SPEED MOVIE LICENSE
Annie: Well, I should probably tell you that I'm taking the bus because I had my driver's license revoked. So, you're a cop, right? Jack: That's right. Is there a plan? Jack: Just for you to drive. Can you handle this bus? Annie: I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just like driving a really big Pinto. Jack: Miss, can you handle this bus? Annie: Oh, sure. Mac: We got a random demand from your dead terrorist. Jack: Hey! I'm a cop! Sam: What? Jack: I'm a cop! LAPD! There's a bomb on your bus! Tuneman: There's a- What?! Fuck! Jack: There's a bomb on your bus! Tuneman: Watch the road! Move over! Tuneman: Fuck! Man, you scratch this puppy, and you and me are gonna have words, you understand? Jack: Stop! LAPD! Get out of the car! Tuneman: Man, this is my car, I own this car, it's not stolen! Jack: It is now. Now, the number of the bus is 2525, it's running downtown from Venice. Payne: Focus, Jack! Your concern is the bus. Jack: We can't pull that kind of money in time. You try to take any passengers off the bus, I will detonate it. There are rules, Jack, and I want you to get this right: No one goes off the bus. Payne: You think I'm gonna to tell you that? Jack: Yes. What do you do? What do you do? Jack: I'd want to know what bus it was. Once the bus goes 50 miles an hour, the bomb is armed. This is about money due me! Which I will collect! $3.7 million! It's my nest egg, Jack. You ruined a man's life's work and you think you can walk away? You got blinders on to the world! But I got your attention now, didn't I, Jack? Jack: Why didn't you just come after me? Payne: No, this is about me! This is about my money. You couldn't understand the kind of commitment that I have. Payne: You think I wouldn't have been prepared? Two years I spent setting up that elevator job, two years I invested myself in it. Payne: What do you think, Jack? You think you pick up all the bus driver's teeth, they'll give you another medal? Jack: Jesus. Jack: Why, 'cause you didn't get to kill everyone? Payne: There will come a time, boy, when you'll wish you'd never met me. This day has been real disappointing, I don't mind saying. Thirty more years of this, you get a tiny pension and a cheap gold watch. Why did I take this job? Harry: Aw, come on. Harry: We're not gonna shoot 'em, right? Jack: No, we just take them out of the equation. Jack: Maybe we can do something about those hostages. Jack: How much do you think that elevator weighs? Harry: Jack, come on.
SPEED MOVIE MAC
Harry: Well, right now Mac outranks your gut, so we sit. Harry: You're deeply nuts, you know that? "Shoot the hostage." Jack: Harry, this is wrong. Go for the good wound and he can't get to the plane with her. Harry: What? Jack: Take her out of the equation. Everyone else, I want you to affirm building evac. Worthy and Briggs, I want you to secure the base area. Norwood: The nearest access panel's on the 32nd floor in the lobby.
Jack: Sir, Harry volunteers to examine the device. The bomber's also wired the hatch to trigger the bomb, which seats him in the crazy but not stupid section. The only way in or out is through access panels. Harry: We can't just unload the passengers? Mac: This is an express elevator, gentlemen. Mac: The city would like to avoid that event, Officer Traven. Briggs: Anything else that'll keep this elevator from falling? Jack: Yeah, the basement. Harry: What's our clock? Norwood: He gave one hour. Bomber wants $3 million, or he blows the emergency brakes. What we have here are 13 passengers in an express elevator, below floor 30. Security Guard: Nobody called it down to me. They called me down here, some of this wiring got screwed up. Wouldn't be able to interest you in a bribe, would I? I've got, uh, plenty to go around! My money! YOU BASTARD! HOW DOES THAT FEEL?! YOU LIKE THAT, HUH?! YOU LIKE IT, YOU BASTARD?! MY MONEY! Shit! You! I'm coming for you, Jack! ĭialogue Security Guard: Hey, this area's restricted. Hey, Jack! Is that you? He's so persistent, he always gets his man.And for who? For what? Do you know what a bomb is, Jack, that doesn't explode? It is a cheap gold watch, buddy. Your life is empty because you spend it trying to stop the bomb from becoming. What do you do? What do you do? Turn around. You have a hair trigger aimed at your head.
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