Metro

This film contains very strong language

and some violent scenes.

RACING COMMENTARY IN BACKGROUND

'Starting to make up the ground. He's closing on the outside.

'As they pass the quarter-mile length,

'Cosy Girl has gone clear by three lengths.

'Now coming...'

Come on, Cosy Girl. Come on!

'..will be the danger to Cosy Girl. Cosy girl is clear by two.'

POLICE RADIO: '114 to Roper.'

Come on, dig in! Roper here.

'114, Roper, code 2CP 4th and Grand.

Come on, Cosy Girl!

ETA in five. I'm en route. 'Cosy Girl is tenacious,

'but Backtrack keeps making up ground on her.

'Cosy Girl and Backtrack! It's going to be a tight photo!'

Come on, Cosy, baby!

Where's the wire?!

'Here's the wire...

'It's so close between those two, but Backtrack has won at a nose over Cosy Girl.'

Cosy Girl, you lazy bitch! You lazy hag-ass bitch.

That Cosy shit is why we lost this race - being fucking cosy. You need to get the fire under yo' ass!

HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRR

Move back. All the way back.

Take position!

On the right.

Got this one.

SIREN WAILS

SIREN CONTINUES

97 at the inner perimeter. >

No, no. Communications are down. He ripped the phone out. Yeah, he's here now. Got it.

Hey, Scott.

Eko, where's the command post?

Down here. Hey, Bob, I need two guys to go to CP.

What's up?

The bank opened, suspect botched robbery. Teller hit the alarm.

He's taken 17 hostages, shot the guard. He's still alive.

So far he's asked for a...

...car.

And a plane. And if he doesn't get that...

...he'll kill the hostages.

Right.

What's the suspect's name?

Earl.

Earl.

You'd think on a day like today Earl would go to the park, right?

Ladies and gentlemen!

Scott.

Hey.

Rope, glad you could make it. Captain Solis is coming.

Have you got Earl's profile?

Yeah.

He's no genius.

They ain't usually graduate students.

SWAT wants to go in.

They ain't killed nobody yet this week?

OK, we've got a guy who's probably on drugs. He's got a record of 459. Busted on possession.

Never been busted on a major felony. What's this guy's demeanour?

Fucking agitated -

he ripped the phone out.

I got to go face to face.

No, I don't think so.

You've got hostages. One's hurt - we don't know how bad.

He cut the telephone and he got a gun on somebody.

If SWAT goes in you're going to lose a person.

You got to let me go in and check everything's all right.

I don't know.

Sam, look at the guy's rap sheet. There's no violence. The guy's never offed anybody.

Will you let me go in there, or are we going to let him bleed to death?

SIGHS

Can I have a dozen doughnuts, please?

What makes a guy do something like that?

Give me a roof and a rifle any day.

CP, I see a WMA holding a handgun to Asian female's head.

Suspect is wearing a black vest and T-shirt.

I'm going to kill somebody if they don't give me my goddam car.

I'm going to kill somebody!

Who the fuck are you?!

How are you doing, Earl? I'm Scott Roper, the negotiator.

Get up where I can see you.

Hands up! Get back! Get back! Stop right there, motherfucker!

Hands up! Hands up!

Get back! >

Get back! Step back!

Stop right there, man. Stop!

OK, Earl. I'm stopping.

All right, turn around.

I don't carry a weapon. I'm a negotiator. I have no gun, see.

Keep your hands up! >

Just patting down for you. Patting down for you.

All right.

What's in the bag, man?

These are doughnuts. I brought doughnuts if anybody wants a snack or something.

Drop the fucking bag! Drop the bag!

No problem. I'll put them down.

Just doughnuts, OK. Relax.

Kick them over. Hands up!

HOSTAGES YELL

Goddam it, let me see you.

Kick it over, man! Kick it over!

Pick it up. Pick it up.

Open it up. Show me what's in the bag.

It's doughnuts, man.

What I said - they're doughnuts.

Bullshit, man. You poisoned that shit!

No, Earl. I'm not playing. They're just doughnuts.

Eat it! Eat one.

< Please, eat. Don't worry about them.

Eat it!

Let 'em eat them. See?

Where's my fucking car?

I'm getting you your car, but first things first. We have to do this thing right. All right?

OK, Earl?

I want you to point the gun away from... What's your name, miss?

-SOBS:

-Debbie.

Point that gun away from Debbie.

Debbie's brain will be on the floor if you don't give me my car.

That's the worst thing you can do.

A really bad move if you do that, OK?

Be clear about something. If you kill anybody I can't help you.

Please, God.

Rules of the game change, then.

SWAT will take you out if you kill somebody.

That's what they're for.

Help! Help!

They're ready to do you right now. I want you to see something. Come here.

Just look out the window here. Just across the street. There's a sniper in the window.

He's looking at you right now in his rifle scope.

The window next to it, there's a sniper in there, too.

Shit, man.

All around the building you got SWAT on the roof. They've been given the word.

You kill anybody, ANYBODY, they take you out. They don't give a shit.

They'll take you out and go right to lunch.

Fuck! Fuck, man! Fuck!

What are my chances, man?

Not bad.

Last month someone robbed a bank in the city. He made the freeway.

Cops gave him a car, he got on the freeway and he lost them.

Really?

But they didn't kill anybody.

How are you doing, Harold?

What are you doing?

OK, Earl, I got to take Harold out of here. He's bleeding pretty bad.

I took an oath. If I go into a hostile situation and there's an injured party...

I'm bound by oath to take the person to safety. Shoot me if you want, but the next guy will say the same.

Just give me my car, man. Give me my car.

Everything will be all right. We're going to get everybody out.

You give me my car or I'll do her!

I'll get your car.

Earl. Take the gun down from Debbie's head.

