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Patients who've sustained the kind of injuries you have often have dreams of this sort. It's all part of the recovery process. | Oh. |
Oh. | Now then, each of these slides needs a reply from one of the people in the picture. You'll tell me what you think the person would say. Alright? |
Now then, each of these slides needs a reply from one of the people in the picture. You'll tell me what you think the person would say. Alright? | Righty, right. The doctor reads aloud the dialogue printed in the cartoon balloon - a peacock. |
Righty, right. The doctor reads aloud the dialogue printed in the cartoon balloon - a peacock. | Isn't the plumage beautiful? |
Isn't the plumage beautiful? | I just say what the other person would say? |
I just say what the other person would say? | Yes. Yes, well don't think about it too long, just say the first thing that pops into your mind. |
Yes. Yes, well don't think about it too long, just say the first thing that pops into your mind. | Right... Knickers... Cabbages... It doesn't have a beak. Alex laughs. Slide of woman speaking to boy. |
Right... Knickers... Cabbages... It doesn't have a beak. Alex laughs. Slide of woman speaking to boy. | Good. The boy you always quarrelled with is seriously ill. |
Good. The boy you always quarrelled with is seriously ill. | That's right and I'll smash your face for you, yarblockos. Slide of watch shop. |
That's right and I'll smash your face for you, yarblockos. Slide of watch shop. | Good. It wa your fault... you sold me a crummy watch. I want my money back. |
Good. It wa your fault... you sold me a crummy watch. I want my money back. | Bollocks. You know what you can do with that watch? You can stick it up your arse. Slide of nude woman in bed, a man at the window. |
Bollocks. You know what you can do with that watch? You can stick it up your arse. Slide of nude woman in bed, a man at the window. | Good. What do you want? |
Good. What do you want? | Excuse me, missus. No time for the old in-out, I've just come to read the meter. Slide of bird's nest with eggs. |
Excuse me, missus. No time for the old in-out, I've just come to read the meter. Slide of bird's nest with eggs. | Good. You can do whatever you like with these. |
Good. You can do whatever you like with these. | Eggiwegs. I would like to smash 'em. Pick up th elot and f... owww... He slams his hand down and cries out with pain. |
Eggiwegs. I would like to smash 'em. Pick up th elot and f... owww... He slams his hand down and cries out with pain. | Fucking hell... |
Fucking hell... | Fine. Well, that's all there is to it. Are you alright? |
Fine. Well, that's all there is to it. Are you alright? | I hope so. Is that the end then? |
I hope so. Is that the end then? | Yes. |
Yes. | I was quite enjoying that. |
I was quite enjoying that. | Good. I'm glad |
Good. I'm glad | How many did I get right? |
How many did I get right? | It's not that kind of a test. But you seem well on the way to a complete recovery. |
It's not that kind of a test. But you seem well on the way to a complete recovery. | And when do I get out of here then? |
And when do I get out of here then? | I'm sure it won't be long now. |
One thing I could never stand is to see a filthy, dirty old drunkie, howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blerp, blerp in between as it might be a filthy old orchestra in his stinking rotten guts. I could never stand to see anyone like that, whatever his age might be, but more especially when he wa... | Can you... can you spare some cutter, me brothers? Alex rams his stick into the Tramp's stomach. The boys laugh. |
Can you... can you spare some cutter, me brothers? Alex rams his stick into the Tramp's stomach. The boys laugh. | Oh-hhh!!! Go on, do me in you bastard cowards. I don't want to live anyway, not in a stinking world like this. |
Oh-hhh!!! Go on, do me in you bastard cowards. I don't want to live anyway, not in a stinking world like this. | Oh - and what's so stinking about it? |
Oh - and what's so stinking about it? | It's a stinking world because there's no law and order any more. It's a stinking world because it lets the young get onto the old like you done. It's no world for an old man any more. What sort of a world is it at all? Men on the moon and men spinning around the earth and there's not no attention paid to earthly law an... |
Annie...it's Max. | Max... |
Max... | Max, the cab driver! |
Max, the cab driver! | Max? Oh... ...it's kind of a strange time to be calling... |
