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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Warner Archive Blu-ray: James Garner and Lee Remick in The Wheeler Dealers (1963)
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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[they have discovered that Universal Widgets has no factory, but Molly is still supposed to sell their stock and Henry says he'll help her]
Molly Thatcher: Henry, you're an operator; but do you know anything about the stock market?
Henry Tyroon: Well, I know the stock market is money and emotion. There's hope when you start out, greed on the way up, fear on the way down. I know that, uh, the stock market is people... and if there's anything you can't sell people, I've yet to find out what it is. These people need a reason to buy. The beauty of it is: the reason doesn't have to make sense.
Molly Thatcher: You're not thinking of anything illegal are you?
Henry Tyroon: I'm never illegal. I'm just close to it.
[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.
[in his office, Bear is telling Whitby to fire Molly to save money - she gets up from her desk]
Bullard Bear: Where is she going?
Whitby: Her lunch club, I think.
Bullard Bear: Women shouldn't be allowed to have lunch clubs. We gotta keep 'em off-balance, disorganized, clawing and scratching at each other. Otherwise they might turn on us like mad dogs!
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Molly Thatcher: Henry, you're an operator; but do you know anything about the stock market?
Henry Tyroon: Well, I know the stock market is money and emotion. There's hope when you start out, greed on the way up, fear on the way down. I know that, uh, the stock market is people... and if there's anything you can't sell people, I've yet to find out what it is. These people need a reason to buy. The beauty of it is: the reason doesn't have to make sense.
Molly Thatcher: You're not thinking of anything illegal are you?
Henry Tyroon: I'm never illegal. I'm just close to it.
[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.
[in his office, Bear is telling Whitby to fire Molly to save money - she gets up from her desk]
Bullard Bear: Where is she going?
Whitby: Her lunch club, I think.
Bullard Bear: Women shouldn't be allowed to have lunch clubs. We gotta keep 'em off-balance, disorganized, clawing and scratching at each other. Otherwise they might turn on us like mad dogs!
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