Don't fuck with me.

No accidents. Things are cool.

Give me my car, man.

SOBS

Shut up! >

Come on.

Hold your fire!

Let's go.

That's one out, 17 to go.

OK, Harold. There you go.

GROANS

Give me your gun.

What?

Give me your gun.

I haven't shot anybody in three years.

Why not keep the streak alive?

This junkie will kill someone.

What are you doing out there?!

What's going on?! >

OK, Earl, it's happening.

Your car's coming. Harold's gone to safety. It's cool. Everybody's going out.

First, to show good faith, give me another hostage.

Debbie.

You got the old man.

He don't count. He was going to die. That's on your ass.

I did you a favour taking him out of here. Give me Debbie.

Get me my car!

I'm going to get your car, but give me a hostage. Come on, give me Debbie.

Take them, man! Take 'em. Take 'em!

FRIGHTENED MURMURS

Go!

Don't kill me. Please, help!

See? Progress. We'll get everyone out. Everyone relax.

I'm going to get your car right now.

Get me my car, man.

I'll get your car.

Oh, there's one other thing.

What?!

You want a hard-top or convertible?

Hard-top, man. Hard-top.

Hard-top. All right.

Manual or automatic?

Automatic.

HOSTAGES SCREAM

Stay down! Don't you fucking move!

Don't shoot. Don't shoot. I give up.

Everybody, down! On the floor.

SWAT MEN SHOUT

On the floor. On the floor.

Don't shoot, man. Don't shoot.

Captain Solis, can we speak to Inspector Roper?

ALL SHOUT QUESTIONS

You negotiated in the past. What was different here?

The inspector is not available to answer your questions right now. We're just thankful nobody died.

Give us something.

He will answer your questions at the official police briefing at headquarters.

Are you OK, Inspector?

Please, please. >

Hi.

Now, that is one for the front page.

What are you doing here torturing me? You know I'm in love with you.

Don't start.

Don't tell me not to start. That baseball player you're with is bad news.

Really? Let's think about this. He makes two million a year, nice guy, and he worships me.

I worship you, too.

You worship the bookie.

Forget that. What's this guy's name?

Greg.

I read that Greg's knees are blown out. In ten years, he'll be in a wheelchair.

Lot of hills here.

You know what I think?

I think you only want me back because you can't have me.

It don't matter what you think. I think we should be together. Hey, hey. Listen to me.

Can we please go out this weekend?

No way.

Talking of going out, what about Troy? You said you'd take him out over a month ago.

Veronica, I've had a really rough month.

He misses you.

I say you're coming around and his eyes light up. Then you don't...

Why lay this guilt on me?

We'll get together Saturday. Me, you and Troy for a beautiful day. One happy family.

No, no, no. You and Troy. We spend enough time together.

Troy needs a man in his life. And besides, I'm seeing Greg on Saturday.

What do you mean? You go out with Greg, and I go with Troy to the park?! That's tacky!

Tacky?

Yes, that's tacky. And it's going to confuse Troy. You don't think so?

Look, can I drive you to the paper so we can talk about this? Please? Can I drive you?

Hey!

Hey! Hey, that's my car!

Not any more! Now it belongs to Silver Hills Financial!

PHONE RINGS

Good work today, Scott.

Thank you, Inspector.

I needed it two days ago. >

How are we doing for tonight?

-Two on the floor.

-You're my hero.

Dinner's on you.

You got a deal. I'm meeting Solis.

OK, go get him.

Later on.

Absolutely.

Agree with you 100%. Yeah, he's just walked into my office.

Chief says good job. Congratulations.

Tell him to give me a raise, then.

He says thank you very much, Chief.

Not what I said.

Yes, sir. I'll discuss it with him right now. Goodbye, Chief.

Roper.

What?

You will take a new partner and train him to be able to take over for you.

Is that why you got this guy in the Sunday school outfit out here?

He's Kevin McCall.

Oh, Captain!

Every Metro captain agrees that he's their best sharpshooter and the most likely to succeed.

What is this bullshit, Captain?

High in intellectual aptitude. Not as high as me, but pretty high.

That's true.

National Marksman's finalist. Attended NYC. Very impressive.

DI sniper school.

Additional skills - bi-athlete, marathon, lip-reading-

This is great(!) He's not a negotiator. He'll quit in two weeks.

You let me worry about that.

I hope there's an expression of appreciation if I've got to be with Huck Finn over there.

Wha... What kind if appreciation do you have in mind?

Honestly?

5,000.

OK, I can do that.

And a car.

No goddam car! I just gave you a 5,000 raise. Get your own damn car.

I've been down to the impound. You got a beautiful black Benz just doing nothing.

Impound is not Rent-A-Car.

Car's in the deal. I don't have a car.

What happened to your TransAm?

They repo'd my shit.

I'm not promising you nothing, but I'll see what I can do.

Do what you can.

I get to keep all the money if he quits.

SWAT guys don't have the temperament or background for what I do. OK, Captain?

How are you? Heard great things about you.

Looking forward to it.

It'll be good. It's hard work to be a negotiator.

I'm up for it. And don't worry, I'll be around longer than two weeks, so don't worry about that, OK?

Don't be reading my lips. Save that for sniper school.

Don't worry about what I'm going to do for two weeks.

Can we move on?

We're just getting acquainted with each other.

I'm fine.

Very nice. If you'll both excuse me, I have other work to do.

My bad. We gone.

Thank you, Captain.

Roper.

Sir?

About the transportation issue, see the impound sergeant.

Thank you so much.

Appreciate it.

Have you been in a hostage situation?

Only at the very end.

What did you feel like after the shooting?

It had to be done.

It rarely has to be done.

I've rarely shot anyone.

