The enormous royal barge is being rowed by long ranks of enslaved oarsmen propelling the two lovers into the darkened sea (toward paradise?) to the suggestive, seductive, cadenced beat and rhythm of the drummer.Rather than wishing to discuss "money" (like her Uncle), Charlie wishes to speak about "souls." In particular, she laments the fate of her unfulfilled, hard-working mother [literally, a part-widow without a manly husband] and wishes "to do something for her.A Bernard Herrmann jazzy and seductive saxophone riff accompanies an impressionistic montage of images on one of Bickle's ypical night drives - red and green stoplights, garish neon lights and porno houses, pedestrians walking the streets, the clicking of he numbers on the taxi farebox, and other taxi traffic cruising he streets.I like o talk to decent guys.They're hard to find.Eddie: All right, let's talk.Panama: Things have been pretty tough, haven't they?Eddie: They could be tougher.A guy in the cell with me was talkin' about bumpin' himself off.Until I get around to that, I'm doin' all right.Through payoffs ("sucker money") during Prohibition, she explains how "a bright guy" like him may become successful in the bootlegging/racketeering business:Panama: You've been nice to me.You will both be coming with us." Colossus also begged: "Wade, you are better than this.Join us, use your powers for good...be a superhero!" Wade refused with a memorable insult: "Listen! The day I decide to become a crime-fighting s--t-swizzler who rooms with a bunch of other little whiners at the Neverland Mansion of some creepy, old, bald, Heaven's Gate-looking motherf-ker, onthatday, I'll send your shiny, happy ass a Friend request.