Our current identification system is so disjointed that the World Trade Center terrorists had a total of 63 valid driver's licenses between them.
Randal Graves: The best part of this job is all the barely legal pussy that comes in here. And they all look up to me 'cause I've got a driver's license. It's awesome.
Max: Why didn't you just kill me and get another cab driver? Vincent: Cause you're good. We're in this together. Fates intertwined. Cosmic Coincidence.
Shannon: [to Driver] A lot of guys mess around with married women, but you're the only one I know who robs a joint just to pay back the husband. Crazy.
Irene: [as music blares from her apartment] Sorry about the noise. Driver: I was going to call the cops. Irene: I wish you would.
Kate McCallister: Heather, did you count heads? Heather McCallister: Eleven, including me. Five boys, six girls, four parents, two drivers, and a partridge in a pear tree.
Julien à 8 ans: [narrating] This game started with a pretty house. A pretty bus with no driver. A pretty box... and a pretty girl.
[last lines] Bob: Bye. Charlotte: Bye. Bob: Bye. [Bob leaves Charlotte and walks back to his waiting taxi] Bob: [to taxi driver] All right.
Betty Elms: [looking around to see her bags missing] My bags! Cab Driver at LAX: [from the curb, with Betty's bags] Where to? Betty Elms: [smiling] 1612 Havenhurst!
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 only man.
Travis Bickle: I realize now how much she's just like the others, cold and distant, and many people are like that, women for sure, they're like a union.
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.
Passenger: Have you ever seen what a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy? Now that you should see. What a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy that you should see?
Wizard: Hey Travis, this here's Doughboy. We call him that 'cause he'll do anything for a buck. Doughboy: Hi Travis. Got change of a nickel?
Travis Bickle: You're a young girl, you should be at home. You should be dressed up, going out with boys, going to school, you know, that kind of stuff.
I don't even drink! I can't stand the taste of alcohol. Every New Year's Eve I try one drink and every time it makes me feel sick. So I don't touch booze - I'm always the designated driver.
I wish I could get all the discourteous drivers on a ship and sail them away and make sure it's a really horrible, wavy journey and when they get to where they're going, keep them there.
American people are very patriotic, but there is no driver to get behind and support. I don't see why Formula One cannot be something America is a part of. I wouldn't say it's too European at all.
I don't know driving in another way which isn't risky. Each one has to improve himself. Each driver has its limit. My limit is a little bit further than other's.
I'm waiting for the piece of shit to crawl out from under his rock. If it is who she said it is, then I'll be there to kick the throne from beneath his filthy, lying, murdering backside.” - Nik Driver
I didn't want to give up my Illinois driver's license and was unaware that was a crime. It is, by the way, in the state of California. Lesson learned. I technically broke a law, so technically I deserve whatever I get.
