Die Hard With a Vengeance
LOVIN' SPOONFUL: [Singing]|Hottown, summer in the city.
Back of my neck|gettin' dirt and gritty.
Been down. Isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow|in the city.
AII around,|peopIe Iookin' half-dead...
waIkin' on the sidewaIk|hotterthan a match head.
But at night,|it's a differentworId.
Goin' outtofind a girI.
Come on, come on,|and dance aII night.
Despite the heat|it'II be aII right.
And, babe,|don'tyou know it's a pity?
The days can't be|Iike the nights...
in the summer in the city.
In the summer in the city.
CooI town, meetin' in the city.
Dressed sofine|and Iookin' so pretty.
CooI cat Iookin' for a kitty.
Gonna Iook in every corner|of the city...
tiII I'm wheezin'|Iike a bus stop, runnin'--
WALTER: AIan,|bomb squad, speciaI services...
state poIice, and the FBI.
go to St. John's emergency...
in case we got any waIk-ins|from the street.
Kramer, getthe city engineer.
I gottafiIe a damage report.|Very important.
Who wouId wantto bIow up|a department store?
KOWALSKI: Ever see a woman|miss a shoe saIe?
WALTER: Connie, get started|on the witness sheet.
Ricky,you and Joe...
make sure the uniforms|got it cordoned off there...
and don't Iet|the damn TV crews in.
WOMAN: Inspector, phone.
INSPECTOR:|Not now. Benson,traffic!
Get Fifth Avenue|cIeared up by 3:00...
orwe got|the traffic jamfrom heII.
WOMAN: WaIter,|I thinkyou'd bettertake this.
Major-case unit.|Inspector Cobb.
SIMON: Said SimpIe Simon to|the pie man going to thefair...
''Give me your pies,|or I'II cave your head in.''
Bonwit's was justto make sure|I had your attention.
SIMON: Is there a detective|named McCIane there?
He's on suspension.
SIMON: No,WaIter. He's not.
WALTER: Who is this?
SIMON: CaII me Simon.
WALTER: What do you want?
SIMON: I wantto pIay a game.
WALTER: What kind of game?
SIMON: Simon says.
SIMON: Simon's going to teII|McCIane whatto do...
and Lieutenant McCIane|is going to do it.
NoncompIiance|wiII resuIt in a penaIty.
WALTER: What penaIty?
SIMON: Another big bang|in a very pubIic pIace.
What is itthatyou want|Lieutenant McCIane to do?
Simon says|Lieutenant McCIane...
is to go to the corner|of 138th Street und Amsterdam...
which is in HarIem,|if I'm not mistaken.
WALTER: KowaIski! Lambert!|You know where tofind McCIane?
LAMBERT: I kind of doubt|you'IIfind him in church.
You betterfind out|what rock he's under...
and kick it over.
Give me afew more.
Jesus,John.|You Iook Iike shit.
Where did we Ieave off|with that roster?
RICKY: We gotthree kiIIings|in Redhookthe pasttwo nights.
WALTER:|Put Miner on it. And Genetti.
The mayor's office wiII caII|before the day's out.
RICKY:|Next, 14 dumptrucks stoIen...
from a yard in Staten IsIand.
Are they starting|a construction company?
LAMBERT: Itwas John's IandIady|going to cIean his apartment.
Trucks are probabIy|aIready out in CaIifornia.
Contractor spIits the money|with the thieves.
We had that in Jersey|coupIe years ago,Joe, remember?
WALTER:|See what KeIIy can do with it.
Hey,whatwas the Iottery number|Iast night?
You stiII betting|your badge, Rick?
LAMBERT: Half the cops here|pIay their badges.
WALTER: How are the kids,John?
They're OK. Ahem.
WALTER:|Did you taIkwith HoIIy?
No, I didn'ttaIkto HoIIy.
MAN:|Coming up on it, Inspector.
JOHN: Is it hot,|or am I just scared to death?
WALTER: Wanna make sure|the gun's secure?
LAMBERT: Yeah. It's good.
JOHN: You're thefirstwoman|since HoIIy to see me do this.
KOWALSKI: I'm honored.
Yeah, so was she.
So...where's the backup|going to be?
We're going to draw back|to 128th Street.
Ten bIocks?|Youfucking kidding me?
Oh, man. That's just great.
WaIter,what is aII this about?
lf we don't do what he says,|he'II bIow up another pIace.
JOHN: Why me?
WALTER: I have no idea.|He just said it had to be you.
JOHN: It's nice to be needed.
How aboutyou mind yourfucking|business about HoIIy, huh?
You and Simon arefucking up|a perfectIy good hangover.
[Loud rap music pIaying|from boombox]
WALTER: We'II be back|to pickyou up in 15 minutes.
Take yourtime.|I expectto be dead infour.
Let's go, BiIIy!
[Car horn honks]
OLDER BOY: Yo, UncIe!
YOUNGER BOY: Come Iook atthis!
ZEUS: It's 10 after9:00.|Why aren'tyou in schooI?
BOY: Tony wants to seII this.
ZEUS: Tony. That no-neck dude|they caII Bad T?
YOUNGER BOY:|Hefound it in a dumpster.
He keeps steaIing,|they'IIfind him in a dumpster.
OLDER BOY: He didn't steaI it.|His uncIe gave itto him.
ZEUS: Mm-hmm.|Hand me that newspaperthere.
ZEUS:|Don't ever Iet peopIe use you.
You're running aII overtown|with stoIen property.
lf you get caught,|you get in troubIe...
whiIe he denies the whoIe thing.
YOUNG BOY: You mean you want us|to take it backto Tony?
ZEUS: No.|I'II take it backto Tony...
with a message.
Now,where you going?
YOUNG BOY: SchooI.
-Why?|-To get educated.
-Why?|-So we can go to coIIege.
-And why is that important?|-To get 'espect.
ZEUS: Respect.|And who's the bad guys?
-Guys who seII drugs.|-Guys who have guns.
-Who are the good guys?|-We're the good guys.
-Who's going to heIpyou?|-Nobody.
-So who's going to heIpyou?|-We're gonna heIp ourseIves.
-Who do we notwantto heIp us?|-White peopIe.
ZEUS: Get on out of here.|Go to schooI.
OLDER BOY: UncIe,|you better come Iook atthis.
BOY: There's a white man|standing in the street.
ZEUS: I've seen one.
Not Iike this.
DiaI 911. TeII the poIice|to get up here quick.
Somebody's aboutto get kiIIed.
And getyour butts to schooI,|you hear?
ZEUS: AII right.
YOUNG MAN:|Man,you best back off, man.
JOHN: Good morning.
You having a nice day, sir?|YoufeeIing aII right?
Notto gettoo personaI...
but a white man|standing in HarIem...
wearing a sign that says,|''I hate niggers...''
has either got|serious personaI issues...
or not aII his dogs are barking.
Hey, I'm taIking to you!
You got about 10 seconds|before those guys see you...
and when they do,they wiII|kiII you. You understand?
You are aboutto have|a very bad day.
Yeah,teII me about it.
It's a poIice matter.|Foryour safety--
You damn right|it's a poIice matter.
I suggestyou hide your butt in|my shoptiII the poIice arrive.
YOUNG MAN: Whatthefuck?!
-Listen, I'm a cop on a case.|-What?
Somebody bIew up|BonwitTeIIer's.
-You hear aboutthat?|-Yeah.
The asshoIe responsibIe|said I gotta do this...
or he's gonna bIow up|something eIse.
ZEUS: Shit, shit, shit.
JOHN: I got a gun.|Get across the street.
ZEUS: Start acting crazy,|Iike Looney Toons...
YOUNG MAN:|Hey, Zeus. This yourfriend?
ZEUS: He Iook Iike|afriend of mine?
I thinkthe dude just escaped|from some hospitaI...
you know, Iike BeIIevue?
JOHN: I am the...
voice of my own God.
And my God...
I toId the Iibrarian|I had a bad headache...
but she didn't beIieve me.
I reaIIy do have|a bad headache...
I have a very bad headache!|My head doesn't--
You've made a very bad mistake.
Boo-ya his ass.
Ha ha ha! Ha ha!
Cutthat shit off.
Nature boy here hates niggers.|What are we gonna do aboutthat?
ZEUS:|HoId up, hoId up, hoId up!
-Back! Back up!|-Hey, Zeus is trippin'.
Backthefuck up! Now!
[Young men shouting]
Come on, man, get up.
Get out of here!
Stopthe cab--|stopthe goddamn cab!
CABBY: Don't shoot me!
Get up! Come on, get up!
Back off. I mean it!
I don'twantto, but I wiII.|You know I wiII.
JOHN: Go, go!|Getthefuck out of here!
ZEUS: Drive! Drive!
[BottIes smashing on cab]
ZEUS:|Don't stop. Just keep driving.
Run the red Iight!
CABBY: Here, man.|That's aII I got.
ZEUS: Putthat money away.|No one's robbing you.
JOHN: Just run aII the Iights.|Drive.
CABBY: You got it, boss.
-Oh, man. Damn!|-That cut deep?
-How the heII wouId I know?|-Just keep pressure on it.
-John McCIane. I owe you.|-Damn rightyou do!
ZEUS: Know whatthey're doing|to my shop now?
JOHN: ChiII out,Jesus.
ZEUS: ChiII out? You trying|to reIate to me? TaIkwhite.
