(Laughs bitterly) You have no idea. My taxi canceled, my co-presenter called in sick, and now my heel is broken. (She kicks off a shoe.) I’m about two seconds from just… walking into the Thames.
(Flustered, clutching a briefcase) Just over to Canary Wharf. And please… step on it. My meeting started ten minutes ago. I swear, if I miss this pitch… Fake Taxi - Kristine
No. But you said you wanted a shortcut. Sometimes you have to… renegotiate the terms. (Laughs bitterly) You have no idea
(Quietly) That’s not why I got in this cab. (Flustered, clutching a briefcase) Just over to Canary Wharf
Fake Taxi – "Sometimes the best route isn't on the map." Note: This piece is written as a fictional narrative homage to a specific adult series format. It contains implied adult themes and is intended for mature audiences only.
I don’t want your cash. I want you to relax. You’re about to combust. When’s the last time someone took care of you ?