Name: Taxi Driver
Genre: neo-noir, psychological drama film, crime film, film noir, action film
Duration: 114 min
Cast: Robert De Niro, Jodie Foster, Cybill Shepherd, Harvey Keitel, Peter Boyle

Painterly yellow taxi door passing a pigeon on a wet grey pavement. — Original artwork

Can you drive to the Bronx? Manhattan?

Cab Dispatcher

Miniature leather steering wheel on low desk with blank papers and a small quill pot — Original artwork

How's your driving record? Clean?

Cab Dispatcher

Why do you want to drive a cab?

Cab Dispatcher

Three carved theatrical masks in black, charcoal and pale grey show different degrees of frowning against slate. — Original artwork

God, you are so square.

Iris

Cracked eggshell with jagged black and rust-colored metal shards protruding from its break and scattered below — Original artwork

An idea has been growing in my head for some time now: true force. All the king's men cannot put it back together again.

Travis Bickle

A lidded glass jar holds dark swirling blue ink-like shapes against deep teal. — Original artwork

I got some bad ideas in my head.

Travis Bickle

A tiny pale city of towers dissolves into white foam around a drain grate on a dark grey surface. — Original artwork

I think someone should just take this city and just...just flush it down the fuckin' toilet.

Travis Bickle

A group of small white wooden figures with one teal figure standing apart on a round platform against a dark background. — Original artwork

Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up.

Travis Bickle

Painterly empty burgundy velvet armchair with a wilted rose on its seat in a dark room. — Original artwork

Loneliness has been following me my whole life.

Travis Bickle

Painterly compass beside a narrow glowing doorway in a dark freestanding wall. — Original artwork

Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.

Travis Bickle

A small wooden cabinet with compartments each holding a thimble, spoon, button or key. — Original artwork

One of these days I gotta get myself organizized.

Travis Bickle

A yellow paper sun and white clouds rise behind a small grey umbrella surrounded by shallow water. — Original artwork

Shit... I'm waiting for the sun to shine.

Travis Bickle

A dirty square tile has a clean wet stripe down it, with a single droplet suspended above against a dark background. — Original artwork

Someday a real rain will come and wipe this scum off the streets.

Travis Bickle

Painterly rain-streaked window overlooking wet pavement, with a small cup and plant on the sill. — Original artwork

Thank God for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk.

Travis Bickle

The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people.

Travis Bickle

A round hand mirror displaying a yellow sun shape, resting on a green velvet cushion. — Original artwork

You’re only as healthy as you feel.

Travis Bickle

A man in an army jacket faces a standing mirror in a shabby apartment at night, his reflection repeated in the glass. — Original artwork

You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who 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.

Travis Bickle

A red school satchel, a shoe and a paper chain rest on a green doorstep beside a flowering plant. — Original artwork

You're a young girl, you should be at home now. You should be going with boys, you should be going to school, you know, that kind of stuff.

Travis Bickle

Painterly blazer on a wire dress form beside an empty mirror and draped fabric. — Original artwork

You get a job. You become the job.

Wizard