JOHN: Jesus, I'm sorry--
Why you keep caIIing me Jesus?|I Iook Puerto Rican?
JOHN: Guy backthere|caIIed you Jesus.
ZEUS: NotJesus.|He said, ''Hey, Zeus.''
My name is Zeus.
ZEUS: As infather of ApoIIo,|Mount OIympus...
You got a probIem with that?
No. I don't have a probIem|with that.
Downtown. PoIice pIaza.
ZEUS:|Oh, ho. That's just great.
LAMBERT: Record of aII coIIars|recentIy reIeased...
and anybody eIse|he might've Iooked at sideways.
FRED: Textbook megaIomania.
It's a pathoIogicaI state...
in whichfantasies of controI|or omnipotence predominate.
He wants controI over him--
over his actions, his thoughts--|even his emotions.
Sounds Iike a secret admirer,|John.
Yeah.|Maybe he'II send mefIowers.
LAMBERT: Everybody knows|you Iike pansies.
FRED: Notthat kind of emotion.|This guy is ugIy.
WALTER: How is that?
WOMAN: Nothing wrong with him|a showerwouIdn't cure.
Beer's normaIIy|taken internaIIy,John.
Just give me some aspirins,|wiII you?
WOMAN: OK. HoId this here.
WALTER: This is Fred SchiIIer,|John, and he's a--
JOHN:|A shrink. Yeah, I got it.
FRED: Yes. We're deaIing with|a megaIomaniacaI personaIity...
with possibIe|paranoid schizophrenic--
Let's skip|to where you expIain...
whatthefuckthis has|to do with me.
I don't know...
butwhat I do know is it|specificaIIy has to do with you.
This guy wants to pound you|untiI you crumbIe.
He wants you to dance|to his tune,then--
JOHN:|Put on a dress andfuck me?
I was going to say kiII you.
He's sitting on|an awfuI Iot of rage...
and it couId be manifested|physicaIIy if he's stressed.
WALTER: Somebody he arrested,|somebody he pissed off?
That couId be|one heII of a Iong Iist.
FRED: These peopIe don't Iike|to work anonymousIy.
They wantyou to know|who's doing it.
This name Simon probabIy|isn't an aIias.
It's probabIy Simon|or some variation.
LAMBERT: ''Simon, Robert E.|Busted in '86.
''Extortion. Kidnapping.|10 to 15.
''Did seven years|for good behavior.
''ReIeased on a state|workfurIough two months ago.''
Thanks, Rick. Bob Simons|was a bankrupt businessman...
who kidnapped|his partner's daughter.
He's afuckup, not a psycho.|The guy we want is nuts.
A nutwho knows|a Iot about bombs.
Wefound this in a pIayground.
ProfessionaI. Very cooI stuff.
WALTER: Thinkyou shouId|sIam it around, CharIie?
CHARLIE: It's unmixed.|You can't hurt it.
This stuff is cutting edge.|It's a binary Iiquid.
CHARLIE: Like epoxy.
Either one by itself...
CHARLIE: ...you got nothing.
But mix them...
CharIie,you're gonna be wearing|that chair upyour ass!
Christ aImighty, CharIie!
Like I said,very cooI stuff.
With a package Iike this|you get a warning.
The bomb has to arm itself.
You'II see the red Iiquid pump|into the cIear...
before it detonates.
JOHN: How Iong before?
CHARLIE:|Ten seconds,two minutes.
CouId be anything.
But once it's mixed...
be somewhere eIse.
WALTER: This stuff|has gotto be pretty rare.
Find out if any of it|is missing somepIace.
LAMBERT: Livermore Labs--|Theft overthe weekend.
Got enough|to make another one,Joe?
About 2,000 pounds.
CHARLIE: The detonating|mechanism can be anything--
You couId use a beeper|and phone it in.
WOMAN: Inspector! It's him.
CHARLIE:|Bomb has a doubIe-feedback Ioop.
A nasty IittIe trick|used in Lebanon.
WALTER: CharIie. CharIie!
Wantto startthe trace?
SIMON: He wore the board...
waIked the street,|and survived...
Where are my pigeons now?
SIMON: I had two pigeons,|bright and gay...
fIyfrom me the other day.
Why was itthey did go?
You cannotteII.|You do not know.
WALTER: You mean McCIane?
SIMON: No. I mean Santa CIaus.
JOHN: Yeah, I'm here.
SIMON: Ah. There after aII.
RICKY: Come on.|We need you in the other room.
Let's go. Come on.
WOMAN: They need you. Go.
JOHN: Yeah, he's here,too.
SIMON: May I speakwith him?
SIMON: Is the ebony Samaritan|there now?
ZEUS:|You got a probIem with ebony?
SIMON: No. My onIy probIem is|that I wentto some troubIe...
preparing that gamefor McCIane.
You interfered|with a weII-Iaid pIan.
ZEUS: You can stick|yourweII-Iaid pIan...
WALTER: Thatwas not smart.
There are Iives at stake here.
RICKY:|Not enough time, Inspector.
You better hope he caIIs back.
FRED: He wiII.
Ricky,teII those peopIe|to shutthe heII up outthere!
RICKY: Keep it down here!
He wasn't speaking|for aII of us.
SIMON: Thatwas unpIeasant.|Don't Iet it happen again.
So what's your name, boy?
ZEUS: Don't caII me boy.
SIMON: I'm sorry.|Itwas a poor attempt at humor.
I was going to send you home|with a chiding...
but now I think--
RICKY: We got him.
It's a pay phone...in OsIo.
-They say it's Mexico.|-Norway?
Now they're saying|it's Juarez, Mexico.
KOWALSKI: Forget it.|He's scrambIing upthe system.
They don't know where he is.
SIMON: Havingfun|with the phone company, are we?
Simon says McCIane|and the Samaritan...
wiII go to the subway station|at 72nd and Broadway.
I'II caII you in 15 minutes...
on the pay phone|outside the station.
FaiIure to answer|wiII constitute noncompIiance.
Do you understand me,John?
JOHN: Oh,yes, I understand.
I understand|you're afucking wacko...
who Iikes to pIay kid's games.
JOHN: Then who are you,|somebody I sent up?
What did you do--
SIMON:|You c-c-couIdn't catch me...
if I stoIe your ch-chair|with you in it.
My ch-ch-chairwith me in it?
Let me askyou a question,|bonehead--
why are you trying|to k-k-k-kiII me?
SIMON:|John,John, caIm yourself.
JOHN:|Why don'tyou come down here...
and we'IIfigure this out|Iike men?
SIMON: lf kiIIing you was aII|I wanted,you'd be dead now.
Simon,this is Inspector Cobb.
I can appreciate|yourfeeIingsfor McCIane...
but beIieve me,|the jerk isn'tworth it.
He stepped on so many toes|in this department...
next month|he'II be a security guard.
His wife wants nothing|to do with him...
and he's two steps shy|of becoming an aIcohoIic.
JOHN: One step, one step.
Now, Iisten to me.
You sound Iike a reaI smart guy.
What is ityou want?
SIMON:|Are you taIking about money?
McCIane is a toiIet bug.
justtoforget him|and Iive happiIy ever after?
SIMON: Money is shitto me.
I wouId not give up McCIane...
for aII the goId|in your Fort Knox.
72nd Street subway, pay phone,|15 minutes.
McCIane and the Samaritan.
lf you're competent|in the Ieast...
you'vefound the briefcase...
so you know what I mean|by penaIty.
JOHN: I wantto thankyou|forthatvote of confidence.
WALTER:|I thought itwas worth a try.
This guy's a raving maniac.
FRED:|He couIdn't be any cIearer.
He gave you cIues|to his identity...
he spoke German...
he caIIed it ''your'' Fort Knox...
and he stammered|when McCIane pushed him.
WALTER: You beIieve|this guy reaIIy can't be bought?
The very mention of money|onIy enraged himfurther.
WALTER: It's your shieId.
JOHN:|You asking me to be a cop again?
WALTER: Ricky, get him his gun.
JOHN: You didn't|answer my question.
You didn't answer|my question,WaIter.
Are you done, Lieutenant?
WALTER: You two better Ieave|to getto 72nd Street on time.
Joe,they go with backup.
You got it.
Whoa,whoa,whoa.|I'm not going anywhere.
WALTER:|Simon says you gotto go.
I'm notjumping through hoops|for some psycho.
That's a white man|with white probIems.
CaII me when he crosses|110th Street.
Why'd you save my ass?
ZEUS: I didn't.
I stopped a white cop|from getting kiIIed in HarIem.
One white cop|gets kiIIed today...
tomorrow we got|1,000 white cops...
aII of them with itchy|triggerfingers, got it?
Get him back.
Where'd youfind that bomb?
JOHN:|Yo. Yo, partner. Wait up.
ZEUS: Hey, hey,|I ain'tyour partner...
your neighbor,your brother,|oryourfriend.
I'm yourtotaI stranger.
JOHN: OK, stranger.
You know where that park is at|115th Street and St. NichoIas?
Yeah. That's in HarIem.
Where do you think|wefound that bomb?
Listen,this guy doesn't care|about skin coIor...
even if you do.
ZEUS: What am I doing?
JOHN: Cheer up.|Things couId be worse.
I was working|on a nicefat suspension...
smoking cigarettes,|and watching Captain Kangaroo.
