Fantasy Borough 2

What is this, eh... Fantasy Island? Well, actually, Latka, there really isn't a Fantasy Island.

You're never gonna believe who I had in my cab last night! Hey, that's Herve Villechaize.

You seem to have a perspective on world events that somehow eludes the average man. You're no slouch yourself.

Halt. I have other dreams, too.

Wow! You guys are funny-lookin'.

Here come da plane, boss. You like it? That's fine. That was you.

Don't you know what Hollywood's like? Right now, that guy's out there surrounded by perverts, weirdos, and human garbage. Makes me glad I didn't go into show business.

I've tried to fantasize. I've tried to think up some great situation, but somehow, something always goes wrong.

Has anyone ever told you before that the back of your head is quite attractive. Thank you. The front's nice too. That's something to look forward to.

I've always heard how rude and abrupt cabbies were. You're not that way at all. Well, the evening is still young.

Feeling a little warm? Ever since I got into this cab. I can turn the heat down. I don't think you could.

So, tell me, uh, cookie... what brings you to New York? I'm here with my husband. Son of a... She's married?!

Oh, Alex, are you over there trying to fantasize? Ah, no, I told you I don't do that kind of stuff.

Hey, Alex, if you're fantasizing about a woman, make her single. Well, it's not that easy, you know. I mean, you just can't imagine her single, and she comes out single, can you?

So you're married, huh? No, not really. I just said that. Why? I was afraid you'd come on to me. Well... why are you admitting that now? I decided I'd take my chances.

Would you like to stop someplace and have a cup of coffee? Oh, I'd love that.

Don't worry about it. I couldn't stop now if I had to. Stop. I can't. I can't. Stop!

I can't even be trusted behind the wheel of my own fantasy.

Now, now, just relax... and remember that it's your fantasy, and in her eyes, you can't do anything wrong. Yeah. You're right. I just hope she's still alive.

You're not going to get into any trouble, are you? No, I have a very understanding dispatcher.

What's the matter? I just realized something. I don't even know your name. Does it matter? How am I going to tell my diary about you?

Tawny. My favorite name. I'm Alex. My favorite name.

A double-dip Rocky Road ice cream cone with a cherry on top. Right. How did...? Uncle Alex?!

How's Aunt Rose? Fine. Cousin Harry? Great. Brother Bill? Wonderful. Your daughter? Europe.

Me? What would I need a fantasy for? I'm usually the object of other peoples' fantasies.

He keeps that thermostat set right where it's supposed to be... 28 degrees.

Imagine how tough it would be being the only rich man left in the country.

That's a mighty nasty cough you got there, Rieger. Oh, it's nothing, sir. Just a touch of double pneumonia. It's going around.

That could be bronchitis on top of pneumonia. That's what Wheeler's got, and he's dying, aren't you, Wheeler? Yes, sir. That's the spirit.

Why are you dressed like that? Because it's so warm in here. You keep it at 85.

Nardo, you're taking some of the surprise out of this.

Benji... she's going through the roof. Snoopy... through the roof.

Take a walk. All right, but just one.

Oh, well. A man can dream, can't he?

But if I were to tell you my fantasy... it would knock you out.

We always play cards. We play cards every day. That's all we do is play cards. Play cards.

Elaine, we're trying to play cards here. Come on! Buzz off.

Bounce! Kick!

Train! Pick me up! Turn me! Put me down! Kick!