TAXI DRIVER (1976)
feel free to change details and pronouns as you see fit. some nsfw and triggering material.
figure if I’m gonna do that, i might as well get paid for it.
i’ll work anytime, anywhere.
someday a real rain will come and wash this scum off the streets.
i don’t care. don’t make no difference to me.
i’d like to know what your name is. what’s your name?
the days go on and on. they don’t end.
all my life needed was a sense of someplace to go.
i don’t believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention.
i believe that someone should become a person like other people.
look over there. notice anything?
that ___’s been staring at us.
if you had these three fingers missing on this hand and that hand missing on that hand, how would you light a match?
hi. i’d like to volunteer.
i think you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
what exactly do you want?
would you have coffee and pie with me?
i think you’re a lonely person.
i saw in your eyes and in the way you carried yourself that you’re not a happy person.
i think you need something.
i’m there to protect you.
i never would have had the courage to talk to you.
i don’t believe i’ve ever met anyone quite like you.
i’m no pusher. i never have pushed.
damn. i gotta remember stuff like that.
this city is like an open sewer, it’s full of filth and scum.
come on, man. get me outta here, all right?
forget about this. it’s nothing.
i don’t follow music too much. but i would really like to.
you’ve got to be kidding.
taking me to this place is about as exciting to me as saying, “let’s fuck.”
can’t i talk to you at least? won’t you talk to me?
listen, i’m sorry about the other night.
i didn’t know that was the way you felt about it.
you’re only as healthy as you feel.
you’re in a hell, and you’re gonna die in a hell like the rest of them.
there’s nothing else. i’m gonna kill her.
you must think i’m pretty sick or something.
i got some bad ideas in my head.
you do a thing and that’s what you are.
that’s about the dumbest thing i ever heard.
loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere.
who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?
here is someone who stood up.
one day there’ll be a knock on the door, and it’ll be me.
buddy, you don’t look hip.
i don’t like my real name.
i want to help you. i can help you.
didn’t you ever hear of women’s lib?
what makes you so high and mighty?
didn’t you ever try looking at your own eyeballs in the mirror?
i don’t know who’s weirder, you or me.
my whole life is pointed in one direction.
i’ll kill you! i’ll kill you!