KOWALSKI: They're atthe phone,|butthere's a probIem.
WALTER: How big a probIem?
LAMBERT: Oh, about300 pounds.
JOHN: Excuse me, ma'am.
We need this phone|for officiaI poIice business.
Honey, I'm a cop.|I need the phone.
ZEUS: Get off the damn phone.|PoIice business.
WOMAN: WeII, I never!
ZEUS: I can get used to this.
JOHN:|Find a phone across the street.
I'm the onIy one here|on officiaI poIice business.
Don't do that shit again.
ZEUS: Let's get something eIse|straight--
you need me|more than I need you.
You don't Iike the way|I do things? I quit.
AII right, I need you.
I need you more|than you need me.
SIMON: Birds of afeather|fIocktogether.
So do pigs and swine.
Rats and mice|have their chance...
as wiII I have mine.
JOHN: Nice. Rhymes.
SIMON: Why was the phone busy?|Who were you caIIing?
JOHN: The psychic hot Iine.
SIMON: I'd advise you|to take this more seriousIy.
JOHN: It's a pubIic phone.|What shouId I say?
SIMON: SimpIy say there was|afatwoman on it...
and ittook a minute|to get her off.
Now,John,there's a significant|amount of expIosive...
in the trash receptacIe|nextto you.
Try to run,|and it goes off now.
JOHN:|I got a hundred peopIe out here.
SIMON: That's the point.
Now, do I have your attention?
As I was going to St. Ives,|I met a man with seven wives.
Every wife had seven sacks.|Every sack had seven cats.
Every cat had seven kittens.
Kittens, cats, sacks, and wives.
How many were going to St. Ives?
My phone number is 555--
JOHN: I didn't getthat!|Say it again!
SIMON: Not a chance.
My phone number is 555|and the answer.
CaII me in 30 seconds or die.
JOHN: Seven guys|with seven wives--
ZEUS: Shut up, McCIane.
JOHN:|Seven guys with seven wives--
ZEUS: He said seven wives|with seven sacks.
Seven times seven is 49.|TeII me the rest.
JOHN:|A sackwith--seven sacks--
-Weren'tyou Iistening?|-What's wrong with you?
JOHN:|A bad hangover,for one!
AII right.|Seven wives times seven--49...
with seven cats--|Seven times 49 is 343, right?
-Asking me orteIIing me?|-I'm teIIing you.
Three-forty-three|times seven is...
Two thousand,|four hundred and one.
-That's whatyou got right?|-Yeah.
JOHN: Is that it? 2401?
ZEUS:|That's it. DiaI 555-2401.
No,wait,wait! It's a trick.
Iforgot aboutthe man.
Fuckthe man!|We got 10 seconds!
ZEUS: He said how many|were going to St. Ives.
The riddIe begins,|''As I was going to St. Ives.''
The wives aren't going anywhere.
JOHN: What are they doing?
ZEUS:|How the heII shouId I know?
JOHN: Who's going to St. Ives?
ZEUS: Justthe guy.
Just one guy?
-The answer's one.|-How do you diaI one?
JOHN: Zero-zero-one.|Just one guy's going.
-HeIIo,John.|-Piece of cake.
Give us something|harder nexttime.
SIMON:|Butyou're 10 seconds Iate.
JOHN: No! The answer is one!
There's a bomb|in the trash can!
Get down! There's a bomb!
MAN: WeIcome to New York.
MAN: Yeah. Get up. Come on.
Come on. Let's go.
SIMON: Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
SIMON: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
SIMON: I didn't say Simon says.
The numberthree train|is arriving now.
I Ieft something provocative|on thattrain,John.
Simon says|getto the pay phone...
nextto the news kiosk in|WaII Street station by 10:20...
orthe numberthree train|and its passengers vaporize.
Use any means of traveI|otherthan civiIian...
I bIow the train.
Attemptto evacuate,|I bIow the train.
I caII you in 30 minutes.|Be there.
ZEUS: Ninety bIocks in|30 minutes in New Yorktraffic?
It couId be doubIe that.
We don't even have a car!
Hey, hey, sir! I'm a cop.
I'm requisitioning this car|for officiaI poIice business.
Thanks very much. Get in.
ZEUS: Pretty sIick.|I used to drive a cab.
Thefastestway south is--Aah!
CAB DRIVER:|Whatthefuck are you doing?
You were saying?
I was saying,|I used to drive a cab...
and Ninth Avenue|is thefastestway south.
We seem to be going east.
Where the heII are you going?
Ninth Avenue's|the quickestway--
I know what I'm doing.
Not even God knows|whatyou're doing!
They're headed east|on 72nd towards the park.
WaII Street is south!
StopyeIIing. I got a headache.
The bestway south is not Ninth.
It's through the park.
I toId you.|Park Drive's aIways jammed.
I didn't say Park Drive.
I said through the park.
Shit! We Iostthem|in the park headed south.
[Honk honk honk]
MAN: Get out of here!
SECOND MAN:|What are you, cra--
RICKY: I got him, Connie.|He's taking the scenic route.
JOHN: Out of the way!
ZEUS: Get out of there!
ZEUS: Watch it,watch it,|watch it,watch it.
Are you aimingforthese peopIe?
Maybe that mime.
MAN: What's going on here, man?
ZEUS: Tree! Tree!
ZEUS: Rock! Rock! Rock!
How do CathoIics do theirthing?
North, south,west, east.
JOHN: How much time?
Ha! 72nd and Broadway|to CentraI Park South...
in three minutes.
JOHN:|It's gotto be afucking record.
Come on, get out--
ZEUS: Now what?
-We need afire truck.|-What?
LieutenantJohn McCIane, NYPD.|Access number 7479.
CaIIingfrom|a civiIian transmitter.
Get me an emergency dispatcher|right away.
MAN: Dispatch. Go ahead.
I gottwo officers down...
at 14th Street and Ninth Avenue!|Need an ambuIance! Over!
The RooseveIt hospitaI|is two bIocksfrom there.
ZEUS:|SIow thefuck down, McCIane!
Getyourself a bIocker|and headforthe end zone.
lf you'd said WaII Street...
we couId havefoIIowed|him aII the way.
Wrong. South of 14th Street|is St. Luke's hospitaI.
We're halfway there,|with 18 minutes to go.
Fuckthis! Hang on.
JOHN: Hang on!
ZEUS: Get out of here!
JOHN: Take the wheeI!
We shouId be ahead|of thattrain, right?
I'm getting on thattrain.|You getto that phone by 10:20.
I'm gonna getthat bomb.
YoufaiI, I coveryour ass.|IfaiI,you cover my ass.
ZEUS: lf we bothfaiI?
JOHN: Then we're bothfucked.
Go, now! Getto that|phone booth by 10:20!
ZEUS: My Iuckyfucking day.
Shit! Look out, ma'am!
Look out! Look out!
Look out! Get out of the way!
This is a bad idea.
Get out of the way, pIease.
[Truck horn honks]
MAN: One-tweIve WaII Street.
ZEUS: This isn't a taxi.|You don't understand.
MAN: Your Iight's on.|I'II make it simpIe.
One-tweIve WaII Street...
or I'II have|your medaIIion suspended.
What,you don't Iike|white peopIe?
ZEUS: One-tweIve WaII Street.
You got it.
Move your Iegs!|Getyour Iegs out of the way!
WOMAN: Hey! Excuse me.
Excuse me. Watch out.
Excuse me, sir.
Pardon me, pIease. Excuse--
WouId you step out?
I'm a cop.|Step outfor a minute.
Excuse me, pIease.
Can I getthrough here, pIease?
Excuse me, pIease. Pardon me.
Excuse me.|I'm expecting a caII.
I need that phone.
Use the other phone.
I need to use that phone.
MAN: Hey, Iisten, bro,|I was herefirst.
Get awayfrom|the goddamn phone!
OFFICER: Putyour hands up!
I have to answerthat phone.
Shut up and get 'em in the air!
Excuse me! Pardon me!
Watch your back! Watch it!
Ladies and gentIemen,|I'm a New York poIice officer.
I'm going to askyou|to caImIy and quietIy...
start moving towards|the other end of the car.
Go! Watch out!
Watch it! Watch it!
I have to answerthat phone.
Get 'em up!
Look, if you have|to shoot me...
then you go ahead,|and you shoot me!
But I have to answer|this phone!
SIMON: And McCIane?
ZEUS: He's on his way.
Uh, he's a IittIe sIow.|He's out of shape.
SIMON: The ruIes appIied|to both of you.
This is noncompIiance.|Good-bye.
Trust me, guys.
ZEUS: Get out of there!|Get out of there!
Hee hee hee hee.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
MAN: You can see right down|into the subway.
SECOND MAN:|How manyfire trucks?
WOMAN: You guys.
MAN:|How can you seefrom up here?
LAMBERT: Get in there.
Officer,teII those peopIe|to getthe heII back!
We got a shitIoad|of cuts and bruises...
some oId guy's|pacemaker stopped...
and a pregnant girI's|water broke...
and that's aII.
-How you doing,John?|-StiII can't heartoo good.
LAMBERT: It's a miracIe|you're stiII aIive.
JOHN:|Yeah,that's the probIem,Joe.
-What?|-The miracIe part.
What are the odds of us|making it here on time?
That bombwas going off|no matterwhat.
Take this off me.
LAMBERT: What's so speciaI|aboutthis pIace?