Yeah, well, SWAT is a life-saving unit, remember that.

I know that, OK?

You know a lot of... You're a wise-ass.

Excuse me?

You heard what I said, wise-ass. I got a test for first-day wise-asses.

Look. Get this cap out of the bottle without touching, without destroying the bottle.

OK, don't move.

What's the point?

A test in lateral thinking. The obvious solution isn't the only one.

Use your mind. Don't break the bottle.

OK.

Have a nice day.

OK.

< No touching!

Hey, don't look at me. I went to public school.

Right. Great. Thank you.

Mind if we make a stop on the way?

We busted Frank Antonucci on possession. He gave us a lead, too.

Phoney Frank?! That guy would finger his first-born to dodge a collar.

Still got to do it. Wasting time is half my job.

< Yeah, all right.

I think that SWAT guy might be a good idea. It may take pressure off you. I'm beginning to worry.

Seven-20. What are you worrying about me for?

I saw you with Ronnie this morning. Why can't you get it back together?

Ah!

You're mad not to get with that.

What? It's not me. It's her. She's going out with some baseball player named Greg Barnett.

No kidding! Get out of here! That boy can hit...and run.

And throw!

Why don't you just start chanting, "Greg, Greg, Greg"? Fuck him.

CHUCKLES

What is wrong with this car door?!

CAR ALARM BLARES

Come on, man!

Gimme the keys.

There's no alarm on those. Hey, you got a spare key

so I can get to this kill switch in here? Turn this shit off.

ALARM CONTINUES

This shit is bad. You hearing this?

Rope, this is it.

This is too fly.

< This is it.

What?

This is it. This is your ride.

That's not my ride. This is my ride over here, this black car.

ALARM STOPS

Oh no. No, no. This black one is mine. That's the one I'm... This is my...

This is your ride.

Oh, come on. Who am I? Redd Fox? I can't roll in no shit like that, man. What's up, Sam?

CHUCKLES

That shit's not funny, Sam. I got to roll around in this shit all week.

Man, where's your stereo?

Never mind that. What's the smell?

Get in. We ain't got all day.

Man, this truck smells like fish.

Fish and shit.

Apartment 304.

You want me to come up?

Nah, won't find anything. I'm gonna talk to him.

Good, cos I don't want to be late. Hey, you want anything on the game?

What's the line?

Warriors plus six.

I'll take half of your action.

Very very smart man.

Hurry up, man.

DOORBELL RINGS

< Who is it?

Lieutenant Sam Baffett from the San Francisco Police Department.

Everything all right?

May I come in? I would like to ask you a couple of questions.

Absolutely. Come on in.

Thank you.

Nice.

Very nice.

Thanks. >

Count Basie?

Ellington - Things Ain't What They Used to Be. Recorded July 30th, 1945.

Yeah, yeah. Now I can hear it.

Where did you find that record?

A used-record shop called Memory Lane.

I went there for a rare Robert Johnson.

I know it. I'll have to go there.

You should.

Mr Korda, do you know a Frank Antonucci?

The guy who owns the bakery down the street?

No, a different Frank. This is a man who deals in jewellery. Stolen, usually.

You wouldn't know anybody like that.

No, I certainly would not.

COUGHS

No, it's just a little something here.

Could I have a little water, please?

Sure.

Thank you.

The reason I'm asking you is because we arrested him with some stolen jewellery...

and traced it back to a robbery

down on Port Street.

He said he was fencing it to you.

Obviously there's been some mistake.

I've got to level with you.

I got this cousin - there you go - he's had a lot of run-ins with the law.

It's no surprise if he entangled me in this. Wouldn't be the first time.

This cousin of yours - what's his name?

Clarence Teal. Believe me, they'll know who I'm talking about. Your cough seems better.

Oh, yes.

200 bucks. I take the points. OK.

Judge Stone, this is Lieutenant Samuel Baffett.

I'm at a suspect's residence. I'm requesting a telephonic search warrant.

There's visible evidence on the premises - glass, jeweller's markings.

That is correct, Judge Stone.

I believe a full search of the premises...

SCREAMS

SHE SCREAMS

Jesus. Sam!

Sam!

Call an ambulance! Now!

Now!

Oh, my God! >

I'm a cop.

DISTANT SIRENS WAIL

All of our forces will be brought to bear. We will get this man.

Yeah, he's here. I'll tell him.

The chief wants you to know how sorry he is.

He said he was just going up to talk to him.

He said...

I want to be put on this case.

I can't do that.

I want to be put on this case.

You know damn well I can't assign you. You're too close to it, to Sam.

The department will handle it.

Who's running it?

Roper!

Who's running it?

Kimura and Glass will head the investigation.

Scott.

Go home. >

OK, check on it.

Tell me what you've got on this son of a bitch.

Let me get back to you.

Solis said to keep you out of this.

I don't give a shit. Anybody get information on Korda, you tell me!

BRAKES SQUEAL

Just a minute. ­

Hey.

Hey, yourself. I came to see Troy.

It's a little late for that, Scott. He's asleep.

Oh, shit!

Jack Daniels?

Yes, I spent some time with Jack tonight, but I'm not drunk yet.

Maybe you should be.

You heard about what happened?

Yeah. I'm sorry.

Can I come in for a minute?

Is that a new picture?

It's about four months old.

I've been working in a different style.

DOG BARKS

Hey, Troy. How you doing?

How are you doing? Did you miss me? Ha? Did you miss me? Ha, Troy?

No kissing. No kissing.

I don't do that kissing thing, all right?

I'm not going to take up too much of your time. I just need somebody I can talk to.

Must be awful. You don't usually talk to someone when you're hurting.

It was my fault. I was right downstairs. All I had to do was just go up there.

I was right there.

