okay? First cab driver: [sarcastically] Oh sure. Melville Crump: Wise guy.
[last lines] Mortimer Brewster: No, no. I'm not a Brewster. I'm the son of a sea-cook! Ha! Ha! Chaaaaarrrge! [he runs off across the cemetary] Cab Driver: And I'm not a cab driver, I'm a coffee pot!
Is that your final answer? Here in New York garbage men, bus drivers, taxi cab drivers, bus drivers, whoever, you know, people just yell it out to me. So that was a lot of fun.
Second cab driver: [they're chasing Capt. Culpeper] He's heading for the border. Let's stop and call the police station. Mrs. Marcus: You shut up! We're gonna get that money. Keep driving! Second cab driver: That woman is something else.
Third Cab Driver: They're up to something funny, you hear what I'm telling you? Now, did you see the blonde I brought? All covered with paint and her dressed ripped. Now what was that all about? Second cab driver: Yeah. And what about the picks and s...
You know, before I would think, my cab driver hates me. Now I think my limo driver hates me.
Sometimes I get frustrated in traffic. I typically start going deep with my cab driver and Twitter feed - simultaneously - to take my mind off the gridlock. I enjoy live-tweeting my cab rides.
Third Cab Driver: Can't you see I'm talking on the phone? Huh? Give me two minutes! Now listen to me, Sir, I... [Looks back at Melville] Melville Crump: Will you take us to Santa Rosita state park? Third Cab Driver: What's the matter, what happened t...
[in a taxi in Rome; Princess Ann is drugged] Joe Bradley: Where do you live? Princess Ann: [mumbles drunkenly] ... Colosseum... Joe Bradley: [to taxi driver] She lives in the Colosseum. Cab Driver: Is wrong address!
The one thing you shouldn't do is try to tell a cab driver how to get somewhere.
Some of the best navigators in the world are London taxi cab drivers. They have to learn 25,000 streets and how to get from one to the other.
I have a lot of road rage. Mostly with the rickshaw and cab drivers trying to cut me; it's the traffic. Grrrr!
It's not a special taste. An American composer should have something to say to a cab driver.
My father worked in the Post Office. A lot of double shifts. All his friends were in the same situation - truck drivers, taxi cab drivers, grocery clerks. Blue collar guys punching the clock and working long, hard hours. The thought that sustained th...
Ding Bell: Hey. It's that hokey dentist. Benjy Benjamin: Yeah. Ding Bell: Pass that cab. Second cab driver: What's the rush? Ding Bell: What do you mean rush? Benjy Benjamin: We ain't in any rush, we just wanna get there in a hurry.
As soon as a roast is announced, I get everybody - family, friends, waitresses, cab drivers - giving me jokes about the person getting roasted. I'm the mouthpiece for the masses.