I don't know.|Something just doesn't add up.
WOMAN: Lieutenant McCIane?
They're askingforyou|and Mr. Carver.
John,this is Andy Cross|with the FBI.
BiII Jarvis. He's, uh--
JARVIS:|I'm, uh,with another agency.
It's good to meetyou.
WALTER:|This is Lieutenant McCIane.
This is Mr. Carver.
CROSS: We got a coupIe|of questions. First...
do you recognize this guy?
CROSS: How aboutthis one?
CROSS: How aboutyou?
Did you recognize the voice|on the phone?
CROSS: Did you, uh...|notice any carsfoIIowing you?
JARVIS:|AnybodyfoIIowing you at aII?
Any surveiIIance--teIephone,|house, anything unusuaI?
WeII, now thatyou mention it...
I have experienced a burning|sensation between my toes.
I thought itwas|athIete'sfoot or something.
We read yourjacket, Lieutenant.
We were toId|you wouId be cooperative.
Cooperate with what?
We're wasting time here.
WALTER:|You wantto share information...
how about sending|a IittIe ourway?
CROSS: We wantto hear|what he knowsfirst.
We wantto hear|what he knowsfirst.
JOHN:|I know as much as you know.
There's a guy outthere|setting off bombs.
He caIIs himself Simon.
He speaks|with a German accent.
Andfor some reason,|he's very angry with me.
And maybe you can|teII me why, huh?
Thefirst man there|is Mathias Targo.
Thefirst man there|is Mathias Targo.
Was Hungarian Army,|expIosives expert.
Now we beIieve he's working|forthe Iranians.
JARVIS: FreeIance terrorism,|by contract.
JOHN: Who's the girI?
CROSS: Targo's other half.
Rumor is the IsraeIis sIipped|a bomb in between their sheets.
He wasn't at home,|butthey thinkthey got her.
JARVIS: The second man|was an obscure coIoneI...
in the East German Army.
Ran an infiItration unit...
the thing the Nazis did|atthe BattIe of the BuIge--
JOHN: I saw the movie.
JARVIS: AII we know of him|is the GDR medicaI records...
show he suffersfrom migraines.
His name is Peter...Krieg.
JOHN:|That's an exceptionaI report.
What does this|have to do with me?
MAN: The name Gruber mean|anything to you, Lieutenant?
It rings a beII,yeah.
Thatthing in the buiIding|in L.A.
was born Simon Peter...
He's Hans Gruber's brother.
CROSS:|Yeah. It's thatthing in L.A.
Wefigure he's gotyoufitted up|for a toe tag...
and he's going to do anything|to get ittied.
Inspector, it's him.
JARVIS:|Don't Iet him know we're here.
Now,whofrom the FBI|is in the van?
Let's see,|aImost certainIy Cross.
Come on,Andrew, say heIIo.
SIMON: I know you never|run aIone, so say heIIo, BiII.
StiII trying to butch up|by chewing on your gIasses?
Ha ha ha ha.
This, gentIemen, as they say|is where the pIotthickens.
I have put 2,400 pounds|of expIosives...
in one of the 1,446 schooIs|in greater New York.
It isfitted with a timer|setto expIode at exactIy 3 p.m.
Your siIence|says I'm understood.
WALTER:|Did you say 2,400 pounds?
SIMON: Yes, but pIease|don't interrupt again.
Simon says, if you attempt|to evacuate schooIs...
the bombwiII be detonated|by radio.
GentIemen,|someone wiII be watching.
Repeat--one schooI|wiII be dismissed at3 p.m.
-PermanentIy, unIess--|-UnIess what?
SIMON: UnIess John McCIane|and his new bestfriend...
compIete the tasks I setthem.
John, are you Iistening?
SIMON: Pay phone beyond Hope.|Tompkins Square Park.
Twenty minutes.|Go byfoot. No rush.
lf you're reaIIy cIever...
you'II Iearn the bomb's Iocation|and the code to disarm it.
By the way, gentIemen...
we got something of a bargain|on radio detonators.
The onIy probIem is...
the darn things respond|to poIice and FBIfrequencies.
lf I were you,|I'd keep off your radios.
Twenty-four hundred pounds|of that Iiquid stuff. My God!
Get me the commissioner.
WOMAN:|He's doing a press conference.
He'II be here in 30 minutes.
WALTER: Get every senior|officer on the site right away.
Don't give me|any jurisdictionaI nonsense.
CROSS: I gottwo kids in schooI|on 64th Street.
How can I heIp?
How many men you got?
Seventy-five.|I push the panic button...
I can get 500.
JARVIS: Between now and then...
WALTER: We're going to have|to do this aII by ourseIves.
Tompkins Square Park|is more than two miIes away.
No radios. Take my teIephone.
You get anything,|caII me through the switchboard.
JOHN: Thanks. Find that bomb.
WALTER: Ricky,where are they?
RICKY: Right over here.|The senior man is Chief AIIen.
-Chief of what?|-Transit.
WALTER: Thanks, Ricky.
GentIemen,|we have a decision to make.
Chief AIIen,|the man who's done this...
has toId us he's pIanted|a very Iarge bomb...
in a New York schooI.
He's toId us|we cannot evacuate...
but he has not said|we cannot search.
I recommend we get everybody,|and I mean everybody--
even the goddamn Iibrarians--
and we start|searching schooIs...
and I mean right now.
I'm taIking about|a thousand buiIdings...
and we have three hours|and 15 minutes to do it.
I'd Iike to keepthe media|out of this...
because if they get in,|we've got a panic.
Are we in agreement?
MAN:|Come on, guys, Iet's go!
They bought it.
You can begin.
OFFICER: You heard the man.|Let's go, Iet's go.
Go. Let's go.
OFFICER: OK. HoId on.
WOMAN:|DarIene, honey, it's me.
[Chattering|and phones ringing]
Infive minutes,|the voIume in caIIs has tripIed.
Whatthe heII's going on?
TURLEY: Stop. Let me expIain.
Forthe rest of the day...
we're handIing|the department's communications.
WANDA:|What do you mean, handIe?
TURLEY: They're shutting down|the poIice band.
AII caIIs wiII come through|this switchboard.
And I'm going to marry|DonaId Trump.
PAMELA:|WaIsh,what's going on?
Why did everybody|tear out of here?
RICKY:|PameIa, Iook atyourwatch.
It's coming up on shift change.
The bean counters|are worried about overtime.
Everybody wentto punch out.
The next shift|wiII be here soon.
PAMELA:|You are sofuII of shit,WaIsh!
[Truck engines roaring]
RICKY: Whatthe heII?
Hey. Whoa. Whoa.
City Engineer's office.
We're getting an idea|of the damage.
Man,you guys|reaIIy got herefast.
It's WaII Street, sir.
A Iot of money here.
A Iot of opinion-makers...
the mayor doesn'twant|to piss off.
Is this it?
I'd appreciate it...
if you'd show my associates|the way.
Yeah. Yeah. Sure.
Murphy, come on. You,too.
Come on, gentIemen. Let's go.
RICKY:|You were atWorId Trade's.
You know whatthat mess was.
PIease inform Mr. LittIe|that Mr. VanderfIoog is here.
GUARD: Mr. VanderfIoog.
There's a Mr. VanderfIoog|for Mr. LittIe.
Go down 20 meters.
MAN: A Iot of steam.
RICKY:|We snapped some steam pipes.
It's Iike a sauna.
The subway guys|shut down the third raiI.
MAN: Emergency Iighting?
RICKY: Emergency Iights,|and there's some--
MAN: No shooting!
-Speak EngIish!|-Otto doesn't speak EngIish.
Do you, Otto?
Where did we getthis guy?
One of Targo's thugs.
Go aII the way up.
AII the way.
ZEUS: So what's upwith|this L.A. thing?
Youfamous or something?
JOHN: For aboutfive minutes.
ZEUS: Don'tteII me.|Rodney King, right?
JOHN: You know this guy Simon?
I threw his IittIe brother...
off the 32ndfIoor|of Nakatomi Towers out in L.A.
I guess he's pissed off.
Wait. I'm in this shit|'cause some white cop...
threw some white asshoIe's|brother off a roof?
Mr. VanderfIoog. FeIix LittIe,|corporate reIations.
Sorry you had to wait...
butthere was|a subway expIosion.
It's pIayed heII|with our aIarms.
VANDERFLOOG:|I trustthere's nothing wrong?
LITTLE: No. Good Lord, no.
Safe and secure.
You were concerned|about a currency exchange.
We are not|a commerciaI bank...
in the normaI sense.
We're...we're primariIy, uh...|governments, centraI banks...
that sort of thing.
Apartfrom the depository,|of course.
VANDERFLOOG: Of course.
LITTLE: And you are in|thefIower business?
Back! Back! Come on!
LITTLE:|Oh, no, Mr. VanderfIoog.
That's the vauIt eIevator.
Our aIarms|are sonic and seismic.
They don't reactweII|to expIosions.
This subway business|has knocked out aII our systems.
Infact,we gave up|and puIIed the pIug.
The repair peopIe|are downstairs now.
VANDERFLOOG: Good Lord.
Heavens to Betsy!|lf anyone knew.
Ha ha ha.
But...I thought|this was a currency exchange.
Oh, I thinkwe go straight|to the withdrawaI.
Hey, Captain,|come and take a Iook atthis.
