Die Hard 2 (1990) Edit

A bullet has damaged my instruments.

A campaign fought with American money and advisers.

A counterterrorist team.

A fact that the authorities have repressed.

A free lunch or somethin' around here?

A little turkey.

A phone call from a

A plane will be landing at this airport in 58 minutes.

A sitting duck.

A special U.S. Army unit is already here...

A special U.S. Army unit is already here...

According to the Department of Defense, he's been dead for two years.

Activate the I.L.S. landing system, but recalibrate sea level...

After that, those planes low on fuel aren't gonna be circling.

After that, you will be able to receive only.

Ah, the old in laws, huh?

Ah, what the hell. It's Christmas!

Al?

Albertson, take your men around the back.

All right, here we go.

All right, let's clear it out, please.

All right, listen up!

All right. All right.

All right. Change the boards.

All right. Not a word of this leaves this room.

All right. Perfect. Perfect. good to go.

All this was, was some punk stealin' luggage!

All tied in to a nice big antenna array.

All units, I want you to converge on Hangar 11, all sides!

All we have to do is find a way to transmit.

All you did was shove me back here into this cattle car.

Although Esperanza was removed...

Amen to that... Dick.

American adviser in Honduras. Killed in a helicopter accident 5 11 88.

And bingo.

And cut off the two systems that can allow you to land.

And five District of Columbia regulations...

And General Esperanza's plane arrives unmolested...

And go right past this neighborhood.

And here's Sam Coleman reporting live from the site

And I am the big fish that runs it.

And I think I know where.

And I think I know where.

And I'll get you a liner for that coat.

And if this should be my final broadcast

And it costs more than you make in a month.

And keep the plows going between landings...

And lesson one starts with killing policemen?

And none has heard a whisper of this shit you're running!

And now have control of everything except this channel.

And now that I got your sorry ass, I'm gonna trade it for my wife.

And now that the special army commandos have arrived at the airport...

And preparing to take out the terrorists.

And she humiliated me in public.

And the antenna array is is gone.

And the holiday season of peace and love has become a nightmare.

And the I.L.S. for an instrument.

And the importance of its cargo.

And their redundant backups as well.

And there's no doubt that he still has some ardent supporters both here and abroad.

And they better start takin' numbers.

And those bastards who did this will never know!

And unfortunately they may not be the last.

And Washington insiders say it was a phone call that made it happen

And we don't need panic on our hands.

And we expect to lose voice in another minute.

And we will take him down.

And where do we get those big, portable lights borrow them from Batman?

And you can't anticipate one pendejo nfa cop.

And you didn't do it for anything as noble as the people.

And you rocking the boat.

Annex Team, come in. Do you copy?

Another basement. Another elevator.

Any attempt to restore your systems will be met by severe penalties.

Any I.D. on this guy?

Anything else?

Anything you can think of, they'll think of too!

Approach speed, 140.

Approximately two hours ago

Army Special Forces on three sides, closing in fast around the back!

As a result, our nav and approach systems are down...

As commander in chief earlier this year...

As instructed by your cabin attendants.

As soon as we're back on line...

As they run out of fuel, what I want is very important.

Assuming it's not a computer error, what do we assume?

At least they can pull over for food and gas.

At this time, this is the only channel available to us.

Attaboy. We've got you.

Attention all air traffic on this frequency in Dulles area. This is Northeast 140.

Attention all aircraft in Dulles landing pattern.

Attention, Dulles Control Tower.

Attention, Dulles Tower.

Attention, Dulles Tower. Attention.

Attention, Tower. Attention, Dulles Tower.

Barnes, we looked at 12 fucking houses, and we're nowhere.

Barnes, where the hell did you go? Where's McClane?

Barnes!

Because I don't need full fuckin' forensics to tell me...

Because I, Richard Thornberg, just happened to be here...

Been here a lot of years, and I've been right here with it.

Before I have you thrown out of my goddamn airport!

Before the crash and that that may have even contributed to it.

Before we get a parking lot over our heads.

Believe that?

Besides, if I grabbed Esperanza, this would all be over by now.

Between Dulles Tower and the captive aircraft overhead.

Big drug dealer on his way to prison, gunfight at airport...