Scott, you can't save everyone.

I definitely proved that tonight, for sure.

Look...

I don't even know why I came up here. This is a total waste of my time.

Where did I put my keys? Where did I put my keys?

Scott, what do you want from me?

Obviously something I can't have.

Don't you dare try to make me feel guilty.

When we were together you tried to prove you didn't need me.

Now, suddenly, for one night, you need me again? I can't do that. I can't be more than a friend.

I know what will happen.

In a few weeks you'll be back on top. You'll shut me out as soon as you don't need me again.

Is that what you think?

You think I didn't need you? Is that what you think?

If you did, you never showed it.

Oh, Ronnie. Look, listen to me.

Listen. Look at me.

Look at me. My whole life, I never...

KNOCK AT DOOR

Were you expecting somebody?

This night is just getting better and better.

Where are my keys?

They're here on the table where you always leave them.

Hey, baby. I thought you...

Hey, Greg Barnett.

Excuse me.

If you weren't family, I'd fucking kill you!

Mikey, Mikey!

You told Antonucci you got that shit from me!

I'm sorry, Mike.

Sorry about what?

He's got respect for you.

He was trying to low-ball me.

What the fuck do I use you for, Clarence? To be a walking fucking advertisement?!

I'm sorry, Mike.

You're sorry?!

Antonucci never flipped before. He said he had the cops paid off.

Not the cop that showed at my door!

What happened, Mike?

Mike.

I'm sorry, Mike.

Great(!) I could have taken that fucking store. Now I can't even show my face.

I got a couple of thousand bucks. If you need to leave town...

Leave town! They're going to know me in Des Moines by now.

10 million, Clarence. Ten million fucking dollars!

I could have disappeared. I could have had it made!

That's all right, Clarence.

I'll just stick around.

Take care of you for the rest of my fucking life.

Did you kill him, Mike?

-WHISPERS:

-Oh, God...

Sorry, Mike.

I'm sorry, Mike. I didn't know, Mike.

I fucked up, Mike.

I fucked up now. Oh, I fucked up.

I didn't know. I didn't know, Mike. I messed up.

It's all right.

I messed everything up.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's not your fault you're stupid.

Eko, what have you got on Korda?

He's got a cousin in town. Clarence Teal. Small-time thief. Got his last known address.

He moved a month ago. We got a couple of leads.

Did you check with DMV?

Faxing over now.

How about the record room - incident reports? Get medical records. Check with Burglary Detail.

See if they know him...

Look, Roper, we...

Take line two. >

Bars. Check with neighbours which bars he went to.

Scott, we're on to it.

Roper! We've already had this conversation. You are not active on this case.

It's in everyone's best interests.

Y'all are doing good work here.

Sorry about your friend.

I lost somebody in SWAT. It's rough.

Thanks for your concern. Let's leave it at that.

What's this you're reading?

"Strategies and Countermeasures in Hostage Situations."

Not having much progress with this.

Oh, wait, no.

You really had me stumped.

Very impressive. You get an A. See? No force was required, no damage was done. All right?

That was your partner?

Yeah.

Why did he do that?

Well, he figured the kid had a 0% chance of survival. I guess he thought his odds were better.

We had a plan.

Then SWAT opened the fire too early and the perp took out my partner.

You remember this. Always use your eyes to keep that connection. It's the most important thing.

It's like hypnosis. >

Right.

Connect with them. You're always on their side.

OK.

How much money you got?

What's that?

How much money you got?

A hundred bucks. Why?

You know why I like coming to the track?

You're a compulsive gambler.

Nah. The multitude of possibilities.

Everything is here for you to see if you know what to look for.

Like a hostage situation. See the "four" horse?

Mmm.

Dropping in class, no works, looking all broken down.

You wouldn't bet on it.

Right.

Wrong. You bet on him. See the woman with the big belt buckle? That's the owner.

That buckle is a championship buckle. She wouldn't wear it unless the horse was live.

You pick by belt buckles?

Trust me.

The favourite horse - his tail's up. Looks washy. Foaming at the mouth.

Looking all rank and shit.

Uh-huh.

Meant to be the favourite. He don't want to run today. Not him.

OK.

Now the "six" horse looks great. A shiny coat and that bouncy walk. That horse is live.

And that trainee jockey combo - you can't lose on that.

What do you think?

I got two words for you. Seek help.

Oh, and I have three words for you. "Exacta".

Mm-hm. Come on.

ELECTRONIC BELL RINGS

Come on!

Come on!

OK, we're in good shape. In good shape.

Six horses to last.

Don't worry. That's his style.

To run last?

To run late.

The favourite's fading, and the four horse in the lead, just like I said.

We're last.

Don't worry. He'll be there at the post.

Come on, six horse!

Come on!

We need first and second.

Come on, Russell!

Who's Russell?

The jockey. Come on, Russell!

Come on, Russell!

How much do we win?

800.

We'd win 800?

800.

BOTH: Come on, Russell!

Come on, Russell!

Get us that 800, Russell!

BOTH: Come on, Russell!

BOTH: Come on, Russell!

BOTH: Go, Russell!

All right! We won.

We lost!

We won.

You wanna bet?

You wanna bet on whether we won? Are you crazy?

Russell, you little midget fuck!

We won. Hey!

We won.

Yay!

Way to go, Russell!

Hey, Russell.

Don't worry about him, Russell.

Hey, it's cool.

How long you been coming here?

Six years. My old partner put me on to it.

Is it always like this?

Well, occasionally you lose, but today we are winners.

Pay the winners, please.

< All Benjamins.

Benjamin looks so sad. I'm in such a wonderful mood, Benjamin. There's your share.

That's only three.

What?

You got good eyes.

It's part of your training. I was making sure you could...

Hello.

