Romancing the Stone1984

Joan Wilder:
Excuse me, mister. Can you tell where can I get to a telephone?

Jack Colton:
No, lady. I don't have any idea. I'm sorry.

Joan Wilder:
But it's very important that I get to one.

Jack Colton:
Well, we've all got our problems today. Don't we?

Joan Wilder:
Can you tell me where the nearest town is?

Jack Colton:
English speaking? How about Miami?

Joan Wilder:
Will there be another bus?

Jack Colton:
Another bus? This is it. [looks around a deserted, dirt mountain road] You've got rush hour.

Joan Wilder:
I need to get to Cartagena.

Jack Colton:
Cartagena? Angel, you are hell and gone from Cartagena. Cartagena's over there on the coast.

Joan Wilder:
But they told me this bus...

Jack Colton:
Who told you that? Who told you this bus was going to Cartagena?

Joan Wilder:
That man...

Jack Colton:
That nice man who pulled a gun on you? What else did he tell you?