Blanks!

Body armor for the assault team.

Bon voyage!

Boy, you look really familiar to me.

But at least the truth is not among the hostages...

But closer to home as well...

But he's hurt. He took a round in his shoulder.

But if they got 50 guys, it's a little early to break out the champagne!

But John McClane he's got a little problem.

But just 'cause the TV thinks you're hot shit, that don't make it so.

But Lorenzo's SWAT team is dead...

But no matter how high his spirits...

But the truth is far from normal.

But then they'd just pull that freedom of speech crap on us.

But you gotta downshift them up there, give me time to work.

By going into the lucrative business of cocaine smuggling.

Can I get you another?

Captain, please tell the tower you will proceed as ordered.

Carry out your assignments.

Check out your own fucking plane.

Check.

Christ.

Clear the area! Everybody, now!

Climb to and maintain one zero thousand.

Close up the back. Then we go in.

Code red! Sit rep.

Coleman!

Colonel Stuart, could we have a few words, please?

Colonel, if I may say so, you are some piece of work.

Colonel, you're quite capable of confirming it yourself.

Come on! We got you!

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Let's move it!

Come to papa, scumbag.

Command post will be set up in the airport police station.

Congratulations on your escape, sir.

Connection? Come on, McClane. Just a few words.

Connie's got one. And a map Steal one from weather.

Contact Dulles Tower frequency at the outer marker.

Damn it. I hate it when I'm right.

Damn!

Damn! The outer marker!

Dick, this is nuts. Every station in town has people at the airport...

Dick? We're live, Dick.

Did Mom give you a hard time about borrowing her new car?

Did you pack the radio mikes from the shoot...

Didn't you see it?

Dismissed.

Do not accept any instructions claiming to be from our tower...

Do not attempt to reply on your own frequencies to this broadcast.

Do not, repeat, do not attempt to land any planes.

Do not, repeat...

Do you believe the balls on this son of a bitch?

Don't shoot. That wing is fully fueled.

Don't start believin' your own press, huh?

Don't touch anything. There were trip wires outside. They could have booby trapped

Don't worry about it. It's not your problem.

Don't worry, Mr. Barnes. We'll watch your back.

Don't write it up! Don't write it up! Come on, man.

Don't you mean nauseous?

Dulles Approach, this is Windsor 114. Where the devil have you been?

Dulles Tower to Foxtrot Michael One.

Dulles, this is Windsor 114, inside the outer marker.

Dulles, what's going on? I'm on approach.

Eagle Nest, this is Hatchling.

Eagle Nest. This is Falcon. Mayday!

Eagle Nest. This is Falcon. Mayday.

Eggnog, a fuckin' Christmas tree...

Elvis. Elvis Presley.

Emergency. We are in a code yellow.

Esperanza's down.

Even if we scan their frequency, we can't listen in.

Even the planes wouldn't know the difference.

Even though we can't answer.

Every controller in the coffee shop getting beeped and hauling ass...

Everyone already on approach or inside our pattern...

Everything we need is over by the annex skywalk...

Except maybe Colonel Stuart.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me. I'm gonna be sick.

Excuse me. There's a large number of you from the Justice Department here this evening.

Fat fuck.

Fifty yards.

Fine.

Fine. Done. I accept that. But why in hell can't I get...

Fine. I've got your number.

Fingerprints?

Fire and Rescue, this is Cummings. Roll everything out to runway two niner!

For shit's sake, just get 'em both out of here!

For you, gentlemen, we'll import it.

Foxtrot Michael One, come in, please.

Foxtrot Michael One, you are to come in on runway 1 5, repeat, 1 5.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fucker!

Fucking son of a bitch!

Fuel tank's dry as a martini.

Fuji 604, execute published missed approach procedure and hold.

Fully fueled and placed at my disposal.

Funds which Esperanza is accused of replacing...

Gee, I don't know anything about that.

Geez, McClane, you all right? You want a medic?

Geez, you give me this story, and I'll have your baby.

General, it's time.

Gentlemen, tonight the pattern ends.

Gentlemen, we have a situation here.

Gentlemen, you know what to do.

Get in the truck!