Max? Oh... ...it's kind of a strange time to be calling... | Listen to me! Just listen, okay? There's a man, Vincent, he's coming to kill you! |
Listen to me! Just listen, okay? There's a man, Vincent, he's coming to kill you! | He's...what? Say again? We're in cell hell... |
He's...what? Say again? We're in cell hell... | <u>Kill</u> you! He's coming to kill you! |
<u>Kill</u> you! He's coming to kill you! | If this is a joke, it's not funny. |
If this is a joke, it's not funny. | Dmitri hired him! He's already killed all your witnesses, now he's coming after you! He was stalking you when I dropped you off. I don't know what happened, but he diverted and got into my cab, instead. |
A deer? | Comin' over Coldwater. Goddamn deer jumps out in front of me. You believe that? |
Comin' over Coldwater. Goddamn deer jumps out in front of me. You believe that? | You still carrying passengers? |
You still carrying passengers? | I was heading back to my garage. It's on the way. |
I was heading back to my garage. It's on the way. | This vehicle's not safe to drive. We're gonna have to impound it. Get you towed. Step away from the vehicle and pop the trunk. I'm sorry, sir, you'll have to find another cab. |
...goddamn it, you telling me this motherfucker's whacked three of our witnesses tonight... | ...Petrov and Cicerno for sure... |
Lemme tell you something. Vincent and a few other guys like him are fucking ghosts. Nobody even know what he looked like until now... | I don't know... |
You're kidding me. | I'll fuck you up, you don't hand it over. |
I'll fuck you up, you don't hand it over. | <u>My hands are taped to the fucking </u> <u>steering wheel!</u> |
He's not paying you one cent! | Who the hell is this? |
Vincent <u>Farrell</u>, Assistant U.S. Attorney. A passenger in this taxicab, and I'm reporting you to the DMV... | Let's not get excited, sir. |
Let's not get excited, sir. | How am I supposed to not get excited, listening to you trying to extort your employee, you sarcastic prick? |
How am I supposed to not get excited, listening to you trying to extort your employee, you sarcastic prick? | I was just tryin' to...to... |
I was just tryin' to...to... | Tell it to Max. Tell him he's an asshole. |
Yeah? So? | <u>So?</u> Aside from I hate talking to cops, they tell me you crashed the shit out of it. |
<u>So?</u> Aside from I hate talking to cops, they tell me you crashed the shit out of it. | It got crashed! I didn't... |
It got crashed! I didn't... | I give a shit whose fault it was, you're payin'! |
...why is everything always about you... | ...everything is not about me, don't make me the villain here. That asshole was out of line, and you goddamn well know it... |
...everything is not about me, don't make me the villain here. That asshole was out of line, and you goddamn well know it... | ...I'm sorry, I don't see it that way... |
...I'm sorry, I don't see it that way... | ...oh, bullshit! He was intruding on my space, he was demeaning me personally, he was patronizing... |
...oh, bullshit! He was intruding on my space, he was demeaning me personally, he was patronizing... | ...what do you want me to do, punch him out? I have to work with him... |
...what do you want me to do, punch him out? I have to work with him... | ...well, last I checked, you were <u>sleeping</u> with me, so unless you wanna start fucking the guy soon, I'd suggest an attitude shift... |
First time in New York? | Third, but I still can't tell uptown from downtown. Tell the truth, whenever I'm here, I can't wait to leave. Place gets to me. Too loud, too fast...too much. You like it here? |
Third, but I still can't tell uptown from downtown. Tell the truth, whenever I'm here, I can't wait to leave. Place gets to me. Too loud, too fast...too much. You like it here? | It's home. |
It's home. | You share it with over three million people every day. You know that's the population of New Zealand? What's Manhattan, thirteen miles long? That's a lot of misery crammed into thirteen miles. Read about this one guy. Gets on the subway and dies. Six hours he's riding around before anybody notices. Think about tha... |
You share it with over three million people every day. You know that's the population of New Zealand? What's Manhattan, thirteen miles long? That's a lot of misery crammed into thirteen miles. Read about this one guy. Gets on the subway and dies. Six hours he's riding around before anybody notices. Think about tha... | I see your point. |
