A Baptist Doesn’t Speak Chinese

hongkongSusan and Bill Smith invited us over for supper while we were in Hong Kong. We walked the four blocks over to their apartment. Shortly after arriving I became very ill, so Bill put me into a taxi. After twenty minutes I looked up and saw we were leaving Kowloon and going into the tunnel toward Hong Kong island. After dinner, Cindy and the children took another taxi and arrived to our apartment before me.  

Brian Hogan, tell me what this taxi driver said in Chinese. The deer makes another appearance.