Get what you need. Borrow. Steal. Kill.

Get your fucking hands off me.

Gets diverted to their alternate airport now.

Give me a break. I saw the stiff.

Give me one of the receivers.

Give me your coat!

Give us a second here, please.

Go get 'em.

Go to emergency lighting now.

Go!

God bless.

God! Oh!

God.

God.

Goddamn bottleneck. Nice place for an ambush.

Goddamn it, Trudeau. You're dealin' with pros here.

Goddamn traitor!

Goddamn!

Goddamn!

Goddamn.

Good idea.

Good luck, McClane!

Good luck.

Got a little problem with personnel.

Got an unidentified stiff here.

Great. National just shut down. Totally iced.

Grenada five minutes of firefight, five weeks of surfing.

Guess I was wrong about you.

Hangs over the heads of everyone...

Happy landings, asshole!

Has finally taken its first prisoner.

Has just arrived under heavy guard.

Have a ground crew there to confirm the condition of the plane.

Have virtual control of the entire airport

He certainly doesn't show it...

He is smiling and waving to the crowd...

He means he's filed a restraining order against me.

He said he was a policeman.

He went in the cockpit.

He's goin' to hell! McClane!

He's with me. We're at the Highland Lake Community Church on the west side of the airport.

Hell of a start for Christmas week.

Hell, let's shut down the whole fuckin' airport!

Hell, that could be a million combinations.

Help yourself.

Here at Dulles, the quiet men from the Justice Department...

Here is the situation.

Here, sir. He's coming in from the ocean, sir.

Here! These are the bullets they used out there tonight!

Here's Dick Thornberg reporting from the skies over Washington.

Here's your fucking landing light! Whoo!

Here's your piece and shield back.

Hey, asshole, what do I look like to you?

Hey, Carmine, let me ask you something.

Hey, Colonel, blow me.

Hey, don't lecture me, hotshot.

Hey, John. How you doin'?

Hey, McClane, I got a first class unit here SWAT team and all.

Hey, McClane!

Hey, Nelson!

Hey, Officer! Hey, come on! Come on! Hey, hey!

Hey, Telford, what was your chickenshit outfit doing while we were taking Grenada?

Hey, Trudeau.

Hey, where the fuck is McClane?

Hey! Get out of the way!

Hey! Put that back on!

Hey! Whoa! Yo! False alarm! Hold it!

Hey! Yo! Hold up!

Hijo de puta. It's McClane again.

Ho! Get out of the way!

Hold on a second, cowboy.

Hold up, boys. Hold up. Hold up.

Holds at the outer markers.

Holly stood me up a day, and I'm here alone in D.C. with my in laws.

Holly!

Holly!

Honey, it's the '90s, remember?

How about I let you live?

How about just being professional?

How can the same shit happen to the same guy twice?

How did you get on this line? Who is this?

How's the security around this place?

Hurry! Hurry!

I am doing this.

I assume it's you, McClane.

I barely got away, sir.

I can land, but I must land now...

I can rig our frequency in 30 minutes, wire in a crossover, and we're hot.

I can sue you and this airline.

I didn't even see you, man.

I don't believe this. Two months of planning...

I don't know about you guys, but I've seen enough fucking snow to last me a lifetime.

I don't think this one's gonna make it, boys.

I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die.

I found it on the floor, by the coat, next to the luggage belt.

I get that a lot. I've been on TV.

I got enough friends!

I got lost kids, lost dogs

I gotta hear what they're sayin' even if I gotta put a fuckin' glass to the door.

I gotta quit smoking cigarettes.

I had the bastard in my sights.

I have been authorized to brief you in full.

I just checked the weather. Headwinds are slamming everybody over the outer marker.

I just wanted to let you know. The kids okay?

I know I did.

I know what I'm doing. We're gonna dust it down.

I know you're not gonna answer, but you better listen!

I love you so much.

I must drop out of the storm.

I must drop out of this weather and land now...

I notice things things other people wouldn't see.

I say again, Annex Team, give us a sit rep.

I see the lights.

I should have taken the bus.

I think Cardinal Richelieu said it best. Treason is merely a matter of dates.

I think I've got your attention.

I think you're closer than 50 yards.