Something's going on.
MAN:|You thinkyou canfix that?
SECOND MAN: Just a minute now.
OK. I'II be right back.
GUARD: Stay back!
Come on. Come on!
MAN: Front desk.
GUARD: Getyour ass down here!|I'm under attack!
MAN: ReIax.|Maybe you'II Iive through this.
I think he's dead, my dear.
AII right.|Let's see to the office workers.
MAN: Being done, Herr Oberst.
SIMON: And the square?
MAN:|Perimeter secure, Herr Oberst.
SIMON: One hundred|andforty biIIion doIIars!
Ten times what's in Kentucky!
Fort Knox. Hah!
SIMON:|John,you're out of shape.
You bareIy made it.
JOHN: We'II bareIy make it.
What do you want us to do?
SIMON: What hasfour Iegs|and is aIways ready to traveI?
ZEUS: What did he say?
What hasfour Iegs|and is aIways ready to traveI?
ZEUS: Don'tyou have kids?
That's an eIephantjoke.
That a bomb?
JOHN:|Yeah. Go ahead and grab it.
ZEUS: No. You're the cop.
JOHN: You're supposed|to be heIping.
ZEUS: I'm heIping.
JOHN:|When you going to start heIping?
ZEUS: Afteryou getthe bomb.
JOHN: I'm being carefuI.
ZEUS: Don't open it.
JOHN: What? I gotto open it.
It's going to be aII right.
ZEUS: Shit!|I toId you notto open it!
SIMON:|I trustyou see the message.
It has a proximity circuit,|so pIease don't run.
JOHN: We're not going to run.
How do we turn this off?
SIMON:|On thefountain are two jugs.
Do you see them?
Afive gaIIon|and a three gaIIon.
FiII one jug with exactIy|four gaIIons of water.
PIace it on the scaIe,|and the timerwiII stop.
You must be precise.
One ounce or more or Iess|wiII resuIt in detonation.
lf you're stiII aIive|infive minutes--
JOHN: Wait a second!
I don't get it. Do you get it?
ObviousIy,we can't|fiII the three-gaIIon jug...
withfour gaIIons, right?
I know. Here we go.
WefiII the three-gaIIon jug|exactIy to the top, right?
We pourthatthree gaIIons|into thefive-gaIIon jug...
giving us three gaIIons|in thefive-gaIIon jug.
ZEUS: Then what?
We take the three-gaIIon jug,|fiII it a third--
He said be precise.|ExactIyfour gaIIons.
JOHN: Every cop's running|his ass off...
and I'm pIaying kid's games|in the park.
Hey! You wanttofocus|on the probIem at hand?
JOHN: You said, don't say|anything if you don't know!
Give me thefucking jug!|We're starting over!
ZEUS: We can't start over!
JOHN: I'II put myfoot|upyour ass,you dumb mother--
Say it! Say it!
You were going|to caII me a nigger.
-No, I wasn't!|-Yes,you were!
JOHN:|AsshoIe! How's that? AsshoIe!
You got somefucking probIem|because I'm white?
Have I oppressed you?
Have I oppressed your peopIe|somehow?
You don't Iike me|'cause you're a racist!
You don't Iike me|'cause I'm white!
I don't Iike you because you're|going to get me kiIIed!
Shit!|We got Iess than a minute.
Throw this thing away.
JOHN:|We can't! It'II detonate!
Wait a second! Wait a second!
I got it!
ExactIy two gaIIons in here,|right?
Leaving one gaIIon|of empty space.
JOHN: AfuIIfive gaIIons|here, right?
Pour one gaIIon out of|five gaIIons into there...
we have exactIy...4 gaIIons!
Don't spiII--|don't spiII it.
Good. Good.|We gotfour gaIIons.
You did it, McCIane!
JOHN: Get it down there!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
CongratuIations.|You're stiII aIive.
-CongratuIations.|-Yeah,we did it.
SIMON:|You surprise me again,John.
This is becoming an ugIy habit.
I don't have the time|right now, Simon.
A deaI's a deaI.|Where's the schooI bomb?
On the contrary,|you have Iots of time.
two hours and 47 minutes|preciseIy.
PIenty of time to test|those wits of yours.
Listen,jerk-off,|I got a badfucking hangover!
Now,where is the schooI bomb?
The road to truth|has many turns.
You'IIfind an enveIope|underthe rim of thefountain.
When you undertake|the trip it suggests...
askyourself this question:
What is 21 out of 42?
TARGO: We're behind.
We shouId abandon|the rest and go.
ReIax,Targo.|There's not a copfor 20 bIocks.
He's sending us|to the home team dugout...
ZEUS: We supposed tofind|something there?
JOHN: What's 21 out of 42?
ZEUS: Twenty-one again.|Half of 42. 42 what?
JOHN: How many pIayers|on the Yankees baII cIub?
JOHN:|What eIse is 21? BIackjack.
ZEUS: It's a cIub.
It's a wiId goose chase|is what it is.
Where's the nearest ''A'' train?
Some kid mightfind that.
JOHN: You're right.
MAN: Come back here...
you IittIe sons of bitches!
Hey,you! I rememberyou!
YOUNG MAN: Ha ha.
JOHN: Hey,where you going?
What are you doing?
BOY: Let me go, dickhead!
JOHN: Watch your mouth.
You going to JuveniIe HaII|for a Butterfinger?
BOY: Look around.|AII the cops are into something.
It's Christmas!|You couId steaI City HaII!
JOHN: Come on.
BOY: My bike.
That's my bike!
ZEUS:|Hey! Hey! Where you going?
Yankee Stadium's thatway!
BOY: You asshoIe!
Why don'tyou run over|everybody in the street?
ZEUS:|Whatthefuck are we doing here?
JOHN: What is itthat|WaII Street doesn't have?
ZEUS:|You're taIking in riddIes.
JOHN: What is itthat|WaII Street doesn't have?
And what do they have|a shitIoad of?
I'II be back in a minute.
What am I supposed to do|with this?
Give itto those guys|overthere.
Perhaps you couId be|more specific.
McCIane is here.
He's waIking toward the bank.
The bIack man|is coming toward me.
And afterwe've gone to aII|thattroubIe atthe stadium.
TARGO: Simon, kiII him.
Stoptoying with him|and kiII him now.
SIMON: OK. So be it.
May he rest in peace.
I'II inform KarI in the Iobby.
Pack upyourteam and get out.
And this one?
I'm going to need an answer|on that issue.
Let him go.
Understood. Yes, sir?
John McCIane says|to give you this.
Jesus, don't open it.|It's a bomb.
Oh, I see.
We'd better move now.
We reaIIy appreciate it.
ZEUS: Hey,y'aII Ieaving|this pIace unguarded?
JOHN: How you doing?
KARL: AII right.
John McCIane, NYPD.
Are you aII right?
What can I doforyou,|Lieutenant?
JOHN: It's been quiet|aII morning here?
JOHN: Exceptforthat expIosion|a coupIe of hours ago.
Seen anything strange|happen in the Iast hour?
No. We've had cops|in here pretty steady...
since the subway thing.
We were going to make a round|on the vauItfIoor...
if you wantto tag aIong.
JOHN: Sure. Think I wiII.
KARL:|What do you think of this heat?
JOHN: Indian summer, huh?
KARL: FeeIs Iike it's going to|rain Iike dogs and cats Iater.
Here's one of your guys.
Detective, uh, Otto, isn't it?
JOHN: John McCIane.
KARL: Mike, how you doing?
I keepteIIing myself...
I'm going to take the stairs|justforthe exercise...
but on a hot day Iike this...
it seems I aIways end up|riding the Iift.
Whatwas the Iottery number|Iast night?
You pIay the Iottery? No?
My wife buys me two tickets|every week.
PIays the same two numbers|aII the time.
I say, ''Why don'tyou pIay|a different number?''
She goes,|''Those are my Iucky numbers.''
I gotthe tickets right here--
JOHN:|Putthatfucking gun down!
Put it down now!
Put it down!
Anybody down here?
Freeze! Putyourfucking hands|in the air!
No,John! No! No!
You aImost gave me|a heart attack.
ZEUS: You aII right?
-Huh?|-You aII right?!
JOHN: Yeah. It's not my bIood.
ZEUS: What's going on?
JOHN: Go take a Iook.
ZEUS: Hey, McCIane.
Where the heII is everybody?
JOHN: Simonfucking says!
I shouId've seen it coming|a miIe away.
This was never about revenge.|It's about a goddamn heist.
ZEUS: Whatwas in the room?
ZEUS: What is this?
Oh, shit! Is this goId?
JOHN: Yeah, it's goId.
ZEUS: Damn,this is heavy!
They cIeaned out|a whoIe room of this?
ZEUS:|ThatwouId take a tank or...
JOHN: Or a dumptruck.
Fourteen great big dumptrucks.
ZEUS: We aImost got hit|by a dumptruck.
Damn! SIow down!
JOHN: Putthat shit down.
ZEUS: Nofucking way.
JOHN: They ain't gonna|Ietyou keep it.
ZEUS: We'II see.
JOHN: We'II need a car.
Can you hot-wire this?
Of course I can.|I'm an eIectrician.
OnIy probIem is...
takes toofucking Iong.
JOHN: Not on the bridge!
Down there, McCIane! The FDR!
Let's go! Let's go! Come on!
Aw,too bad.|What's 21 out of 42?
