Simon Templar, aka The Saint: [flags down cab which brakes hard. Leans in] I smell burning rubber.
Sebastian Lipke, Taxi Driver: Best brakes in town, Boss, where to?
Simon Templar, aka The Saint: [Gets in] 49th, near 8th.
[reads taxi license on back of seat]
Simon Templar, aka The Saint: Just forget about those lights, Sebastian.
Sebastian Lipke, Taxi Driver: [looks back] Say, I know you!
Simon Templar, aka The Saint: Why shouldn't you? My life's an open book.
Sebastian Lipke, Taxi Driver: [looks back again] Why, you're the Saint! I seen your picture in tonight's paper!
Simon Templar, aka The Saint: Terrible picture. Made me look like Tarzan.