Taxi

— You can't sing too loud. The limit's 50 here.
— Those signs? Aren't they for skateboards?

— Will they be mad?
— If a chick turns up 17 hours late, what do you do?
— I kill her.
— That answers your question.
— We brought flowers though. Pretty flowers!

— Come on... I've got a new record for you. A cab, by the port... Guess how fast.
— 85?
— At first, then he changed gears. 135 mph, pal!

— Can you save my life?
— In theory, no. It depends. What are the symptoms?
— I have a flight in 25 minutes. If I miss it, I'm dead. If I catch it, you'll be rich.
— Your luck's in. I'm not a doctor but I like emergencies.

— Not all cops are morons.
— I bet some are drunkards, crooks or idiots.

— At the end of the street, we'll turn... We'll turn left! Left, Mr. Kermadec! Fucking turn! Are you stupid? I don't fucking believe it! I've never met a moron like you! You can't tell right from left?
— You said it too late.
— I'll fax you next time! Left is fucking left! Turning a wheel is simple enough!
— To each his own...
— What does a cretin like you do? Circus clown? Zoo-keeper? Dole officer?
— All three.
— You should've said...
— I'll fax you next time?