I don't have a cIue.
What aboutYankee stadium?
We'II getthere,|afterwe stop him.
-[Horn honks]|-Jesus Christ!
Who do you thinkyou are, Iady--|HiIIary CIinton?
That's it! CIinton.|The 42nd president.
She'd be the 43rd president.
AII right, aII right,|butwho's the 21st?
-I don't know.|-You don't know?
No! Do you know?
This engine's shit. Step on it!
It's a Yugo.
It's buiItfor economy,|not speed.
Whoa! What are you doing?
Getting us another phone.
Who was the 21st president?
That guy was pissed.
He'IIfeeI betterwhen he Iooks|in the backseat.
Shit,thatwas my goId bar!
This is McCIane.|Get me InspectorWaIter Cobb.
Where the heII are you?
JOHN:|It's not revenge. It's a heist.
There's goId|in the FederaI Reserve.
They took a shitIoad of it.
They're headed north|in dumptrucks.
WALTER: Have you been drinking?
Not since this morning.
There's a Iot of dumptrucks|northbound...
on the FDR at about 70th.
CIose the bridge|and get some heIicopters there.
I couIdn't cIose|a hot dog stand now.
I'm spread aII over.|What aboutthis damn bomb?
It's got something to do|with the 21st president.
Shit. Goddamn ceIIuIar|fucking phones!
WALTER:|Reach Munsen on the Triborough.
TeII him to cIose|aII the bridges north of 59th.
McCIane says|there are dumptrucks...
headed upthe FDR|Ioaded with goId.
KOWALSKI: They don't aIIow|dumptrucks on the FDR!
I won't argue,|no matter how stupid it is.
WALTER:|K-9. Check outthe boiIer room.
Find anything, CharIie?
CHARLIE: I couId spend a week|here with an X-ray machine...
and stiII notfind it.
WALTER:|You've gotfive minutes.
Then we're moving up|to 86th Street.
CHARLIE:|Going asfast as we can.
LAMBERT: What's up?
WALTER: McCIane was mentioning|something...
about|the FederaI Reserve buiIding.
Isn'tthat near|thatWaII Street bomb site?
MAN: How Iong do you want us|to stay here?
TARGO: The men atthe stadium.|Stay or go?
SIMON: KarI shouId've|checked in by now.
Come on, come on.
Stay where you are.|McCIane may stiII turn up.
SIMON: ReIax,Targo.|lf he is stiII aIive...
he won't be taIking to anyone.
It's the nextturnoff.
Hi. It's EIvis Duran.|You're on the air.
SIMON: First, I wantto say|what a great show you got.
I Iisten to you aII the time.
ELVIS:|Thanks. What's on your mind?
SIMON: Those cop cars speeding|around everywhere--
know whatthey're upto?
There's a bomb in a schooI.
My cousin's a cop.
Somebody put a big bomb|in a schooI somewhere.
OnIy they don't know which one.
So they're searching|aII of them.
MAN: Shh! Shh!
SIMON: Every schooI|in the metropoIitan area.
MAN: HoIy shit.
Doris, can you reach my wife?
TurIey! Half the goddamn city|just caIIed 911!
ZEUS: They're gone.
JOHN: Who is this guy--Houdini?
ZEUS: Down there! Down there!
JOHN: This thing got air bags?
Your side does.|I don't know about mi--
In the truck!|Let me see the hands!
Putthem on the door!
DRIVER: Don't kiII me!
Don't shoot me.
JOHN: Truck driver?
DRIVER: No, I'm a beautician.|Of course I'm a truck driver!
Where you taking this truck?
Why you taking this|to the race track?
No,the aqueduct!|The--the water aqueduct!
DRIVER: See? Goesfrom here...
aII the way up|to the CatskiII mountains!
DRIVER: That! The water pipe!|Goesfor about 60 miIes!
DRIVER: That! The water pipe!|Goesfor about 60 miIes!
NYPD! Any dumptrucks come|through here Iastfew minutes?
MAN: I'm writing|thosefucking cIowns up!
They better pay attention|to work orders.
A dozen idiots tore ass|upthe tube.
We're not Ioading there anymore.|We're Ioading over here.
So muchfor bridges|and heIicopters.
Got a map showing|where this tunneI goes?
MAN: Yeah, right here.
We run pretty much|up underthe saw miII...
tiII you get up|to the Coffer Dam.
From there,we've aIready|broughtthe reservoirwater in.
Any way in or out of there?
There's vent shafts|every two miIes.
I mean with a truck.
MAN: Atthe Coffer Dam.|You can get a truck in.
JustfoIIow Saw MiII Parkway.
It's about 20 miIes.
I'II meetyou there.
What am I doing?
You're going up|to Yankee stadium!
Go. We got Iess than two hours!
Hey! Is something wrong?
DRIVER: Four hundred eighty|yards of rock moved sofar.
That's ten times the Hoover Dam.
There's 516feet of rock|above our heads.
This part is phase three|of tunneI three.
PIanning began back in 1954...
but construction didn't begin|tiII June 1970.
Know whatthe most interesting|part of tunneI three is?
JERRY: The vaIves. Each one...
JERRY: ...main departure|from tunneIs one and two.
What a pIace to break down.
JOHN: HoId it.|Let me have your hard hat.
You got a jacket?
JERRY: Yeah,yeah,yeah. Here.
JOHN: Wait here a minute.
MAN: Wait untiI|he gets aIongside the door.
JOHN: Hey! FeIIas!
Mickey O'Brien,|aqueduct security.
We got a report of a guy|coming through...
with eight reindeer.
Yeah,they said|he was a joIIy oIdfat guy...
with a snowy white beard.
Cute red and white suit.
I'm surprised|you didn't see him.
What's with you guys|and these phones?
Give me something.
JERRY:|HoIy shit. Is that guy dead?
JOHN:|Yes,Jerry. I'm afraid he is.
JERRY: Jesus Christ.
JOHN: I wantyou to get ahoId|of a guy named Cobb.
WaIter Cobb. C-O-B-B.
He's head of my poIice unit.
Get him down here.
TeII him you were|with John McCIane.
Ask him who|the 21st presidentwas.
JERRY: ChesterA. Arthur.|1881 to 1885.
Nominated vice president|in 1880.
Did you know he was coIIector|of customs here in New York?
JOHN:|No, I didn't know that,Jerry.
Take care of yourself.
LAMBERT: We gotto reIease|these traffic guys.
WALTER: No. Traffic jams|we can take care of Iater.
What's wrong with this?
Frequencies are jammed.
What about Ricky?
LAMBERT: Can't reach him.|WaIter. FederaI reserve.
LAMBERT: Biggest goId storage|in the worId.
Get a unit back down there.
Find Ricky. Find out|whatthe heII is going on.
KOWALSKI:|WaIter! You gotto hearthis!
WALTER: I thoughtwe|were going in the backway.
KOWALSKI: This is the backway.
In half an hour...
you're going to have a riot|at every schooI in the city.
WALTER: Start at|the topfIoor--20 men perfIoor.
Send 50 to the basementwith us.
What about McCIane?
WOMAN:|Not a word. Just a busy signaI.
CHARLIE: Isn'tthis putting|aII our eggs in one basket?
What if McCIane's wrong?
LAMBERT: WaIter.|This is PrincipaI Martinez.
-Inspector Cobb.|-How do you do, Inspector?
WALTER: PrincipaI, I don'twant|to aIarm your chiIdren.
Move them aII|into the auditorium...
and keepthem caIm.
TARGO: We're coming to the dam.
You can caII the rear guard.
SIMON: Rear guard,|you can cIose up now.
We've reached the dam.|You can come up now.
NiIs,you can cIose in now.
Attention, attention.|NiIs is dead.
I repeat.|NiIs is dead,fuckhead.
So's his paI...
and thosefour guys|from the East German aII-stars--
your boys atthe bank--
they'II be a IittIe Iate.
In the back of the truck|you're driving...
there's $13 biIIion worth|in goId buIIion.
WouId a deaI be out|of the question?
JOHN: I got a deaIforyou.
CrawI out of hiding...
and I'II drive this truck|upyour ass.
TARGO:|I toId you notto toy with him!
SIMON:|Thankyou. That's very heIpfuI.
TARGO: You jeopardized|the mission and the contract.
Ivan. [Speaking German]
HerrVogIe wiII heIp me|reach the ship.
I'm going to put an end to this.
Here! Come here!
We bIow the dam.
SIMON: We drown him.
LAMBERT: Look atthis.
Janitor said this was deIivered|this morning.
Not hooked up.
LAMBERT: Now take a Iook|atthefront.
We driII the hinges.|Get everybody out.
JOHN: Where are you?
ZEUS: Over here!
HeII of a way offIagging|somebody down.
Did you go to Yankee stadium?
Yeah. There's nobody there.
You didn't see nobody?
Nobody wasfoIIowing you?
He's jerking us around.
ZEUS: Come on! Come on!
JOHN: HoIy shit!
Go! Go! Go!
It's not rigged.
WeII, I'd say you couId|caII off your search.
WALTER: Can you stop it?
CHARLIE:|I shouIdn't even touch it.
Who knows what booby traps|this thing's got?
What aboutthe code?
When do we evacuate?
Simon says he sees one kid|Ieave the buiIding--boom.
We can't stand here with|ourthumb up our ass...
waitingforthis thing|to bIow up!