OK, I'm on my way.

Let's go.

SIREN WAILS

REPORTERS CALL OUT QUESTIONS

What's the ten-20 on the incident?

Right on the corner.

Man, this looks like shit sandwich.

You see this car?

I'm riding around in a shit-mobile and Solis got this from impound for 14 grand. It's worth 30.

Police corruption's everywhere.

Bastards!

Where's Solis?

Joe!

32 minutes ago the silent alarm went off. There was a unit a block away. The suspect is trapped inside.

Verification on numbers?

So far we've only seen and talked to one suspect - "Joe".

There could be more.

An employee escaped through the rear door. There's two jewellers, two salespeople...

a manager, security guard, elderly woman and, we believe, one other female.

They do a lot of jewellery making and repair.

On any day, they can have 10 million in raw stones, so they knew what they were looking for.

What have you promised?

Just that I'd talk to my superiors.

Find any good points of entry?

This place is designed to be a vault.

-WOMAN:

-OK, tape's rolling.

-MAN:

-Yeah.

Hello. Joe. Inspector Roper. How are you people doing?

< Good.

Solis is off the job. I'm authorised to give you what you want.

First, I've got to come down and talk to you.

No, you don't.

I do have to come and talk to you...

to be sure there are no misunderstandings and that nobody's hurt before we do business.

All right. You want to come, come.

Listen, Joe.

I'm not armed, OK?

You've got to operate on trust. I'm gonna come down and get you guys out as soon as possible.

Five minutes.

This is obviously the part of the job that sucks.

REPORTERS CLAMOUR

POLICE RADIO CRACKLES SOFTLY

How can he be sure the guy won't shoot him?

He can't.

Right there.

Can I put my hands down?

Where I can see 'em.

Now, you're Roper and you're in charge, right?

Yep.

You listen up. I say this one time. I want a four-wheel drive vehicle - new, perfect condition.

I want a uniform cop drive it up, leave the engine running, he walks down the block.

Then we'll come out.

I know all the tricks, so no remote-control devices, OK?

When I say perfect condition, I mean if it's low on wiper fluid someone gets shot.

I want a plane at the airport. I'll tell them where I'm going when I get there.

Is that all?

For now that's all. >

You'll get those things, but first you do something for me.

Let me inside and take a look around - make sure everybody's all right.

Just do shit for me right now.

Wait a minute, Joe. I'm doing a lot for you, OK?

You've gotta do something, show an act of good faith. Let me have one hostage.

I'll give you something.

Here.

15 minutes it will be a bigger piece. We understand each other?

Yeah, we understand each other.

Good.

No. No, please!

No, sir, not to the best of my knowledge. That's correct.

That's right. He's here right now. Let me get back to you.

We're gonna have to take this guy out.

Well, can't we wear him down?

I believe there's a fatality in there. I think it was a gunfight that set the fire alarm off.

I think this guy's working alone, cos the whole time...

he had a gun to a hostage and he wouldn't leave the doorway. The guy is a fucking wacko.

The scariest thing is he indicated familiarity with our techniques.

So do you want to go in there and get him?

Let him come out. There's too many unknowns in there.

He's right.

Show me.

When we drive up the car, make sure it's at an angle about 3ft away from the kerb. We put our best man high.

OK, 20 degrees down angle.

Tell Anderson to prep and notify us when he's online.

I can feel this thing going sideways on us.

There's some good news - he's wearing a ski mask to protect his identity -

he hasn't determined whether he's going to kill the rest of the hostages. Yet.

You. You. Up. Up!

Start pulling those bodies back behind that counter. Let's go. Do it. Move!

Let's go. Come on! >

Back behind here.

Faster. Let's go.

SOBS LOUDLY: He's gonna kill us.

In there.

I'm not staying here. I'm not staying here.

No. Please don't.

Please don't go, Mrs Dotson. Please!

Hey!

Stop, Mrs Dotson.

Hey!

Leave her alone.

-What?!

-Leave her alone!

Think.

Doug, please, sit down.

Sit down.

If she's not conscious by the time I'm done, she's dead.

OK, it's time to give this wacko a call.

PHONE RINGS

How come he's not answering?

Wait, wait, wait. There's your answer.

He's smart.

He's cutting down visibility.

Yep. He's doing a good job of it.

All positions, you have a green light.

Come on, give us one clean shot, asshole.

Command One, repeat, all positions, you have a green light.

That's Korda! That's Korda!

Hold your fire.

Hold your fire.

GUNSHOT

ALL: Hold your fire!

-Hold your fire.

-WOMEN SCREAM

No. No!

Come here.

Please. Let me go!

Please.

Jones. Get him on the radio.

Are these your keys?!

Yeah, those are my keys. Roper, what are you gonna do?

SIRENS WAIL

HORNS BLARE

All units in the area. We need all units in the area.

No, please, God.

HORN BLARES

HORN BLARES

Suspect heading west on Sutton. Can we get an intercept?

HORN BLARES

Come on now!

HORN BLARES

Ah, let me out. Please.

Shut up.

Everybody OK? >

Stay there, man. >

TRAM BELL RINGS

What's going on?

Hey, man, what's this?

Get the fuck off.

Everybody just stay calm.

Just take it easy.

What?!

Just take it easy. Put the gun down.

What the fuck is going on?

We gotta get up there.

WOMEN SCREAM

Shit!

Get the fuck off me.

Hold the wheel. Take the wheel.

What?

Shut up!

Get out of the way.

Urgh!

What's the problem?

I can't get the brakes to work.

We're coming to the end of the line.

Oh, shit.

Get the car steady!

Come on.

Go! Move ahead.

All right.

Get outta the way!

Get outta the way.

What the hell's that?

TYRES SCREECH

Out of the way!

