(hits cab window, jumps in back)

Hey! What the hell is your problem? (wipes off window)

Cabbie, I need to be at the J.F.K. in fifteen minutes. 100 bucks says I make it.

Whoo! Done. You jumped in the right cab today.

(pushes buttons, levers which converts cab in to a more high-powered cab)

I don't usually stop for white guys. It's my way of balancing the universe.

(stares at watch irritated)

That's fourteen minutes.

(puts car in gear)

Buckle up for safety, motherf-
(cab speeds off)