Men Are Such Beasts

How come I never understand a single word you say, yet I always know what you're talking about?

Latka's non-verbal response and Tony's 'Yeah, that must be it'

Alex Rieger, 180,000 miles without an accident, voted 'New York Cabbie of the Month' August 1977, just rams into a parked car?

You mean, you had a choice of running over some mutt and ramming into a Cordoba? A Chrysler Cordoba with Corinthian leather?

And you chose... You made a conscious choice to hit the Cordoba? Where are your values, Rieger?

Oh, good thinking, Rieger. Otherwise, he might not know where to reach us and we couldn't pay for the damages. Smart, smart.

You have such an elegant way of making a point, you know that?

$700 damage just to avoid hitting a dog. I mean, if you'd have swerved to avoid hitting an old lady, I could understand. I'm not saying I'd agree, but I could understand. But a dog.

Well, look at it this way... You're not a virgin anymore.

Yeah, I lost my bumper.

I said, 'Why is that man wearing my pajamas?'

There doesn't seem to be much point.

It was nice knowing you.

Help you stay awake, take a few pounds off or do the 100 in 9.7.

There might have been some smarter ways of leading up to that, Tony. I mean, some guys would have tried to soften me up with a lot of flattery. Or they might have made up some long, involved story. Not you. You just came right out with it.

That's also why I'm never gonna let you go.

They're going to reenact the accident. It's company policy... it's fun.

No cockroaches, Latka. Get that cockroach out of there.

All right, I got a baby. We'll use the baby for the dog.

Well, I just closed my eyes and tried to pretend it was her doing all that stuff to me. Pretended it was that ugly witch sucking my fingers. I pretended it was that ugly witch blowing in my ear. And I pretended it was that ugly witch with her hand on my knee.

And then what? I got to thinking... who cares how ugly the witch is?

Listen, Banta, I can make life really rough for you if I wanted to, but you're Italian and I'm Italian. So I'm going to tell you just like I'd tell my own brother... You better smarten up, meatball.

Hey, you losers hear this? This sweet young bimbo just booked $217. A new Sunshine Cab company record.

I'd shake your hand, but I'm afraid I'd get you hot.

You got enough I can give the other guys?

You better take another one.

What headache?

I don't feel any different then I ever felt. I seem to keep talking, you know? But I've talked before and even if I am talking more now than I usually do, I could stop anytime I want. There, I just stopped. I just stopped again.

Hi, Bobby! Hi, Elaine! Hi, John! Hi, Louie! ... Right... bye, Louie. Bye, John! Bye, Elaine! Bye, Bobby! Bye, Tony!

♪ Bye-bye, love, bye-bye, happiness ♪ ♪ Hello, loneliness ♪ ♪ I think I'm going to die. ♪

Now, let me think about that. I thought about it. It was nice working with you.

That I don't even have to think about. Bye-bye, Bobby.

Why you quitting? Sounds good enough for me.

Get back, get back, all of you! Get back! Now, listen to me and listen to me good. I'm drawing a line here. Now, you see that line? You see it? Look at it, look at it.

Because if just one of youse steps one foot across that line, I'll have to fire her.

And if you go out to eat, you're going to find me there, too. And if you go to the movies or you go bowling, just look around, because, baby, I'm not giving you up.

Psychologists, they got a term for people like you. What is it? Uh... Oh, yeah... you got a screw loose.

I love you when you're like this.

Him.

I prefer to think of it as an alternative lifestyle.

To get rid of you, I'd marry him.

What do you mean, stoop so low?

Boy, am I going to be sick tomorrow.