I thought I was never gonna see you again.

I thought you had this place secured.

I thought you was tryin' to steal my records, that's all.

I tried it on my little dog.

I understand, but if you just relax a little

I used to carry around those awful Mace things.

I wanna hear what's goin' on.

I wanna send you something here. Excuse me.

I want every officer recalled and assembled in body armor and full weaponry...

I want my SWAT team to go with him as cover.

I want them to report anything out of the ordinary, no matter how trivial. You got that?

I want to hear about the plane those bastards asked for.

I want you to go live now.

I was just wondering.

I was only transferred to Grant's team yesterday.

I wish I was with you guys for that.

I zap any bastard that screws with me.

I'll call you from London. Bye.

I'll give you a call for a protocol test as soon as it's hot.

I'll have my men tear this airport apart.

I'll make you a deal, Marvin.

I'll see you in about a half an hour, honey.

I'll send your fuckin' captain in L.A. a fuckin' commendation!

I'm aware your recorders are active, so l'll be quick.

I'm just the janitor.

I'm Marvin. Marvin. l'm Marvin.

I'm not allowed within 50 feet of him.

I'm not gettin' in front of that plane!

I'm not playing chicken with a 200 ton plane! l'm crazy, but I ain't that crazy. Forget it.

I'm not sure of my bearing...

I'm Samantha Coleman at Dulles International Airport.

I'm sending you something right now.

I'm sure Captain Lorenzo has explained to you...

I've checked all systems. It ain't happenin'!

I've circled the whorls in pen in case the transmission's a little fuzzy.

I've just been informed by Dulles Traffic Control...

If Esperanza gets on that plane and makes it to a country...

If I could find a phone, I'd call you, whoever you are.

If I'm right, all of it would run right along the airport property...

If there are no more surprises.

If you remember me, Colonel, then you remember I know the drill as well as you do.

If you're going to continue to get this close...

In all the confusion in there, we forgot to get this clown's prints.

In America's fight against cocaine.

In the motor pool in five minutes.

In your seat, please. Come on. In your seat.

Including the new president...

Is Henry there? Hello?

Is on the top edge of the transmission you just got.

Isn't Colonel Stuart one of your men?

Isn't technology wonderful?

It is FM 1, Foreign Military One.

It is working, but it's All I'm getting is some kind of airport beacon.

It is. It's in Hangar 11.

It isn't beeping. lt's talking.

It just don't seem right somehow closing down this church.

It looks like a regular traffic jam.

It wasn't nearly as edifying as Bimbos of the Sky, was it, Connie?

It will land on a runway of my designation...

It's a beacon, right? A radio beacon that sends out...

It's a porcelain gun made in Germany. It doesn't show up on your airport x ray machines...

It's a restricted area. What's the matter?

It's a VHF system, but the planes are so close it doesn't matter.

It's got some kind of scramble on it. Can you do anything with it?

It's McClane. Christ.

It's okay! I'm here. Here we are! It's all right.

It's okay. I've done this before.

It's time to kick ass.

It's weird. It's like the tower isn't there.

Jerk us off...

Jesus Christ! He's gonna crash the fuckin' plane!

Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ.

Jesus, Officer, where'd you come from, Pearl Harbor?

Jesus!

John, what the fuck are you doing out on the wing of this plane?

Just as this storm starts breakin'...

Just hold a minute. No, I'll be right back.

Just hold for a second. Something's going on here.

Just in the nick of time, huh?

Just like lwo Jima!

Just like we figured. It's a joke.

Just the fax, ma'am. Just the fax.

Key me in from the files a publicity shot, whatever.

Knocked out two of his teeth.

L got five dead officers down here, Colonel Stuart. Isn't that penalty enough?

L see somebody. I'll call you back, okay? Hold on.

L wanted to help those people tonight.

L.A., Mr. Trudeau, don't mean shit.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is the captain. Your attention.

Last minute replacement.

Let's call all our birds and slow 'em down...

Let's go home.

Let's have the emergency checklist.

Let's see some l.D.

Let's see. Pilots' briefing room. I think that's in the main terminal.

Lights big, portable lights.

Like a man running for political office.

Listen, Al, what is the fax machine telephone number there at the station?