I think he's dead. | No shit. Since he has two .45s double- tapped through the sternum and fell six floors onto his head... |
Uh, look...why don't you just take the car... | ...and you promise you'll never tell anybody about this, right? Get in the fucking car. |
You listening to me? | Yes! I'm trying, I swear! |
Yes! I'm trying, I swear! | Try harder. I'm gonna count to three. One... |
Try harder. I'm gonna count to three. One... | Two... |
Two... | It's not me, it's the engine! A fat guy fell on it from six floors up! |
Oh. Oh, no. You're kidding. We... | I told you we had other stops to make tonight. |
I told you we had other stops to make tonight. | You said you were visiting friends! |
You said you were visiting friends! | They're <u>somebody's</u> friends... You drive a cab. I kill people. We both do our jobs right, you might survive the night and come out four hundred bucks ahead. |
They're <u>somebody's</u> friends... You drive a cab. I kill people. We both do our jobs right, you might survive the night and come out four hundred bucks ahead. | Listen. I'm not trying to piss you off, see? Okay? I can't drive you around so you can murder folks. |
Listen. I'm not trying to piss you off, see? Okay? I can't drive you around so you can murder folks. | Tonight it is. |
Tonight it is. | You don't understand. I mean it. Really. I'm not up for this... |
Chopin prelude. Stodgy, but nice. Here's the deal. I didn't want you involved in this. Still breathing? But now that you are, we have to make the best of it, Max. Improvise. Life is that way. Adapt to your environment. Survive. Darwin. "Shit happens." The I Ching. Whatever. Roll with it. | I Ching? You threw a man out a window! |
I Ching? You threw a man out a window! | I didn't throw him, he fell. |
I didn't throw him, he fell. | What'd he do to you? |
What'd he do to you? | Nothing. I only met him the one time. |
Nothing. I only met him the one time. | How can you kill him like that? |
How can you kill him like that? | I should only kill people after I get to know 'em? Six billion people on the planet, you're getting bent out of shape 'cause of one fat guy? |
I should only kill people after I get to know 'em? Six billion people on the planet, you're getting bent out of shape 'cause of one fat guy? | Who was he? |
Who was he? | What do you care? Ever hear of Rwanda? |
What do you care? Ever hear of Rwanda? | Rwanda-Burundi. Central Africa. |
Rwanda-Burundi. Central Africa. | Tens of thousands killed before sundown. Nobody's killed that fast since Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Did you bat an eye, Max? Join Amnesty International? No. I off one Angeleno, you throw a hissy fit... |
Don't take that. Tell him to shut the fuck up. | I can't do that. He's the Man. He'll fire my ass. |
I can't do that. He's the Man. He'll fire my ass. | So what? |
So what? | I need the job. |
I need the job. | No you don't. |
Lenny? You're an asshole. | Tell him next time he pulls any shit, you're gonna kick his fat ass. |
Tell him next time he pulls any shit, you're gonna kick his fat ass. | Next time you pull any shit, I'm gonna kick your fat ass. |
...see now, this has got a little post- war flavor, a little Miles thing happening. Awesome. What do you think? | I never learned jazz. |
I never learned jazz. | God, are you always this prosaic? You don't learn jazz, it's not something you're <u>taught.</u> It's like breathing, like life. Like us, tonight, taking what comes and going with the flow. |
God, are you always this prosaic? You don't learn jazz, it's not something you're <u>taught.</u> It's like breathing, like life. Like us, tonight, taking what comes and going with the flow. | That what we're doing? Flowing? |
That what we're doing? Flowing? | Damn right. Instinct, man. If you think too much, it doesn't work. Just listen... |
Damn right. Instinct, man. If you think too much, it doesn't work. Just listen... | I'm not catching a melody. |
I'm not catching a melody. | That's the point. You play <u>between</u> the notes, you dance <u>around</u> the structure, you improvise. Some people know where they're going to be ten years from now. Same job, same neighbors, same shit over and over. That's not living. That's dying a little every day. Not me, pal. It's not knowing what's aro... |
What the fuck was <u>that?</u> | Jazz. |
Our friends in Little Russia. Go in and ask for a man named Dmitri. | Dmitri? |
Dmitri? | The man who hired me for this contract. |
The man who hired me for this contract. | I don't get it. |
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