The Wheeler Dealers (1963) | |
| Director(s) | Arthur Hiller |
| Producer(s) | John Calley (associate), Martin Ransohoff |
| Top Genres | Comedy, Romance |
| Top Topics | |
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The Wheeler Dealers (1963) was a Comedy - Romance Film directed by Arthur Hiller and produced by John Calley and Martin Ransohoff.
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By KC on Jun 20, 2017 From Classic MoviesMovie sexism in the sixties is often a difficult terrain to travel, no matter how much the filmmakers think they have empowered their female lead, there is inevitably a man behind any happy ending. I found much of this nature cringe about in The Wheeler Dealers, but James Garner and Lee Remick are r... Read full article
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Molly Thatcher:
I don't understand. How can you buy something when you don't even know what it is?
Ray Jay: Well, you see, ma'am, Henry here is a real wheeler dealer. And a wheeler dealer is somebody that loves to find places for money to go. It's like hitchin' on to a star. You may zoom up to the sky on a mighty pretty ride.
Molly Thatcher: And if the star falls?
Henry Tyroon: Well, then I find some way for the, uh, government to take three-quarters of the loss.
Jay Ray: You see, Miss Thatcher, that's the mark of a REAL wheeler dealer.
Molly Thatcher: Now, why do you suppose Mr. Bear wants me to fight off a large Texan?
Eloise Cott: You think he's got more than business on his mind?
Molly Thatcher: Every man has sex on the brain, like it's some sort of wonder drug... a cure-all for everything: colds, pleurisy, arthritis. I even had a guy once tell me that sex prevents cavities.
Eloise Cott: Cavities? In your teeth?
Molly Thatcher: Sure. When you're tense, you have more acids in your mouth; and acids eat enamel. When you get rid of the tension, you get rid of the acids. And the best way to get rid of tension...
Eloise Cott: Don't tell me! let me guess.
[Henry is complaing about how hard it is to get a cab in New York]
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You're just like my wife, mister. You don't understand the economics of the situation.
Henry Tyroon: Then teach me. I'm interested in the economics of about every situation.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Well, there are 11,000 cabs in the city - and no new permits for the next twenty-five years. Now suppose you wanna buy a cab and start hackin'... you gotta get a new permit, too. Now the tab on a new permit is eighteen thousand five hundred on the open market.
Henry Tyroon: And how much did your cab cost, Mister
[looks at driver's ID]
Henry Tyroon: Feinberg?
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Thirty-three hundred... new.
Henry Tyroon: Mm-hmm. Then that makes your investment, uh, with the permit, come to about $22,000.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Yeah. But don't tell my wife... she'll think I'm rich.
Henry Tyroon: Mm-hmm. Mr. Feinberg, I'll give you $24,000 for your cab and permit.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You wanna buy the cab?
Henry Tyroon: Right. But you come along with it. I'll need your services for a week, maybe two.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: No, look, mister, I can't sell the cab. I need it.
Henry Tyroon: Well, I figured that. So, when I leave I'll sell it back to you for... $22,000.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You wanna lose two grand just to keep your feet dry when it starts to rain?
Henry Tyroon: I don't lose, Mr. Feinberg. See, I borrow the money and then I get a deduction on the loan interest and another on the depreciation and another on the loss when I sell it back to you. And you make a nice profit.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You win and I win. Uh-uh, there's gotta be a loser somewhere.
Henry Tyroon: Taxman loses. He usually does on a Henry Tyroon deal.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Mister, you've just got yourself a taxi.
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Ray Jay: Well, you see, ma'am, Henry here is a real wheeler dealer. And a wheeler dealer is somebody that loves to find places for money to go. It's like hitchin' on to a star. You may zoom up to the sky on a mighty pretty ride.
Molly Thatcher: And if the star falls?
Henry Tyroon: Well, then I find some way for the, uh, government to take three-quarters of the loss.
Jay Ray: You see, Miss Thatcher, that's the mark of a REAL wheeler dealer.
Molly Thatcher: Now, why do you suppose Mr. Bear wants me to fight off a large Texan?
Eloise Cott: You think he's got more than business on his mind?
Molly Thatcher: Every man has sex on the brain, like it's some sort of wonder drug... a cure-all for everything: colds, pleurisy, arthritis. I even had a guy once tell me that sex prevents cavities.
Eloise Cott: Cavities? In your teeth?
Molly Thatcher: Sure. When you're tense, you have more acids in your mouth; and acids eat enamel. When you get rid of the tension, you get rid of the acids. And the best way to get rid of tension...
Eloise Cott: Don't tell me! let me guess.
[Henry is complaing about how hard it is to get a cab in New York]
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You're just like my wife, mister. You don't understand the economics of the situation.
Henry Tyroon: Then teach me. I'm interested in the economics of about every situation.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Well, there are 11,000 cabs in the city - and no new permits for the next twenty-five years. Now suppose you wanna buy a cab and start hackin'... you gotta get a new permit, too. Now the tab on a new permit is eighteen thousand five hundred on the open market.
Henry Tyroon: And how much did your cab cost, Mister
[looks at driver's ID]
Henry Tyroon: Feinberg?
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Thirty-three hundred... new.
Henry Tyroon: Mm-hmm. Then that makes your investment, uh, with the permit, come to about $22,000.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Yeah. But don't tell my wife... she'll think I'm rich.
Henry Tyroon: Mm-hmm. Mr. Feinberg, I'll give you $24,000 for your cab and permit.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You wanna buy the cab?
Henry Tyroon: Right. But you come along with it. I'll need your services for a week, maybe two.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: No, look, mister, I can't sell the cab. I need it.
Henry Tyroon: Well, I figured that. So, when I leave I'll sell it back to you for... $22,000.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You wanna lose two grand just to keep your feet dry when it starts to rain?
Henry Tyroon: I don't lose, Mr. Feinberg. See, I borrow the money and then I get a deduction on the loan interest and another on the depreciation and another on the loss when I sell it back to you. And you make a nice profit.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: You win and I win. Uh-uh, there's gotta be a loser somewhere.
Henry Tyroon: Taxman loses. He usually does on a Henry Tyroon deal.
Feinberg, Taxi Driver: Mister, you've just got yourself a taxi.
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