Listen, buster, you endangered my children...

Listen, Dick. That is your name Dick.

Listen, honey, when you land, can we can we just, like...

Listen, run it through state and federal, and if you can, run it through Interpol.

Listen, the, uh, fax number is

Listen, um, we're gonna be about half an hour late landing, okay?

Listen, you're not pissing in somebody's pool, are you?

Ln the meantime, you get the hell out of my office...

Look at this new front movin' in.

Look out! Get down!

Look out! Lady, look out!

Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Get out of the way!

Look, I used to be a cop in New York City.

Look, I'm just here to meet my wife's plane. You gotta let me have this car.

Look, you are in my little pond now...

Look. The people have a right to know everything about everybody.

Looking good, Windsor. Now watch it.

Looks like they've done some modifications on site

Lorenzo, have all your shift commanders report in.

Lorenzo, shut the fuck up and do something useful. Go seal off the street.

Lorenzo, terminal police.

Losing our own team wasn't part of the plan.

Lower!

Ls on the top edge of the transmission he just got.

Lt's the most remote building we've got.

Luggage? That punk pulled a Glock 7 on me. You know what that is?

Made Congress withhold funds

Main ventilation duct. Main ventilation duct.

Major Grant, isn't it?

Major, Pentagon Situation Room, sir!

Major, Pentagon Situation Room, sir!

Major, the men are in position, sir.

Make Lorenzo sacrifice his best men.

Make up your fucking mind!

Make you waste your time

Makes its baby brother look like chickenshit.

Man knows how to bargain.

Man, they do love their policemen son in laws, don't they?

Maybe if we knew how many they had to start with, we could get excited...

Maybe we can go get a drink?

Maybe you better take me up to the captain then, huh?

McClane, say hi to my brother Vito.

McClane, this what you expected?

McClane, what the hell you think you're doing out there, playing John Wayne?

McClane, you are completely around the fucking bend.

McClane, you keep out of this. You've been nothing but a pain

Meanwhile, despite the fact that only one runway has been closed due to the tragedy...

Men who have the guts to stand up against communist aggression.

Michael One, do you copy?

Minus 200 feet.

Motherfucker.

Move it!

Moved TRACON phones, I.L.S., all the underground stuff...

Mr. Trudeau, I know you're listening. Unfortunately, you're not obeying.

Murder on television.

My men are getting cold. They're getting antsy. Over.

My passport was in it. Yes.

My pride, my admiration and a kick ass vacation.

Nakatomi? L.A.? You're John McClane, right?

Network, here I come.

New storm front coming in from the north east.

Next time you kill one of these guys...

Nice guess, asshole. I'm a cop. That was the bad guy.

Night scopes for the snipers.

No civilians.

No frequent flier mileage for you.

No pictures, you pinko bitch.

No way. No way, lady. Hell, no. No.

No, no, no, no. You don't follow me.

No, not anymore he's not. Now we're here to take Colonel Stuart down.

No, thank you.

No, you did not explain anything.

No, you were right. I'm just your kind of asshole.

No.

No. I only do needle point.

No. It never looked good on me anyway. Come here.

No. Maybe a little professional courtesy.

No. Not yet.

No. This scramble mode must activate on this code panel.

Not anymore. Got a new S.O.P. for D.O.A.'s from the F.A.A.

Not now! Later! I got international diplomats.

Not now.

Not only in his country's recent election...

Not the kind of ride I'm looking for.

Not yet.

Now get on board.

Now show some good sense. Let the pros handle this.

Now that you're both blind and deaf...

Now you're gonna pay the penalty.

Now, I'm sure you gentlemen are well aware...

Now, you're the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time!

Now...

Of men like General Esperanza...

Officer?

Oh, an airport, huh?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God.

Oh, God. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Oh, he's not sure. Well, I'm stunned. I gotta lie down.

Oh, hey. We're just like British Rail, love.

Oh, I know the parish is gonna keep on usin' it, but it won't be the same.

Oh, I love you so much.

Oh, Jesus!

Oh, John.

Oh, just a feeling I have.

Oh, just shut the area down? It's that simple, huh? Just shut the area down?

Oh, man.