Oh, my ass!

-It's that guy down there.

-There, he's running.

Hey, he's getting away.

Somebody stop him. >

Shit, I lost my piece.

God bless SWAT.

Ready?

You check this floor. I'm going up.

DOG BARKS

CAR ALARM BLARES

ALARM CONTINUES

Shit!

Wait there! Don't you move. Don't you fucking move. Right there! Right there!

Put your hands up. Put 'em up. Spread your fucking legs.

Don't you fucking move or I'll blow your fucking head in.

Sam Baffett was a friend of mine. He had a wife and he had a daughter.

Why don't you tell that to somebody who gives a shit?

You wanna kill me...

Inspector? Huh?

You can't kill me.

Oh, I can't?!

What if we got into a struggle and my gun went off?

BANG!

Can I kill you then?

Huh? Can I kill you then?

< Roper!

You got him.

Put the gun down.

You got him. Now put it down.

Come on, put it down.

Huh...

Argh!

I'll do this shit by the book,

but you ain't gonna be fucking smiling at me.

Give me your hands.

Come on. Get up.

Get up. Come on.

Listen, I'll catch up with you guys later.

OK. See ya. >

You weren't at the press conference.

I wanted to get this out of the way first.

Have you got a bet on the game tonight?

As a matter of fact, I do have a bet on the game tonight.

'Course you do.

It's already started.

Well, I was gonna catch the last half on TV later on.

Good night.

You having dinner with Mr Baseball?

Greg...is actually on a road trip.

I was just gonna go home and make myself some pasta.

Oh, go home and make some pasta?

The one with the garlic and the oil that I like so much?

No. The kind you get out of a box -

the macaroni and the cheese.

The instant macaroni?

Mmm. I've been craving that stuff all week.

Yeah. It's hard to get.

Who are you telling?

Just dinner.

Yeah, just dinner.

What the fuck? Bring me over here to tell me you ain't got no collateral.

-I'm a fucking bail bondsman.

-I know, I know. What I'm saying...

You think I got time for messing round with this crap?

I got the stuff, it's outside. I'm waiting for somebody to cash it in.

Give me a fucking break.

Look, just give me your card, I'll get it to you by tomorrow night.

OK, now that's the freshly ground pepper. Stir it briskly. Are you listening?

Then you need lemon. I need lemon.

Should be one in the fridge.

Lemon in the refrigerator.

Hey, you know the game's on.

Oh, really? What game is that?

Oh, you ARE making an effort.

That's right and I'm going to win, too. I'm going to be the victor. I'm going to score.

I don't mean, like, really score, you know...

Just dinner, remember?

I know the rules - just dinner.

OK, I got this lemon in here.

Now, when you taste this, I want you to know that you're going to be experiencing culinary perfection.

This is the bomb salad dressing that I bring to all the cookouts when my family gathers.

They say, "Bring Scott." Are you ready? Taste this, huh?

Is that not the bomb? That is the shit, right there.

Honestly? Something's missing.

Oh, no, that's not missing anything. You're just jealous. In the UK they don't teach you how to make this.

You know, it does need a little sugar.

Why don't you put your finger in there for the proper sweetness.

Scott.

It's a joke. I-It's a compliment. I could have said why don't you put your ass in this bowl?

That's a joke. I don't see how you're offended because of that.

If somebody told me to put my ass in a bowl of salad dressing, I would be complimented.

What would you say if I gave up gambling?

I'd say you'd be miserable.

It's not so much the gambling, it's more what the gambling got in the way of.

The track is where you would take your troubles instead of sharing them with me.

Scott, do you remember when you lost that hostage on Union Square?

Yes, I do.

You came here that night and you made love to me, and it was so intense and so passionate...

but you hadn't even talked to me. I didn't know what happened until I saw it on the news.

I don't want you to be part of that world.

That's the point. It's not "that" world, it's your world.

It's part of who you are.

Look, Ronnie, it's not easy for me.

I know I can't change overnight. But, listen to me, I know that I miss you.

And I don't ever want to be without you again.

I'd really like to believe you.

Well, then, believe me.

DOG YAWNS LOUDLY

DOG WHINES

Hey, nobody asked you anything.

I missed you.

I'm Officer McCall. What's going on?

What the fuck do you mean "what's going on"?

I'm going to fucking waste everybody in here, pal!

I'm a hostage negotiator. I'm here to help you.

< How are you gonna help me, pig?

< Screw you, man!

< Fuck you, dude!

I want you to tell me what you need.

I'll tell you what I fucking need, man.

I need you to find that dirtbag that fucking ran off with my wife, dude.

So I can cut his fucking balls off, man.

OK, I can't do that.

You can't fucking do it? Then why am I wasting my fucking time with you, man?

You piece of fucking frog shit, piece of shit asshole!

Hey, is all the name calling necessary? I don't like the verbal abuse.

Not really, but I like to give it the natural ambience, you know.

I'm Officer McCall.

I'm unarmed, I want to make sure everybody gets out of here safely.

Stop there. Close your eyes.

OK.

Tell me what you see.

I see a scumbag with a sawn-off 9mm tucked away in his waistband.

There's a female hostage down, with a red polka dot dress.

Another hostage 3ft to her right, with blue jeans and a chequered shirt. A male hostage down...

in front of the candy rack. There's a female scumbag behind me,

with a gun in her shirt passing herself off as a hostage.

And there's a special on toilet paper - four for 1.29. That's a lot of toilet paper. Am I right?

That's pretty good - good eyes.

Do you like that? >

Very impressive.

Are you doing all right, Mike?

How the fuck do you think I'm doing?

I got something I want you to do for me. This fucker Roper...

he's got a girlfriend.

She works at the newspaper.

What do you want...? What do...?

