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“Travis Bickle: I'll tell you why. I think you're a lonely person. I drive by this place a lot and I see you here. I see a lot of people around you. And I see all these phones and all this stuff on your desk. It means nothing. Then when I came inside and I met you, I saw in your eyes and I saw the way you carried yourself that you're not a happy person. And I think you need something. And if you want to call it a friend, you can call it a friend.

Betsy: Are you gonna be my friend?

Travis Bickle: Yeah.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Lonely, Happy, Friend
“I got some bad ideas in my head.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Bad Ideas
“Thank God for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Rain, Trash, God
“Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Destiny, Direction, Choice
“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, Taxi Driver
Tagged: cold, distant, Women, Misogyny
“Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up.”
— Paul Schrader, Taxi Driver
Tagged: fuckers, Scum, filth, Shit, cunts
“Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Loneliness
“I think someone should just take this city and just...just flush it down the fuckin' toilet.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: City, Toilet, Fuck
“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 one should become a person like other people.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Morbid, self-attention
“The idea had been growing in my brain for some time: TRUE force. All the king's men cannot put it back together again.”
— Paul Schrader, Taxi Driver
Tagged: force, Violence, all the king's men
“Wizard: Look at it this way. A man takes a job, you know? And that job—I mean, like that—that becomes what he is. You know, like—you do a thing and that's what you are. Like I've been a cabbie for thirteen years. Ten years at night. I still don't own my own cab. You know why? Because I don't want to. That must be what I want. To be on the night shift drivin' somebody else's cab. You understand? I mean, you become - You get a job, you become the job. One guy lives in Brooklyn. One guy lives in Sutton Place. You got a lawyer. Another guy's a doctor. Another guy dies. Another guy gets well. People are born, y'know? I envy you, your youth. Go on, get laid, get drunk. Do anything. You got no choice, anyway. I mean, we're all fucked. More or less, ya know.

Travis Bickle: I don't know. That's about the dumbest thing I ever heard.

Wizard: It's not Bertrand Russell. But what do you want? I'm a cabbie. What do I know? I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about.

Travis Bickle: Maybe I don't know, either.”
— Wizard, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Job, Fucked, Bertrand Russell, cabbie, Fuck
“Iris: God, you're square.

Travis Bickle: Hey, I'm not square, you're the one that's square. You're full of shit, man. What are you talking about? You walk out with those fuckin' creeps and low-lifes and degenerates out on the streets and you sell your little pussy for peanuts? For some low-life pimp who stands in the hall? And I'm square? You're the one that's square, man. I don't go screwing fuck with a bunch of killers and junkies like you do. You call that bein' hip? What world are you from?”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: square, pimp, Pussy, creeps, degenerates, Fuck, killers
“Personnel Officer: How's your driving record? Clean?

Travis Bickle: It's clean, real clean. Like my conscience.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: driving record, Clean, Conscience
“Thank God for the rain which has helped wash away the garbage and trash off the sidewalks. I'm workin' long hours now, six in the afternoon to six in the morning. Sometimes even eight in the morning, six days a week. Sometimes seven days a week. It's a long hustle but it keeps me real busy. I can take in three, three fifty a week. Sometimes even more when I do it off the meter. All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brooklyn, I take 'em to Harlem. I don't care. Don't make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won't even take spooks. Don't make no difference to me.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Bronx, Brooklyn, Scum, Rain, Harlem, spooks, Hustler, Whores, Pussies, buggers, dopers, Sick
“All the animals come out at night—whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brooklyn, I take 'em to Harlem. I don't care. Don't make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won't even take spooks. Don't make no difference to me.”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Psychotic, Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, Queens, Fairies, dopers, Junkies, Sick, venal, Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem
“You talking to me?”
— Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
Tagged: Psychotic
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