Oh, man. I can't fuckin' believe this.

Oh, McClane. John McClane.

Oh, no, Carmine? Sergeant, get this bureaucrat out of Mr. McClane's face now.

Oh, of course. They anticipate little problems like this.

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit.

Oh, they were here anyways, crawlin' all over the Esperanza story...

Oh, we are just up to our ass in terrorists again, John.

Oh, yeah? What about that porker Willard Scott?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh! Damn it!

Oh! Sh

Okay, hold that end.

Okay, just a few words. Fuck off.

Okay, McClane, time for the main event!

Okay, stand back.

Okay, you guys, listen up. I need you to punch up a code 15.

Okay! Whoo! Here we go!

Okay.

Okay. Here it comes.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Old news.

On its way to Cleveland?

On schedule and in position.

On second thought

On the first accessible runway.

On the first outgoing runway.

On the line for humanity and country.

One hand washes the other. Come on, man. It's Christmas.

One thing is certain With weather conditions worsening...

Only if your gangs get their training at Fort Bragg.

Only two years ago, General Esperanza...

Or maybe another body in a zipper bag before you start asking questions?

Or you're gonna find a goddamn pink slip in your Christmas stocking.

Order some room service, a bottle of champagne.

Other reports say that there was trouble in the tower...

Ouch. When you get those feelings, insurance companies start to go bankrupt.

Our escape plane will be ready within 30 minutes, General.

Our people took out their SWAT team completely.

Our systems only came back on line just this very second.

Out of Stuart's dead fucking hand myself.

Out the back!

Out.

Outer marker.

Over here there's an old church.

Ow! Jesus H. Fuck!

Pentagon. I'll take it in here. Thank you, Telford.

Personally, I'd like to lock every damn reporter out of the airport...

Please fasten your seat belts and assume crash positions...

Please, sir, we may land at any moment.

Plus I got one more of their guys.

Poor thing limped for a week.

Powell here.

Pretty gruesome fuckin' job.

Proceeding to runway 1 5.

Punks stealin' luggage, huh, Carmine?

Put me through to Ruben in the newsroom.

Put me through, Celia, or start typing your résumé.

Read between the lines, and I'd say it looks like a lot of black bag stuff to me.

Reducing airspeed. Approaching runway.

Ref speed plus 20. 600 feet.

Regarding unauthorized personnel in the control tower?

Remember, we're monitoring you.

Repeat. I cannot circle around to runway 1 5.

Repeat. I cannot circle around to runway 1 5.

Repeat. Request emergency clearance.

Repeat. Terrorists have murdered civilians...

Repeat. The terrorists have cut off...

Right. We switch the frequency from the tower over to the one in the beacon.

Roger that, Colonel. Out.

Roger, 114. This is Dulles Tower.

Roger, Approach, and about time. I've got 230 people up here flying on petrol fumes.

Roger, Colonel. Over and out.

Roger, Dulles.

Roger, Hatchling. We are secure here.

Rumors abound on Capitol Hill that there were other

Running around my airport with a gun, shooting at people.

Sam Coleman, WNTW news. Mr. Trudeau, there are a lot of rumors flying around here today.

Saw what?

Say, I close in about an hour.

Seal off every exit in case any of 'em tries to slip past us...

Secure the area. Post sentries. No civilians allowed.

See? That's the raised platform, and there's the new terminal.

See? You're intrigued. That's my gift, Mrs. McClane.

Sentry duty to 30 minute rotation.

Set it down nice and easy, huh?

Several dozen airliners are visible from where I stand, endlessly circling the field.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit! They left the hangar!

Shit.

Shit. Stand by, Falcon.

Should be right here on our band.

Shunted to Atlanta, Memphis and Nashville.

Since then, this reporter has learned that the terrorists...

Sir, the seat belt light is on.

Sir, we just monitored a call from their chief engineer.

Sir, you were told when you boarded that we were overbooked.

Snow flurries along the north eastern seaboard

So So that must mean they're on the field or close.

So ask Santa Claus to give you another car. Merry Christmas, pal.

So give us a taste of your brilliant genius.

So much for the element of chance. Let's move out.

So they could handle drainage.

So they got it right on the fuckin' news.

