英文剧情介绍
Vietnam vet Travis Bickle is 26, a loner in the mean streets of New York City, slipping slowly into isolation and violent misanthropy. In solving his insomnia by driving a yellow cab on the night shift, he grows increasingly disgusted by the low-lifes that hang out at night: "Someday a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets." His touching attempts to woo Betsy, a Senator's campaign worker, turn sour when he takes her to a porn movie on their first date. He even fails in his attempt to persuade child prostitute Iris to desert her pimp and return to her parents and school. Driven to the edge by powerlessness, he buys four handguns and sets out to assassinate the Senator, heading for the infamy of a 'lone crazed gunman'... Written by Tim Jones
New York City cab driver Travis Bickle constantly, almost obsessively, reflects on the ugly corruption of life around him, and becomes increasingly disturbed over his own loneliness and alienation. In nearly every phase of his life, Bickle remains a complete outsider, failing to make emotional contact with anyone. Unable to sleep night after night, Travis haunts the local pornography emporiums to find diversion, and begins desperately thinking about an escape from his depressing existence. Written by filmfactsman
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深感无力与挫折的崔维斯，买了四把手枪，自命为扫除人渣的复仇天使，展开一连串疯狂的暴力行为。他先是跑到参议员的竞选集会上，试图刺杀哈瑞斯未果；后来又独闯妓女户，血拼皮条客，杀死控制艾瑞丝的一帮恶徒。在这个疯狂的城市中，受害者变成了加害者，崔维斯能够找到最终的救赎吗……。
想回首天王巨星劳勃狄尼洛年轻时代就锋芒毕现的实力派演技，这是一部千万不可错过的影史钜作。
影片《出租汽车司机》是在1976年颇为轰动的电影作品，也是著名演员罗伯特·德尼罗的代表作之一。其艺术成就在欧美各国受到了一致的肯定，称得上是1976年世界上最具艺术魅力的影片之一。在影片中，有不少美国商业片式的场景，如刺杀总统候选人和妓院枪战等。但这却并不等于说这是一部商业片。恰恰相反，影片被电影评论家们归为政治性很强而艺术表现出色的社会问题片。其原因就在于影片揭示了严肃而深刻的社会内涵，人物的塑造也充满了现实意义，从而在商业片式的场景中显现出了独特的艺术魅力。
影片主人公特拉维斯是个对社会感到迷惘的人物。他虽然无法以哲学来解释人生，但却又强烈地感受到社会的丑恶。他深深地厌恶这一切，而又深知无可奈何，只能采取一种视而不见的麻木的处世态度，处于心灵的荒漠之中。直到贝茨的出现才使他发生了变化，深深地感到不能就这样生活下去而要采取行动。他决定做些什么，干什么都不重要，而只是要去做。对于他来说，不论是去刺杀总统还是去拯救小妓女易兹，都只是使自己摆脱无所事事的生活的办法，是为了拯救自己心灵的空虚，而没有明确和确定的目的。
影片所要表现的也正是一个青年灵魂从孤独中自救的故事。影片深刻而独特地把握住了当代美国青年的心理，揭示了越战后美国社会的现实状况，从而展现了其深刻的社会意义。塑造人物性格的表现技巧上，影片也颇具特色。影片对主人公痛苦而孤独的内心世界并没有加以生硬直接的表现，而是采取了一种外部行为上的淡化处理加以渲染。在影片的开头，主人公眼睛的大特写就深深地体现了他内心的孤独和悲凉。而生活中的特拉维斯却又总是心平气和、面带微笑的。这两者形成了极大的反差，却也使得观众能深深地体会到人物内心所受的压抑与隐藏着的危机。
影片中也有着十分高超的电影语言运用。闪动着霓虹灯的夜景，既显得繁华热闹，却又体现出一种冷漠，近在咫尺而又十遥远。在特拉维斯漫无目的的驾车游荡之中，显示出了一种孤独而忧伤的气氛。影片通过色彩、光影与音乐等电影语言的运用，深刻而形象地反映了人物的内心情绪。其环境造型成了一种人物内心世界的外现，有着发人深思的内涵，悄悄地影响着观众的情绪。即使是以现在的眼光来看，这也是一部极富艺术魅力的影片。
罗伯特·德尼罗在影片中有着出神入化的表演。其出色的的演技将人物的心理和情绪刻画得淋漓尽致。每一个动作都使人感受到特拉维斯就活生生地站在你面前。他的表演极大地增加了影片的艺术魅力，塑造了一个令人难忘的迷惘的青年形象。这一形象可以说是罗伯特·德尼罗演艺生涯中的一座里程碑，是罗伯特·德尼罗最为成功的角色之一。
出租车司机/计程车司机/的士司机精彩对白
Personnel Officer: Wanna work uptown nights? South Bronx? Harlem?