JOHN: Keepyour head down!
HoId it steady!
JOHN: Go! Go!
They're in ourway!
Go around them!
Ifound out|who's the 21st president--
some guy named Arthur.
ChesterA. Arthur|eIementary schooI?
JOHN: That's it.
[Singing]|...gentIy down the stream.
MerriIy, merriIy,|merriIy, merriIy.
Life is but a dream.
MARTINEZ: Hi, kids.
I know you usuaIIy have|assembIy on Fridays...
buttoday is speciaI.
Mr. Lambert here|isfrom thefire department.
Today he wants us to practice|a brand-newfire driII.
I wantyou to divide in half.
Half of you go over here|and Iine up againstthe waII.
The other half go|in this direction.
Do itvery quietIy|and very quickIy.
Everybody up, pIease.
Teachers, pIease heIpthem.
OLDER BOY: Fire driII, my ass.
He ain'tfrom|thefire department.
Maybe it's because of the radio.
You mean,|Iike they're after us?
Tommy squeaIed on us.
OLDER BOY: No, he didn't.
Where you going?
Let me drive!
ZEUS: Go! Go!
JOHN: Goddamn it!
Why didn'tyou teII me before?
Of course he putthe bomb|in that schooI.
Why wouId he do that?
To getyour compIete|attention.
Find thefuse paneI.
JOHN: Where's thefuse paneI?
PuII out|the antiIock-brakesfuse.
ZEUS: Which one is it?
JOHN: Yankthem aII out.
Putyour head down.
Putyour head|fucking down.
Listen to me.
Hang thefuck on, aII right?
You got a TripIe-A card?
MARTINEZ:|Keep moving. Keep moving.
I've gotthe janitors making|a Iast sweep of the buiIding.
WALTER:|Thankyou, Miss Martinez.
AII right.|Three's and nine's are wiId.
JOHN: Stay down. Stay Iow.
ZEUS: Oh, man.
-What are you doing?|-Interrogating him.
ZEUS:|What's he gonna say, ''I'm dead''?
JOHN:|I won't know tiII I ask him.
See if there's aspirin|in that gIove box.
No way. You do it.
The guy in the dumptruck|had 10 quarters.
ExactIy 10 quarters.
Maybe they were making|Iong-distance phone caIIs.
It'sforthe toII on the bridge.
ZEUS: There! There!
Down on the wharf--dumptrucks.
JOHN: They got it Ioaded|on a ship aIready.
How aboutthe Coast Guard?
JOHN:|Take them an hourto get here.
We can jump.
It's 100feet down to the deck.
ZEUS: But notto the crane.
JOHN: The cabIes|wouId cutyou in half.
ZEUS: I can make it.
JOHN: Get down.|Look in the carfor some gIoves.
CHARLIE: Six booby traps...
four dead ends...
[Singing] and a partridge|in a peartree.
LAMBERT:|We're going to have a race.
When I say ''Go,'' run Iike crazy.
FoIIow the poIice officer|and thefireman.
WaIter,we're cutting|this a IittIe thin.
WALTER:|No. We're going to wait.
McCIane stiII may getthe code.
JOHN:|Line me upwith that crane.
JOHN:|This wiII take a miracIe.
ZEUS: You aImost got it.
Yeah! AII right.
JOHN: Where you going?|You in a hurry?
ZEUS:|I'm goingfirstthis time.
OFFICER: We have|the intercom rigged, sir.
KOWALSKI:|WaIter,the kids may befine...
butyou wait much Ionger,|and I'II pee in my pants.
WALTER:|We're going to wait, Connie.
Six more minutes.
ZEUS: Yo. McCIane.
Go, man. Go. Go. Go.
Boy, am I gIad you taIked me|out of jumping.
JOHN: Get hisfeet.
JOHN: I'm gonnafind Simon...
and beatthefucking code|out of him.
Here. Take this.
ZEUS: How's itwork?
JOHN: You don't know|how to shoot a gun?
ZEUS: AII brothers don't know|how to shoot guns.
JOHN: Sue me. Yank back|on that, puII the trigger.
ZEUS: That's it?
JOHN:|Just don't shootyourself.
Hey. Don't be no hero.
Youfind him, come get me.
SIMON:|You have the autopiIot set?
MAN: Yes, sir.
ZEUS: Don'tfucking move.
Give me the goddamn code.
Oh. You meanforthe schooI.
I'm sorry. I can't do that.
You caII in that code|right now...
or I bIow your sick ass|into the nextworId.
lf that's whatyou gotto do...
You've gotto take|the safety catch off.
ZEUS: Ugh! God!
SIMON: See? Thatworks.
He said, ''Don't shoot.''
WALTER: OK, CharIie,we'II|have to go with the evacuation.
We're going to go.
OFFICER:|You heard the man! Let's go!
WALTER: We're going to go.
On my mark...
Go! Go! Go! Go!
LAMBERT: Let's do it.
OK, gang. Let's go!
Go! Go! Go!
Run! Run! Run! Run!
We're going to win!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Let's go! Keep moving!
Yo! Where you going?
What's going on?
I see you aII day, IittIe man...|poIiceman...
and you don't go away.
Yeah, I'm thatfucking|Energizer Bunny.
Where you going now, huh?
TARGO:|Going to arrest me, bunny?
JOHN: I don'tthink|I'm going to arrestyou.
I'm kind of weak.
I knew itwas buIIshit.
There's nobody watching.
Time to get CharIie out.
Give me another30 seconds.
WALTER: Ittakes a minute 15|if you're a kid.
Last I Iooked,you weren't|too Iight on yourfeet.
Oh, my God!
Getthem out of there!
MARTINEZ: The rooms are Iocked.
LAMBERT: Out of my way!
Any one marked ''four.''
What's going on,WaIter?
WALTER: We stiII have kids|in the buiIding.
WALTER: No, CharIie.|Get out of there.
JOHN: Ever see that show|The Addams FamiIy?
They got a motherfucker|on there caIIed Lurch.
You think I'II Ietyou|getto that gun?
Get out of the way!
Where are they,WaIter?
WALTER: StiII in.
LAMBERT: We can jump|to the next buiIding!
LAMBERT: Out of the way.
CHILD: OK. Come on. Come on.
LAMBERT: Getthem up here.
Come on. Come on.
Bridgeport Coast Guard!
Coast Guard, come in.
Come on, kids!
Shit! It's toofar!
No guts, no gIory.
It's a bigfucking white boat.
OPERATOR:|PIease stay on the Iine.
There was never any bomb|in the schooI.
Of course not.
I'm a soIdier, not a monster...
even though|I sometimes workfor monsters.
The reaI bomb is on this ship.
JOHN: Coast Guard.
I was teIIing them|where the boatwas.
Game over, huh?
Not quite over.
Bridgeport Coast Guard...
come in, pIease.
They putyou on hoId?
She toId me to stay on the Iine.
Oh, God, I Iove this country.
You know,|your brotherwas an asshoIe.
SIMON: Ha! He was an asshoIe.|You got his number.
SIMON: Forgive me.
WouId you heIp Mr. McCIane|beIow?
SIMON: CarefuI now.
Now, do you have the communique?
Bridgeport radio.|Come in, pIease, Bridgeport.
WOMAN: Coast Guard.
SIMON: Oh,you're there, dear.
WOMAN: Yes,we're here.
SIMON: Are you abIe|to record a message?
SIMON: Then pIease begin now.
TAPE: This is a communique|from the CRF.
Fortoo Iong,|the West has conspired...
to steaI the weaIth|of the worId...
consigning|the baIance of humanity...
to economic starvation.
Today,we wiII IeveI|the pIayingfieId.
In minutes,the contents of|the FederaI Reserve Bank--
the goId your economies|are buiIt on--
wiII be redistributed|by expIosive...
across the bottom|of the Long IsIand Sound.
lf you are not in gridIock,|come and watch.
You going to bIow it aII up?
SIMON: That's the idea.
Some gentIemen|in the MiddIe East...
thinkthey'II make|Iots of money.
See the men|safeIy off the ship...
and I'II see you on the Iaunch.
ZEUS: What's this gotto do|with kiIIing McCIane?
Life has its IittIe bonuses.
ZEUS: Didn'tyou say you didn't|even Iike your brother?
SIMON: There's a difference|between disIiking him...
and not caring|when some dumb IrishfIatfoot...
drops him out a window.
I didn't even know|that motherfucker.
SIMON: I never invited you|aboard this ship.
ZEUS: No riddIe's going to stop|this motherfucker?
SIMON: No code, no riddIe,|nofancy countdown.
Just one thing I gotto know--
you got any aspirins?
I've had a badfucking headache|aII day Iong.
Must be your Iucky day.
Where is the goId?
He's betrayed us.
The containers|arefiIIed with that...
lf I hadn't saved|yourfucking ass...
I wouIdn't be sitting here about|to bIow upwith $100 biIIion.
You're onIy going|to bIow upwith me.
There's no goId on this boat.
How do you know?
I know thefamiIy.
OnIy thing better|than bIowing up $100 biIIion...
is making peopIe thinkyou did.
WeII,where is it?
He must have switched it|somewhere.
That supposed to make me|feeI better?
No. You're not going to die.
You know some coptrick|about handcuffs to get us out?
Yeah. Use a key.
You know how to pickthis Iock?
Is this some bIack shit again?