No, Mike.

No, Mike. Come on.

You know that's not my thing.

Don't give me shit. I'm in here because of YOU.

Come on, man. You were just robbing a store and he was doing his job.

Fuck you!

Oh, Mike.

I carried you your whole life. Hey, you needed money, you needed a place to stay, you were strung out.

This time YOU are there for ME.

Mikey, don't do this to me, please.

You do it!

I won't get away with it.

You just fucking do it!

Guard!

THUNDER RUMBLES

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Hey, how are you doing?

I'm gonna stop and get some wine. I've got the bread already.

Dinner will be ready soon.

OK, good. I'm starving.

All right. See ya later.

OVEN BELL DINGS

Ow.

SHE SCREAMS

No!

Help me!

Help me!

DOG BARKS

Ronnie!

You OK?

Yeah.

TYRES SCREECH

Watch it!

Argh.

HORN BLARES

If you try to hurt me or anybody else I know, I swear to God,

I'm gonna find a way to bust your fucking ass. I'll put my gun in your mouth your fucking brains out!

I don't know what you're...

You know what the fuck I'm talking about. Don't fucking play games. You know what I'm talking about.

See this guy here?

That's your cousin, right? The guy with the white gloves is the coroner.

That's what the fuck I'm talking about. I'm talking about not playing with me, motherfucker.

Don't fuck with me, man. I'm not playing with you.

You know, in Naples, there's an expression "when you think you're fucking them, they're fucking you."

You ain't in motherfucking Naples right now! Fuck that Naples shit!

Did you hear what the fuck I just told you?

I don't give a fuck about anything...

or anybody. Not now.

Least of all a nigger cop interferes with what's mine.

And what is mine is 10 million worth.

You come in here, you threaten me...

show me a photo of my dead cousin, my family.

I got at least 10 years in here to figure out exactly how to fuck with you

-and everything you care about.

-Hey, fuck you!

You don't give a fuck? I don't give a fuck neither!

I don't give a fuck about you, motherfucker! Try me.

Fucking try me and see what the fuck...

Get the fuck off me. You try me!

Sorry.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

It has an excellent nose. It's quite vintage and you may serve it up.

Thank you.

This evening's specials, we have grilled squab with a sweet-potato foie gras spring roll...

with a wild huckleberry sauce. We also are offering sweetbreads with a white truffle sauce...

on cracked bulgar.

Cracked bulgar?

My mouth has been screaming for cracked bulgar all week(!)

Can we have a couple of minutes to look at the menu?

Oh, sure.

Man can't live on cracked bulgar alone.

BOTH LAUGH

< Nice place, huh?

Yeah, I think it's really nice. It would be expensive, though.

Very, very, very expensive.

In fact, it's costing me quite a pretty penny to wine and dine you in such fashion.

But I think I'm worth it.

I think you're worth it, too. In fact, this is the perfect setting for my little plan.

You see, I know you know that there's a very important reason why I wanted to have dinner with you.

I didn't realise that at all, no.

Veronica, this last week has been incredible for me. You know, I...

I feel like our relationship went to the next phase and kinda crystallised into this new thing.

I'm hoping that the feeling's mutual.

Well, of course it's mutual.

Good, because, Veronica, there comes a time in every relationship where things get more serious.

Yeah.

The last week I rehearsed this many times,

I've been sitting and figuring out the best way to do this.

This is the prefect setting. You've got the perfect dress

and the perfect face. I think I should just show you.

Oh, no, no. We haven't even spoken about this, Scotty.

This is going to be really embarrassing. Come on. Please, can we...?

Ah.

Tahiti?

Tahiti, yes.

Vacation.

Yes, a vacation to Tahiti. You and I, two round-trip tickets

to Tahiti. Yes?

Yeah, that I will do.

What do you mean "that"? What did you think I would ask?

Come on.

The way you were talking...

Oh, wait a minute. Whoa, whoa.

Let's go to Tahiti first, make it a little road test, huh?

So are we going to go to Tahiti?

That is a yes.

-We're going to Tahiti.

-Ssh!

They're not gonna be there. They ain't gonna see us no more. Let's toast it. To being nekkid in Tahiti.

Say it. Nekkid in Tahiti.

Naked in Tahiti.

Not "naked" in Tahiti.

That's how I say it.

Nekkid.

Nekkid.

There you go, "nekkid in Tahiti".

Oh, let me picture you naked.

Oh, look at the sun bouncing off your ass.

BOTH LAUGH

If it's not here by five it's not my problem.

Don't talk to me about Mitch. I'm running this shit, not Mitch. I don't care.

Got another load.

Rack 'em.

BUZZER SOUNDS

< You got the memo from City Hall, too, right?

< I've got 'em right here.

Yeah, they've got the old forms. The new forms have the wrong date or something.

< Yeah.

< Well, don't give me any grief about it. Frank told me.

I can't spend any more time on this.

Set. >

BUZZER SOUNDS

You can tell that to Mitch, too.

Don't call me on this any more. Well, don't give me any grief about it.

< Don't you guys keep notes?

In foreign movies the young girl always falls for the old guy.

Well, I guess women in Europe find older men sexy.

Shit. When I get old and fat...

I'm definitely moving to Europe. That guy was 60 years old.

Shit. I forgot to feed Troy.

I bet he's starving.

Troy, where are you, baby? I'm sorry.

Troy. >

< Troy, where are you hiding?

Troy? >

My eyes are still hurting from reading that movie.

Troy? >

I've got food for you.

Troy?

RATTLING

Where are you? >

Scott, have you seen Troy?

DOG BARKS

Hey, baby, there you are!

Hey, have you been eating my face soap again? You have, haven't you?

Scott, what is it?

Korda escaped.

Korda's escaped?