Travis Bickle: I'll work anytime, anywhere.
Personnel Officer: Will you work Jewish holidays?
Travis Bickle: Anytime, anywhere.
Iris: God, you're square.
Travis Bickle: Hey, I'm not square, you're the one that's square. Your full of shit, man. What are you talking about? You walk out with those fuckin' creeps and low-lifes and degenerates out on the streets and you sell your little pussy for peanuts? For some low-life pimp who stands in the hall? And I'm square? You're the one that's square, man. I don't go screwing fuck with bunch of killers and junkies like you do. You call that bein' hip? What world are you from?
Travis Bickle: You're a young girl, you should be at home. You should be dressed up, going out with boys, going to school, you know, that kind of stuff.
Travis Bickle: Shit... I'm waiting for the sun to shine.
Travis Bickle: Thank God for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk.
Travis Bickle: The idea had been growing in my brain for some time: TRUE force. All the king's men cannot put it back together again.
Travis Bickle: You're only as healthy as you feel.
Travis Bickle: One of these days I gotta get myself organizized.
Betsy: Organizized? Dont you mean organized?
Travis Bickle: No, organizized. It's a joke.
Betsy: Oh, like those signs that says, "Thimk".
Wizard: Hey Travis, this here's Doughboy. We call him that 'cause he'll do anything for a buck.
Doughboy: Hi Travis. Got change of a nickel?
Sport: See ya later, copper!
Travis Bickle: I'm no cop, man.
Sport: Well, if you are, then it's entrapment already.
Travis Bickle: I think someone should just take this city and just... just flush it down the fuckin' toilet.
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: June twenty-ninth. I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight.
Personnel Officer: How's your driving record? Clean?
Travis Bickle: It's clean, real clean. Like my conscience.
Travis Bickle: All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.
Wizard: You get a job. You become the job.
Wizard: Look at it this way. A man takes a job, you know? And that job - I mean, like that - That becomes what he is. You know, like - You do a thing and that's what you are. Like I've been a cabbie for thirteen years. Ten years at night. I still don't own my own cab. You know why? Because I don't want to. That must be what I want. To be on the night shift drivin' somebody else's cab. You understand? I mean, you become - You get a job, you become the job. One guy lives in Brooklyn. One guy lives in Sutton Place. You got a lawyer. Another guy's a doctor. Another guy dies. Another guy gets well. People are born, y'know? I envy you, your youth. Go on, get laid, get drunk. Do anything. You got no choice, anyway. I mean, we're all fucked. More or less, ya know.
Travis Bickle: I don't know. That's about the dumbest thing I ever heard.
Wizard: It's not Bertrand Russell. But what do you want? I'm a cabbie. What do I know? I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about.
Travis Bickle: Maybe I don't know either.
Travis Bickle: 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.
Passenger: Have you ever seen what a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy? Now that you should see. What a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy that you should see?
Travis Bickle: Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.
Travis Bickle: I got some bad ideas in my head.
Travis Bickle: [Travis is trying his guns on the mirror] Huh? Huh?
[Draws]
Travis Bickle: Faster than you, fucking son of a... Saw you coming you fucking... shitheel.
[Reholsters]
Travis Bickle: I'm standing here; you make the move. You make the move. It's your move...
[Draws]
Travis Bickle: Don't try it you fuck.
[Reholsters]
Travis Bickle: You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talking... you talking to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? OK.
[Draws]
Senator Charles Palantine: We meet at a crossroads in history. No longer will the wrong roads be taken.
Betsy: Taking me to a place like this is about as exciting as saying to me "Let's fuck."
[first lines]
[phone rings loudly]
Personnel Officer: Harry, answer that.
Personnel Officer: So whaddya want to hack for, Bickle?
Travis Bickle: I can't sleep nights.
Personnel Officer: There's porno theaters for that.
Travis Bickle: Yeah, I know, I tried that.
Personnel Officer: So now what do you do?
Travis Bickle: I ride around most nights - subways, buses - but you know, if I'm gonna do that I might as well get paid for it.
Personnel Officer: So what is it? Do you need a second job? Are you moonlighting?
Travis Bickle: I... I just want to work long hours. What's moonlighting?
Travis Bickle: Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.
Travis Bickle: Let me tell you something. You're in a hell, and you're gonna die in a hell, just like the rest of 'em!
Travis Bickle: You got a .44 magnum?
Andy, Gun Salesman: It's an expensive weapon.
Travis Bickle: That's all right. I got money.
Andy, Gun Salesman: It's a real monster. It'll stop a car at a hundred yards. Put a round right through the engine block.
Travis Bickle: How's everything in the pimp business?
Travis Bickle: I realize now how much she's just like the others, cold and distant, and many people are like that, women for sure, they're like a union.
