Cab Dispatcher: "Can you drive to the Bronx? Manhattan?"
Travis: "Anytime. Anywhere."
Cab Dispatcher: "Do you work on Jewish holidays?"
Travis: "Anytime. Anywhere."
Cab dispatcher: "Why do you want to drive a cab?"
Travis: "I can't sleep at nights."
Cab Dispatcher: "There's porno theaters for that."
Travis Bickle: "Shit... I'm waiting for the sun to shine."
Travis Bickle: "Loneliness has been following me my whole life."
Travis Bickle: "One of these days I gotta get myself organizized."
Betsy: "Organizized? Dont you mean organized?"
Travis: "No, organizized."
Betsy: "Oh, like that sign that says "Thimk.""
Sport: "See ya later, copper!"
Travis Bickle: "I'm no cop, man."
Sport: "Well, if you are, than it's entrapment already."
Passenger: "Ever seen what a Mag .44 will do to a woman's pussy?"
Travis Bickle: "You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then you the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? Huh? Ok."
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