There are no taxis, so I must walk.

The parent of a student insulted the school bus driver and the teacher on the bus and beat the driver out of impulse after his child missed the school bus for being two minutes late.

He found me a taxi.

He took a taxi to get there in time.

Turned on the motor, tried to get back in the car,

Excuse me, sir, but II can hear the train coming now.

In the van, he was allegedly beaten and suffered a broken lower left jawbone.

So, the farmers go out at night with heavily armed jeeps, and shine the headlights, and anything that doesn't look like a sheep, you shoot.

Alright, you can have the whole truck, but not until I get somebody's name, and that paper.

When you pump in air in a bicycle, you use a bit of this.

It's around the corner. When you see me come out, bring it up to the door.

Not having them, he was reportedly put in the patrol car and beaten.

If you could make it fun, and make it eight or 10 minutes, you can't find your car, un park your car, move your car, re park your car and go somewhere you can't get to a cab or a subway.

No, you don't want to sit in the car. I'll take a cab and be right over.

Calling car 121. Car 121.

Arrested on the street while driving his car, he was severely tortured soon after his arrival at the security headquarters.

You been goin' over me ever since I got in. Why don't you ask me where I've been?

I did not lose a war to die in the back seat of a car.

They were reportedly beaten, then taken away in buses to an unknown destination (1 September 1997).

You, get to that gas truck and open all the valves.

It's not because we're going to build a bajillion windmills.

Missed me a mile, he did. Yeah! Yeah!

I'm going to hail a taxi.

We'll go by taxi.

Byebye everybody. Have fun.

I won't make you drive across town. I'll take a cab.

Stopped the car, opened the door ...

Open the garage, will you?

They have been flying in taking taxis from the airport directly to Caine's Arcade.

Put those things in the car, and I'll get your tie and studs ready for you.

So your idea was to drive the car a little way maybe into San Bernardino and then leave it.

No use taking a chance on the garage.

No. Drive me to the station.

I travel in taxis

I do not know the train schedules, could you find out for me?

I also will buy a car.

Unloadin' trucks, cleaning' the stalls or...

Well... he was busting all the windows of the train as it was pulling out of the station.

And she's still talking while she puts the car in park, hits the emergency brake, opens the door, and with a spryness astounding in a woman her age, she jumps out of the car, knocks out the phone books, and then she walks around she's carrying her cheap Kmart purse with her around the front of the car.

SS She's got the pedals down, but not the wheel.

You can bet your sweet soul they'll trace down... every last one of that group that attacked the train.

I called the garage. I called his wife.

Got to coast it. Well, let's give her a whirl, huh?

The next time you start a car, leave the garage doors open. Understand?

That's why I brought my car too. I'll call you.