Travis Bickle: Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood.
Travis Bickle: Twelve hours of work and I still can't sleep. Damn. Days go on and on. They don't end.
Travis Bickle: I first saw her at Palantine Campaign headquarters at 63rd and Broadway. She was wearing a white dress. She appeared like an angel. Out of this filthy mess, she is alone. They... cannot... touch... her.
Travis Bickle: I'll tell you why. I think you're a lonely person. I drive by this place a lot and I see you here. I see a lot of people around you. And I see all these phones and all this stuff on your desk. It means nothing. Then when I came inside and I met you, I saw in your eyes and I saw the way you carried yourself that you're not a happy person. And I think you need something. And if you want to call it a friend, you can call it a friend.
Betsy: Are you gonna be my friend?
Travis Bickle: Yeah.
Travis Bickle: I would say he has quite a few problems. His energy seems to go in the wrong places. When I walked in and I saw you two sitting there, I could just tell by the way you were both relating that there was no connection whatsoever. And I felt when I walked in that there was something between us. There was an impulse that we were both following. So that gave me the right to come in and talk to you. Otherwise I never would have felt that I had the right to talk to you or say anything to you. I never would have had the courage to talk to you. And with him I felt there was nothing and I could sense it. When I walked in, I knew I was right. Did you feel that way?
Betsy: I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Betsy: You know what you remind me of?
Travis Bickle: What?
Betsy: That song by Kris Kristofferson.
Travis Bickle: Who's that?
Betsy: A songwriter. 'He's a prophet... he's a prophet and a pusher, partly truth, partly fiction. A walking contradiction.'
Travis Bickle: [uneasily] You sayin' that about me?
Betsy: Who else would I be talkin' about?
Travis Bickle: I'm no pusher. I never have pushed.
Betsy: No, no. Just the part about the contradictions. You are that.
Travis Bickle: Hello Betsy. Hi, it's Travis. How ya doin'? Listen, uh, I'm, I'm sorry about the, the other night. I didn't know that was the way you felt about it. Well, I-I didn't know that was the way you felt. I-I-I would have taken ya somewhere else. Uh, are you feeling better or oh you maybe had a virus or somethin', a 24-hour virus you know. It happens. Yeah, umm, you uh, you're workin' hard. Yeah. Uh, would you like to have, uh, some dinner, uh with me in the next, you know, few days or somethin'? Well, how about just a cup of coffee? I'll come by the, uh, headquarters or somethin', we could, uh... Oh, OK, OK. Did you get my flowers in the...? You didn't get them. I sent some flowers, uh... Yeah, well, OK, OK. Can I call you again? Uh, tomorrow or the next day? OK. No, I'm gonna... OK. Yeah, sure, OK. So long.
[last lines]
Betsy: Travis, I'm... how much was it?
[Travis clears meter]
Travis Bickle: So long.
Iris: I don't like what I'm doing, Sport.
Sport: Ah, baby, I don't want you to like what you're doing. If you like what you're doing, then you won't be my woman.
Sport: Well, take it or leave it. If you want to save yourself some money, don't fuck her. Cause you'll be back here every night for some more. Man, she's twelve and a half years old. You never had no pussy like that. You can do anything you want with her. You can cum on her, fuck her in the mouth, fuck her in the ass, cum on her face, man. She get your cock so hard she'll make it explode. But no rough stuff, all right?
Sport: I used to have a pony, on Coney Island. It got hit by a truck.
Street drummer: Now back to Gene Krupa's syncopated style
Senator Charles Palantine: I think I know what you mean, Travis.
Charlie T: My man is loaded.
Passenger: [to Travis] You see that window with the light? The one closet to the edge of the building? you know who lives there? Of course you don't know who lives there, but I'm saying "Do you know who lives there?" A Nigger lives there, and that isn't my apartment. My wife is in there and... I'm gonna kill her.
[Laughs]
Passenger: I'm gonna kill her with a .44 Magnum.
Travis Bickle: [Walks up to Sport] Hey Sport.
Sport: Hey, my man. Don't I know you?
Travis Bickle: How's life in the pimp business?
Sport: Don't I know you?
Travis Bickle: Don't I know you? You know Iris?
Sport: I don't know Iris.
Travis Bickle: You don't know anybody named Iris?
Sport: I don't know nobody named Iris! Iris? Come man, go back to your own fucking tribe, before you get hurt. I don't want any trouble.
Travis Bickle: You got a gun?
Sport: Get out of here! Get the fuck out of here!
[flicks his cigarette at him and kicks him]
Travis Bickle: Suck on this!
[pulls out a revolver and shoots Sport in the stomach, then walks away]
Wizard: In the middle of the bridge she changes her pantyhose.
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