So you capped some lowlife. Fine.

So's that airplane. Practically.

Some cop. He killed Cochrane.

Somebody help me, please!

Somebody ought to get their ass kicked for this mess. That's for sure.

Sorry, Officer McClane. I had to check.

Stack 'em, pack 'em and rack 'em. Move.

Stand by. Five, four, three

Stay down!

Stay on it.

Strangely, the deposed dictator's mood seems jubilant.

Stronger mouthwash might be nice.

Stuart. The guy that got canned by Congress. That's who he was.

Stuart's got explosives on the equipment in the church rigged with a remote.

Take him!

Take him!

Take that Twinkie out of your mouth and grab a pencil, will ya?

Tell the affiliates if they want in, they got three minutes to shout. Let's do this.

Thank you for telling me, Eagle Nest.

Thank you, Major. Maybe you should save them until we are all safe, hmm?

Thank you, Major. You're not so bad yourself.

Thank you, sir. Thanks.

Thank you.

Thanks, but I already got that from Colonel Stuart.

That battle may be almost won, but the war is still in doubt.

That concludes our object lesson for this evening.

That has no extradition treaties, we're fucked.

That leaves 13 accidents waiting to happen. Are they still bucking headwinds?

That puts me on the playing field. If you'd have moved your fat ass when I told you to...

That somebody's about to seriously fuck with this airport.

That stupid, arrogant son of a bitch.

That there's a weather front moving in ahead of us.

That was the colonel.

That will conclude my interest in this aircraft and your responsibility for it.

That woman assaulted me...

That's all for now. Sergeant, we may need some more equipment.

That's how I make people curious.

That's it!

That's right, asshole. We'll have you in five minutes.

That's six they lost altogether.

That's somebody else's problem. Wait here.

That's what I thought about you.

The agreement to extradite him was not reached until yesterday.

The Blue Light Team, where are they?

The code's still punched into this one.

The dominoes will fall no more, and the ramparts will remain upright.

The first class meal my network paid for?

The Ghost of Christmas Past.

The lead in your ass or the shit in your brains?

The line starts at the Mississippi...

The minor little fracas with the minor little thieves.

The only people that go to this much trouble are professionals...

The only time you even see the people...

The outer marker beeper.

The planes with enough fuel have already been...

The policeman hero who saved the Nakatomi hostages.

The problem here and in the sky above us will continue to grow.

The story of my life.

The terrorists promise more bloodshed...

The threat of a new and higher body count at the airport...

The truth is terrifying.

The two systems that can allow you to land

The weather conditions, which have been deteriorating all day...

The worst part, Mr. Trudeau, was the press.

Then I'll fill you in on my orders. Pilots' briefing room. Now.

Then the A.C.L.U. would be all over us.

Then we wouldn't have to do this.

Then why is he going over his own footsteps?

There must be 15,000 people in this airport...

There was a plane crash earlier this evening at Dulles...

There's 18 planes up there. Only five of them have those phones.

There's nothing regular about it.

There's somebody out there!

There's something wrong. The ailerons.

There's the church over there.

These are the old plans when the longer runways went in. That's That's 12 years ago.

These people have already caused one crash...

They are directly in front of me. Gracias, compadre.

They can't do that anymore, right, Barnes?

They can't hide the fact that America's war on drugs...

They can't.

They don't get much of that in the tropics, Major.

They say that blind men become very attentive by way of compensation.

They told me there were terrorists at the airport.

They used the fire to see! They used the fucking fire to see!

They're getting a little nervous back there. In fact, so am I.

They're gonna run out of fuel in 90 minutes.

They're gonna send in a special army unit...

They're here, right on schedule.

They're talking to us on our own goddamn system. They gotta be close.

They've been tapped into your tower chatter all night.

They've reset ground level minus 200 feet.

Things just get better or worse?

This car, McClane! Get in!

This channel is secure, but your own transmissions are not.

This country's got to learn that it can't keep cutting the legs off...

This equipment it could land our planes.

This has affected all of our electronic equipment...

This is a 10 digit control panel, six digit readout.

This is a crime scene. You gotta seal this area off, for Christ's sake.

This is a recording of a conversation...