Taxi Driver1976

Iris:
So what makes you so high and mighty. Will you tell me that? Didn't you ever try lookin' in your own eyeballs in the mirror?

Travis:
So what are you gonna do about Sport, that ol' bastard?

Iris:
When?

Travis:
When you leave.

Iris:
I don't know. I just leave him, I guess.

Travis:
You just gonna leave?

Iris:
Yeah, they got plenty of other girls.

Travis:
Yeah, but you just can't do that. What are you gonna do?

Iris:
What do you want me to do? Call the cops?

Travis:
What? The cops don't do nothin'. You know that.

Iris:
Hey look. Sport never treated me bad. I mean he didn't beat me up or anything like that once.

Travis:
But you can't allow him to do the same to other girls. You can't allow him to do that. He is the lowest kind of person in the world. Somebody's got to do something to him. He's the scum of the earth. He's the worst s-s-sucking scum I have ever, ever seen. You know what he told me about you? He called you names. He called you a little piece of chicken.

Iris:
He doesn't, he doesn't mean that. I'll move up to one of them communes in Vermont.

Travis:
I never seen a commune before, but I don't know, you know, I saw some pictures once in a magazine - didn't look very clean.

Iris:
Well why don't you come to the commune with me?

Travis:
Why not cum, come in a commune with you? Oh no.

Iris:
Why not?

Travis:
I don't, I don't go to places like that.

Iris:
Oh come on, why not?

Travis:
No, I don't get along with people like that.

Iris:
Are you a Scorpion?

Travis:
What?

Iris:
That's it. You're a Scorpion. I can tell every time.

Travis:
Besides, I gotta stay here.

Iris:
Come on, why?

Travis:
I got somethin' very important to do.

Iris:
Oh, so what's so important?

Travis:
Doin' somethin' for the government. Cab thing is just part-time.

Iris:
Are you a narc?

Travis:
Do I look like a narc?

Iris:
Yeah. [laughing]

Travis:
I am a narc.

Iris:
God, I don't know who's weirder, you or me? Sure you don't want to come with me?

Travis:
Well, I tell ya what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna give ya the money to go.

Iris:
Oh no, look, you don't have to do that.

Travis:
No, no. I want you to take it. I don't want ya to take anything from them. And I wanna do it. I don't have anything better to do with my money. I might be goin' away for a while.