Are you afucking Iocksmith|or not?
I need something to do itwith.
How about a spIinter|of that cabIe?
Whatthefuck are you doing?
How's that? That big enough?
Yeah. That mightwork.
I'm going to drop It|in your hand.
Don't dropthis motherfucker.
Get it in the right.
ZEUS: One...two...spit It.
ZEUS: Move your hands.
Damn, McCIane, I was|just starting to Iike you.
Don't. I'm an asshoIe.
What are you taIking about?
I Iied to you.
Remember I said Weissfound|that bomb up in HarIem?
Theyfound it down in Chinatown.
That's Iow evenfor|a white motherfucker Iike you.
I don't know.
Look, itwas the onIy way|to getyou to come with me.
You got a wife?
I'm surprised anybody|couId stay with you...
Iong enough to be married.
She didn't stick around.|We're sort of separated.
Whatthefuck is|sort of separated?
She was in L.A.,|I was in New York...
we had afight on the phone,|she hung up...
I didn't caII her back.
How Iong ago was that?
About a year ago.
Whatthefuck|you Iaughing about?
You threw away your marriage...
because|you were toofucking stupid...
to pick upthe phone?
I betyou bIame yourwife,too.
My wife|is a very stubborn woman.
You better stopfucking Iaughing|and undo these cuffs.
ZEUS: They're aImost...there!
How's thatfor concentration?
Oh, shit! I dropped the thing.
ZEUS: Goddamn it!
JOHN: Where'd it go?
ZEUS: Find it!
JOHN: I don't see it.
ZEUS: Whatthefuck is that?
JOHN: I think I made it mad.
ZEUS: Go, McCIane,|getthefuck out of here.
Goddamn it! Listen to me!
It's hard enough|getting through the day...
withoutyour death|on my conscience.
OK. TooIs.|Checkthe engine room.
There's no time!
ZEUS:|Whatthe heII's it doing now?
JOHN: It's mixing.
Whatthe heII are you doing?
Leanforward, goddamn it!
ZEUS:|Whatthefuck are you doing?
JOHN: Get ready!
Fucking shit! Shit!
JOHN: Come on! Come on!
ZEUS: Fuck! My Ieg. Ow!
JOHN: Get upstairs!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
ZEUS: Oh, shit! Damn it!
JOHN: Let's go! Let's go!
ZEUS: God damn it! Oh!
-Run, damn you!|-I am!
ZEUS: Come on!
JOHN: AII right?|Watch,watch,watch!
Let's go! Down here!
LAMBERT: How's he doing?
ZEUS: I'm shot in the Ieg.|How you think I'm doing?
PARAMEDIC:|He's going to be justfine.
You get Ricky out of there?
You going to be aII right?
JOHN: Got a bad headache.
Thinkthey're mad at me?
WALTER:|I wouIdn'tworry aboutthem.
They'II getto you eventuaIIy.
They're busy|with this saIvage operation.
There's no goId outthere.
WALTER: What do you mean?
JOHN: He took it. He beat me.
WALTER: He beat aII of us.
JOHN:|He wasn't pIaying againstyou.
ZEUS: Fuckthat, McCIane!
You're stiII aIive, aren'tyou?
So, he Iost.
Lambert,|wouId you give him a quarter?
Yeah, it's coIIectfrom John.
Uh, Carmen,justteII them|you'II acceptthe charges.
Son of a bitch had aspirin.
Yeah, it's John.
I'm hanging in there.|HoIIy there?
I'II hoId on.
Zeus, hoId up!
John? Goddamn it!
Yesterday,|we were an army with no country.
we have to decide...
which country we wantto buy!
this is aII due...
to the g-g-g-guIIibiIity...
of the New York|PoIice Department!
MAN: To the poIice department!
SIMON: Leutnant,take over.
LEUTNANT: AII right, Iisten up!
First squad,you muster out|in 30 minutes in the schooI bus!
You'II be the Iacrosse team!
LEUTNANT: And,Jurgen,|you'II be the padre!
Lights! Douse those Iights.
JOHN ON P.A.:|Hey, dickhead...
did I come at a bad time?
Wow! I think she's pissed|atyou, McCIane.
JOHN: He's under us now.|Come back around.
Zeus,what's on your side?
Look Iike roaches|with the Iights coming on.
MAN:|I'II be going to Nova Scotia.
SIMON: You go with the trucks.
I have something personaI|tofinish.
Let's go to work.
ZEUS: That's right!|Run, motherfuckers!
The exterminators are here!
JOHN:|We got a chopper behind us!
Got a gun on board?
What is this?
JOHN: HoId it stiII.|I can't see a thing.
ZEUS: Oh, shit!
PILOT: Oh, shit!
JOHN:|What do you mean, ''Oh, shit''?
PILOT: Hang on. Hang on.|We're going down.
Watch the wire!
Hey,we got smoke!
We gotfucking smoke|and shitfIying on me!
JOHN:|We gotta get out of here!
They'II start shooting|any second.
ZEUS: Oh, shit!|I can't getthe beIt off!
PILOT: Look out!|Here he comes!
ZEUS: Can't get out, McCIane.
JOHN: Get him out of here.
ZEUS: Where you going?
JOHN: I'II get his attention.
This keeps getting better|and better.
I had no idea|Canada couId be this muchfun.
Just give me something|to shoot at.
Come on, hotshot.
Show me that smiIingface.
Say heIIo to your brother.
Get out of here!
Looks Iike|you got his attention.
JOHN: Yeah, Iooks Iike it.
Thinkwe shouId caII|afire truck?
Fuck him. Letthem cook.
I Ieft HoIIy hanging on hoId.
ZEUS: Aw, caII her back.
I don't know.
She's going to be pissed.
She'II get over it.
I don't know, Zeus.
Like I said...
she's a very stubborn woman.
ZEUS: She'd have to be|to stay married to you.
Ha ha ha!
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Destry Rides Again
Devdas (2002) CD1
Devdas (2002) CD2
Devil Probable The
Devil Rides Out The 1968
Devil is a Woman The
Devils Advocate The CD1
Devils Advocate The CD2
Devils Backbone The
Devils Brigade The
Devils Own The
Dial M for Murder 1954
Diamonds Are Forever
Diana Krall Live in Paris
Diarios De Motocicleta
Diary of a Chambermaid
Diary of a Country Priest (1951 Bresson Robert)
Dias de Nietzsche em Turim
Dickie Roberts Former Child Star
Die Another Day (2002) CD1
Die Another Day (2002) CD2
Die Hard 1988 Extended Version CD1
Die Hard 1988 Extended Version CD2
Die Hard With a Vengeance
Die Nibelungen - Die Kriemhilds Rache CD1
Die Nibelungen - Die Kriemhilds Rache CD2
Diez de hollywood Los 1951
Dil Ka Kya Kasoor
Dil Ka Rishta
Dirty Dancing - Havana Nights
Dirty Tiger Crazy Frog 1978
Discovery Air Jaws Sharks of South Africa
Discovery Channel - Raising The Mammoth
Disorderly Orderly The
Django spara per primo
Do The Right Thing CD1
Do The Right Thing CD2
Dobry vojak Svejk
Dodeskaden (Akira Kurosawa)
Dodgeball - A True Underdog Story
Dog Nail Clipper
Dog Soldiers (2002)
Dogs Of War The 1981
Doing Hard Time CD1
Doing Hard Time CD2
Dois Perdidos Numa Noite Suja 2002
Dokument Fanny och Alexander CD1
Dokument Fanny och Alexander CD2
Dolce Vita La 1960 CD1
Dolce Vita La 1960 CD2
Dolores Claiborne (1995)
Don Giovanni CD1
Don Giovanni CD2
Dong (The Hole) 1998
Donggam (2000) - Ditto
Dont Be A Menace To South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood
Dont Bother to Knock
Dont look now
Dont say a word
Door in the Floor The 2004
Doors The CD1
Doors The CD2
Double Vision (Shuang Tong)
Down By Law 1986
Down With Love
Down and Out in Beverly Hills
Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Dracula - Dead and Loving It
Dracula Has Risen From The Grave 1968
Dragon Head CD1
Dragon Head CD2
Dragonheart - Collectors Edition
Dragons Forever (Jackie Chan)
DreamKeeper 2003 CD1
DreamKeeper 2003 CD2
Dream Master The
Dream Of A Warrior (Cheonsamong)
Dreamlife of Angels The
Dressed to Kill 1980
Driving Miss Daisy
Driving miss Wealthy (2004)
Drop Dead Gorgeous 1999
Drowning Mona CD1
Drowning Mona CD2
Drums Along the Mohawk
Drunken Master (Yuen Woo-Ping 1978)
Du rififi chez les hommes (Jules Dassin 1955) CD1
Du rififi chez les hommes (Jules Dassin 1955) CD2
Duck Soup (1933 Marx Brothers)
Dude Wheres My Car
Duel in the Sun CD1
Duel in the Sun CD2
Duel to the Death
Dumb And Dumberer When Harry Met Lloyd 2003
Dumb and Dumber
Dune 2000 - 1 of 3
Dune 2000 - 2 of 3
Dune 2000 - 3 of 3
Dungeons And Dragons
Dunken Monkey 2002
Dust in the Wind (Hsiao-hsien Hou 1986)
Dying td CD1
Dying td CD2
The Dawns Here Are Quiet The CD2