< This morning.

You don't think he'd try and...

I'm just a little on edge. I need to relax. I'm sure he'll try to get out of town. We leave tomorrow anyway.

I'm sorry about that. I just overreacted, OK?

DOG BARKS

Go and feed the dog before we have Cujo on our hands.

DOG BARKS

Have you packed everything? You sure you didn't forget your bowling ball?

I sent that ahead, wise guy.

You're bringing a lot to where you're not supposed to wear a lot.

It would be better if you stayed in the house till we're ready to go.

I'm gonna help you guys.

No, I'm not playing. I think you should go in the house.

Hold up a second.

We are going to Tahiti. We're going to have a great time. YOU are going to forget everything.

Everything. So just calm down.

I'm calm. Look at me.

I just think you should go in the house.

I'll get my cameras.

Take your time, all right?

Man.

DOG BARKS

You've got to relax.

I'm relaxed.

Calm down.

I don't want nothing to go wrong.

Ronnie, come on, now.

Veronica!

Come on.

We've gotta be there an hour and a half early to check in. What are you doing?

Come on, Ronnie.

Hey.

Ronnie, how long it take to get some camera equipment, huh?

Ronnie?

Veronica.

DOG BARKS

What's that, Troy? Is she out there?

Man, is she? Watch it.

Hey, Veronica.

Roper, what's up?

What is it?

KORDA ON TAPE: 'You're missing something, Roper. I got it.

'You got something that belongs to me, and I want it back.

'4.15 tomorrow, Mayor Island, north entrance, off Dixon.

'Pull up to berth 16. I so much as smell another cop I'll be sending you pieces of her for a month.'

He's gonna kill her, no matter what.

If I take him those jewels he's gonna kill me and her.

So what do you want to do? >

We go back long ways, but you can't make me do this.

Frank, this guy's a psychopath. It's the only way I'll get close to him.

Go to the lieutenant or the DA. This is my fucking job you're asking me to lay on the line.

Any department involvement, she's dead. This guy's a fucking maniac. He killed Sam. He'll kill her.

I got one shot at this guy, Frank - alone.

What if it was Mary? You'd do the same thing - break every fucking rule in the book, wouldn't you?

I just hope to God I never have to make that decision.

This conversation never happened. I never saw you today.

Now I gotta go take a leak.

This is an abandoned shipyard. He's gonna be able to get a vantage point from anywhere -

trains, abandoned buildings, everything.

He's gonna be able to see everything we do.

We're gonna have to figure a way to sneak me in here.

Korda!

Korda!

-KORDA ON LOUDSPEAKER:

-Roper,

nice of you to make it.

Now take the jacket off and put it on the hood.

Good. Let's have a look at that tarp.

Under the tarp in the back.

Pull it back. Pull it back.

Over there to your right. See that concrete block? There's a radio on it. Walk to it.

That's it. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

..Uh...

before you touch it you throw away your piece.

Good. Your back-up, too. Do it.

Pick up the bag, bring it to me.

Walk past those cranes on your right, get to the end, you make a left.

At the end of that building you go to your right.

Walk to building 36.

Ah.

That's it. Keep coming.

That's good. Right there.

Come on in.

Somebody's dying to say hello.

Shit.

Scott!

Shit.

Hey.

Over to the table.

Open your shirt.

I'm not wearing a wire. This is between me and you.

Fuck you. Open the shirt.

OK?

Where are you, McCall?

Right here, Roper.

You satisfied?

Open the bag. Dump it on the table.

Pick something up.

What?

Nope. Closer to the front of the pile. There.

Let's go.

You stay put.

That's impressive.

What the fuck did you have to do? Steal 'em?

Yeah, I stole 'em.

That won't look good on the service record.

Let me worry about that. Let's just get this shit over with.

A man after my own heart.

There you go. Fill it up.

Come on, man. Bring him out. Move him out.

Step up.

That's far enough. Right there - bag on the floor.

I'm not putting the bag on the floor. Now you let my girl go.

Scott, just do what he says, please.

Hey, Ronnie, relax. I'm gonna get us out of here.

That I gotta see.

Just a little more.

No. No!

Scott!

Hey.

Back off.

Don't move.

Shit. Damn it.

I rewired this switch, so you keep your finger on the red button otherwise it gets kinda messy.

Such a nice neck, too.

Shit.

Now walk to me.

That's it. Right there. Right there. Put the bag down.

Now, real nice, you kick over what's mine.

Oh no. Please. Scott!

Remember what I said?

Remember that?

When you think you're fucking them, they're fucking you.

You just got fucked.

Gotta go. Got a plane to catch. Oh shit, look at this.

Got my car here and that's the only exit.

Only way out. You're standing right in front of it.

Now, you can move, but...

KORDA WHISTLES

Scott, what's he doing?

Damn.

CAR STARTS UP

Scott, move.

Get out of the way!

Do it now, Scott!

McCall, stop the...

SILENT MOUTHING

What car?

ENGINE ROARS

Please move.

Take the shot!

Argh!

Argh!

TYRES SCREECH

Scott!

HE SPLUTTERS

Come on, please! Help me.

SHE SHRIEKS

Come on, Scott!

Argh!

Stay in here.

No!

Stay inside, Ronnie! Stay here.

McCall!

He went around that way.

How bad you hit?

He went down that way.

You all right?

I'm OK.

< Get him.

ENGINE TURNS OVER

ENGINE STARTS

Hey!

Motherfucker!

Get the fuck off it!

PEOPLE CHATTER

I've never seen a sky so blue...

and sea so clear. This place is amazing.

Yeah.

Yep. I could really get used to this paradise shit.

Oh, excuse me, miss.

Can you get me another pina colada, and can you shave the ice for me?

Oui, monsieur.