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Cab Driver (0:39)
Hello, Duffy Tavern. Where do you leave me? She's speaking. Duffy ain't here.
Passenger / Narrator (0:44)
Hello, Duffy.
Cab Driver (0:46)
What am I doing? I'm in the Columbia workshop. What am I in for, Duffy? I said workshop. Yes, tonight I am an artist, an actor. We're doing a thing called Miracle in Manhattan. What do you mean? If it's good, it'll be a miracle. Duffy, you ain't got no Christmas spirit, that's all. Whose idea is it? Well, it's Columbia's Western program director. He dreamed it up. Yeah, Charlie Vanden. Friend of mine came to New York on a bus. A bus? A busmas holiday from Hollywood. He's directing us, too. Well, I don't know. It starts like all Christmas plays. You know, the band play Silent Night and we're into it.
Passenger / Narrator (1:53)
Sam.
Cab Driver (2:32)
How much? The Times Square driver. From here? Certainly. From here? Six bits, mister. Okay, let's sort of take it easy. Like I want to take a gander town. Okay. Want a little music? Don't turn on the radio. Go ahead. Ah, that thing again. I'll try to get you something different. Now. You'd think there was nothing else on the air tonight. Oh, get that, will you? Listen to that. It's enough to drive a kind nut. I'm sorry, miss. I guess this is all we're going to get. Over and over and over. Doesn't bother me. Matter of fact, I kind of like it.
Passenger / Narrator (3:55)
No kidding?
Cab Driver (3:56)
Sure, it's Christmas music. Heck, this is Christmas Eve. Well, I'll be frank with you. To me, Christmas Eve is nothing but a first class headache. Yeah, yeah. What have you got? Slippery streets? A bunch of screwy people with too many drinks under their belts. I tell you, a cab driver's gotta watch your step on a night like this. So it's December 24th. So all of a sudden everybody goes wacky. You never know what's liable to happen. Maybe you got something there. Yeah, everybody's got packages under their arms, you know, A lot of nice little packages. So they can't reach for the tip, huh? Well, mister, you said you wanted to See the town. What's on the menu first? How's about starting off with Park Avenue? Oh, no, just drive. Oh, wait a minute. Pull in over there. By that little church, you mean? Yeah, I'd like to sort of drop in. You know, you signs up paper funny sometimes. I've never played you with the regular type. Oh, just curious, that's all. Well, you're the doctor. Hey, how about coming in with me? Nah, Nah, not me. Ain't been to church for so long, I. That wasn't a hot. I ain't been to church much either. But Christmas Eve is Christmas Eve. Well, like I told you, mister, my racket one night ain't much different than the next. The music ought to be nice. Are you kidding? Now, listen, count me out. I just sit out here in a cab and listen to the meter stick. That's music enough for me. I'll pay the damages. No, no, no. You go ahead. I'll wait out here. It's warm inside. What are you, Mr. Missionary? Oh, no. I just want company. Come on. Well, you're paying a fright. Let's go. See you. You never go to church, huh? N you see this day kind that's dozen, the kind that don't. I'm the kind that don't. Did you ever pray? Yeah. You know, when I was a kid, they used to teach us all kinds of prayers. Our Father, what art in heaven? How be thy name? And now I forget the rest of the stuff. Say, that's kind of pretty, ain't it? You like that kind of thing? Yes. Let's sit near the back. Ignorant. Well, them people aren't an awful quiet, ain't they? Yeah. I guess this is one of the last places left where people can come and think. Think, huh? What are they thinking about? Eddie, you're just one of the people, too. What are you thinking about me? Oh, us cabbage is different from most people. I guess all we ever think. Well, we're gonna get another fair. Is that all even on Christmas Eve? What else is there to think about? Oh, all kinds of things. Spatial things. Sort of wonderful things. Look, mister, this ain't for me. I get the heebie jeebies in this joint. I'll meet you out in a cab, huh? All right, I'll go along.
