Taxi Quotes
A mouthy and feisty taxicab driver has hot tips for a green and inept cop set on solving a string of New York City bank robberies committed by a quartet of female Brazilian bank robbers.
Vanessa: Gimmie the cash! No more games!
Washburn: Girl first!
Belle: [to Vanessa] No, girl first!
Vanessa: No! We'll switch at the same time!
Washburn: On three. One...
Belle: [to Vanessa] One...
Washburn: Two...
Belle: [to Vanessa] Two...
Belle: THREE!
[Washburn pulls Lt. Robbins in the cab]
Washburn: Brake!
[Belle hits the brakes]
Washburn: Girl first!
Belle: [to Vanessa] No, girl first!
Vanessa: No! We'll switch at the same time!
Washburn: On three. One...
Belle: [to Vanessa] One...
Washburn: Two...
Belle: [to Vanessa] Two...
Belle: THREE!
[Washburn pulls Lt. Robbins in the cab]
Washburn: Brake!
[Belle hits the brakes]
Washburn's Mom: Andy is not a really a strong driver. See, he had a really bad experience when he had his first driving lesson. So...
Washburn: Driving lesson? You call that a driving lesson?
Washburn's Mom: Yes!
Washburn: Dad let go of the wheel and said "You better steer or you're gonna kill the whole family".
Washburn's Mom: Yeah! It's good for you.
Washburn: We where going 90, I was six!
Washburn's Mom: That's right! And that's the way he taught you to swim!
Washburn: I can't swim either!
Washburn: Driving lesson? You call that a driving lesson?
Washburn's Mom: Yes!
Washburn: Dad let go of the wheel and said "You better steer or you're gonna kill the whole family".
Washburn's Mom: Yeah! It's good for you.
Washburn: We where going 90, I was six!
Washburn's Mom: That's right! And that's the way he taught you to swim!
Washburn: I can't swim either!
Washburn: [pulls out his badge] See this? This is a badge! It means your not allowed to *scream* at me!
Belle: [takes the badge] Ah Ah Ah.
Washburn: [tries to get badge back] Come on now. Give it back.
[goes to grab badge and ends up flipping over, then stands up with a gun pulled out]
Washburn: Hand it over cabbie!
Belle: Whoa, man! Be cool!
Washburn: Be cool? I had to flip and pull this out of my ankle holster! Now gimme that and shush!
[goes to grab badge, he doesn't get it and Belle gets the gun too]
Washburn: Ah!
Belle: Ha. Yeah! How do you like me to point it at you!
Belle: [takes the badge] Ah Ah Ah.
Washburn: [tries to get badge back] Come on now. Give it back.
[goes to grab badge and ends up flipping over, then stands up with a gun pulled out]
Washburn: Hand it over cabbie!
Belle: Whoa, man! Be cool!
Washburn: Be cool? I had to flip and pull this out of my ankle holster! Now gimme that and shush!
[goes to grab badge, he doesn't get it and Belle gets the gun too]
Washburn: Ah!
Belle: Ha. Yeah! How do you like me to point it at you!
Washburn: [after stopping in the alley during first car chase] Hey! Why'd you stop for?
Belle: [referring to the gun] Hey man watch that thing! It's a dead end, they ain't going nowhere.
Washburn: [loads his gun] Okay! Time to get my burn on!
Belle: You talking to me or your gun? You better not be talking to me. I *know* you ain't talking to me.
Belle: [referring to the gun] Hey man watch that thing! It's a dead end, they ain't going nowhere.
Washburn: [loads his gun] Okay! Time to get my burn on!
Belle: You talking to me or your gun? You better not be talking to me. I *know* you ain't talking to me.
Lt. Marta Robbins: You're fired. You're not on suspension. You're not on temporary leave. You're fired! Ms. Williams, I'm giving your license back with a warning. If I catch you driving that thing in this city again, it is mine. Andy, as a friend, I'm sorry.
Washburn: But, Lieutenant...
Lt. Marta Robbins: Andy, please! You left me no choice. Now give me your badge.
[Washburn hands over his badge scorched by Belle's boyfriend, Jesse]
Lt. Marta Robbins: What?
[exhales, then walks away]
Belle: Hey... wanna share a cab?
Washburn: [sadly] Yeah.
Washburn: But, Lieutenant...
Lt. Marta Robbins: Andy, please! You left me no choice. Now give me your badge.
[Washburn hands over his badge scorched by Belle's boyfriend, Jesse]
Lt. Marta Robbins: What?
[exhales, then walks away]
Belle: Hey... wanna share a cab?
Washburn: [sadly] Yeah.
Washburn: So here's the plan, you fake like you're gonna go left, then you go left. Then we catch the bad guys and I'll lay a little sepressifed down from my pisolita
[car hits a bump sending the gun into the backseat, Belle looks at him with disgust]
Washburn: Drive! Drive! Don't look at me! Look at the road!
[car hits a bump sending the gun into the backseat, Belle looks at him with disgust]
Washburn: Drive! Drive! Don't look at me! Look at the road!
Washburn: Men are like cats, ya know? Sure, we'll play with a ball of yarn, unless you want us to play with the ball of yarn. Trick is, hide the ball of yarn.
[laughs]
Washburn: But don't hide it where you can't find it, ya know? Like, 'Hey, what's the ball of yarn doing in the fridge?' Whatever. Ya know what I'm saying?
[laughs]
Washburn: But don't hide it where you can't find it, ya know? Like, 'Hey, what's the ball of yarn doing in the fridge?' Whatever. Ya know what I'm saying?
Lt. Marta Robbins: Three cars you totalled! Cop or no cop, that is eleven points off your license. It's gone!
Washburn: Don't take away my license!
Lt. Marta Robbins: It's gone!
[Lt. Robbins takes Washburn's license from his wallet, then puts it in her drawer]
Lt. Marta Robbins: You're not gonna need it for your next assignment.
Washburn: Don't take away my license!
Lt. Marta Robbins: It's gone!
[Lt. Robbins takes Washburn's license from his wallet, then puts it in her drawer]
Lt. Marta Robbins: You're not gonna need it for your next assignment.
