The driver gave me the finger and shouted a curse.

The driver shouted a few words in that language she had heard all her life without ever understanding it.

Just as they were coming, into the town, the vehicle stopped outside a house, and the driver shouted to somebody inside.

Then the driver shouted something, and that was enough for him.

The driver opened his door and shouted through the rain.

"Stay out of the way, is all," the driver shouted back.

The driver recovered somewhat, opened his door, and shouted after her.

The driver shouted something back, and a moment later they turned.

Next, the driver was inches away from him, shouting abuse.

As the drivers shouted at him, he added, "Could we please have some quiet?"