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(dramatic music)

(man speaking foreign language)

(crowd shouting) (cheering)

(speaking foreign language)

(crowd shouting) (cheering)

(crowd chanting) (cheering)

(dramatic music)

(crowd chanting)

(gunfire blasting)

(explosion booms)

(calm music) (chirping)

(exciting music)

(students chattering)

- Hi, Mary Lynn. - Hi. Great game today.

- Well, thanks.

- I don't think the football team could survive without you.

You're the best quarterback they've ever had.

- Dingle! (laughing)

- Do you think you could survive without me, Mary Lynn?

- No, Doug, I just meant that...

I don't know, I just don't think they could survive--

- Ugh! Just let me puke and get it over with.

- Hug me, Jenny.

- Fine.

(dramatic music)

(water flushing)

- Hey, need help with your books?

- Get lost.

(students chattering)

- Hey, nice move!

So when are we gonna go out, Jennifer?

- When hell freezes over.

- (laughing) She likes me.

(guitars playing rock duet)

(crowd applauding)

(bell ringing) (laughing)

- Take a load off, buddy. Take a load off.

Oh, man!

You know, you sounded like heaven.

- You sound like you need a new set of strings.

- (chuckles) I hear that.

Oh, no, Gus, I couldn't. (coins clattering)

Come on. I already owe you for the guitar.

- Whoa, you don't owe someone for a birthday present.

- I know, but...

- No "buts."

You go buy yourself a set of strings, little Johnny.

We've got a lot of music to make.

- Okay, I understand.

Well, I gotta hit the trail. You take it easy.

- You take it easy.

- (laughs) I hear you.

(Johnny grunts)

See you later, Gus.

(surreptitious music) (motor rumbling)

- We all in?

Well, let me say, I'm just as thrilled

to be in this detention hall as you are.

For the next 90 minutes, I expect you to sit still

and silently read a book.

Then we can all go home.

Has anyone seen Mr. Dylan?

- Yeah, he's here.

- Where?

(rock guitar riffing)

Very nice, Segovia.

That'll be all, Mr. Dylan.

Would you mind unplugging the noise box

and putting the musical instrument

as far away from you as possible?

- No sooner said than done.

- Thank you.

Mr. Dylan,

your feet are on the chair, not on the floor.

- Nice threads, baby. You look terrific.

- Thank you.

- Mr. Dylan, feet on the floor.

Floor!

You are skating on thin ice, Mr. Dylan.

I can always extend our time together.

All right, books open, mouths shut, now!

I shall return in five minutes.

I expect peace and silence to prevail in my absence.

Feet, Dylan!

- So long, bonehead!

(Doug laughing)

- Doug, I don't know how we got stuck in this detention.

I was just minding my own business and out of nowhere,

Mr. Nero just came up from behind me--

- Yeah, whatever, Mary Lynn.

(plucking guitar strings)

So, Jennifer, tell me,

how did you wind up in this sinful place?

- I think it was a case of mistaken identity.

- Jennifer? You like guitar?

- You sound pretty good, Johnny.

- So you like music, huh?

Check this out.

(mimicking farts)

- Doug, stop! (laughs)

- What did I do to deserve this?

- Would you cut it out?

- No, this is amazing.

He's only 17 and already the biggest asshole in Indiana.

(Jennifer laughs)

- [Instructor] And one, two, three, four,

five, six, seven and eight to the knees.

Here we go for one, two, three, four,

five, six, seven and eight, hit the floor.

And one... - Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

- Six, seven, eight, nine. Here we go.

Press, eight, seven, press, six,

five, keep going, four, three, two, one, again.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

- Jennifer? Jennifer?

What do you say I walk you home after prison lets out?

- I don't think so.

- Hey, come on, it can be dangerous

for a young girl to walk home all alone.

- Oh, so you're gonna protect me from all the maniacs

and killers just waiting to pounce on me?

- (chuckling) Yeah, they're everywhere.

I'll serenade you.

- I'll think about it.

Three, two and one.

Okay, everyone, wasn't that fun?

Don't go away. We'll be right back after this message.

- Does your dog have bad breath?

You should be using Canine Gargle.

It's good for you and good for--

- We interrupt our regular programming

for this special news bulletin.

This new salvo

of Libyan threats to avenge the American bombings

has prompted government officials to beef up security

in all sensitive military installations here and abroad.

Locally, at the Black River Nuclear Power Plant,

new measures have been taken to assure that an incident--

- Dingle! Turn that off.

This is a detention hall, not a video arcade.

(ominous music)

- Moammar, how are you feeling?

- Good.

- You must drive as fast as you possibly can.

And when you're 300 meters from the reactor building,

turn on the timing device.

- Yassir, I want to do it!

- Don't talk! Hassan, be patient, your time will come.

Moammar is the chosen one for this mission.

There is much more to be accomplished.

This is only the beginning.

Now, you must drive all the way to the reactor building

or we have failed.

- I will not fail you, Yassir.

Nothing can stop me.

(speaking foreign language)

- Go in the name of God.

- God is with us.

(suspenseful music)

(engine turns over)

- Yeah, I think it'd be a great idea.

Shit! Look out!

(terrorists laughing)

(tires squealing)

- No! Damn it!

- Stay put!

(dismal music)

(sirens wailing)

- Go, go, go! Come on!

Go! -All right.

(tense music)

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- [Leroy] Attention all units, code one, code one.

Terrorist attack at Black River Nuclear Power Plant.

Suspects are heading eastbound on Route 22.

Security police are in pursuit.

- Leroy, give me that again. Over.

- Chief, is that you?

- You're damn right it's me.

- [Leroy] I have Captain Steiner on channel 68. Over.

- Chief, we've just been attacked by three suspects

in a blue Ford sedan.

They just shot two rockets at the power plant,

also knocked down the front gate.

They're headed east on Route 22

and they're headed in your direction.

- Damn it.

Attention all units, I want a roadblock on Route 22.

Everybody move to intercept blue Ford sedan.

Occupants heavily armed and extremely dangerous. Over.

(siren wailing)

(sirens wailing)

- Wilson checking in.

(exciting music)

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

(gunfire blasting)

- They what? Damn it, Tom.

Wait a minute. I see them!

They're coming this way.

Holy Christ!

(tires screeching)

(car thuds) (bushes crunch)

(tires screeching) (crashing)

(ominous music)

Son of a bitch.

(siren wailing) (engine revving)

(horn honking)

(gunfire blasting)

(bullets ricocheting)

(tires screeching)

(man screams)

(witness shrieks)

- Oh, my God. Are you okay?

(onlooker gasps)

(siren wailing)

(crowd clamoring)

(body grates)

(baby cooing)

(tires squeal)

(tires screeching) (shrieking)

(engine revving)

- Units five and six,

they're heading east on Main just past Richmond Avenue.

I'm going around to head them off.

I want backup.

(siren wailing)

- This is Unit two on Jefferson, heading north.

ETA five minutes.

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

- [Officer] This is Unit 5.

I'm in the alley between Morgan and North.

No sign of suspects.

- [Officer 2] Unit 8. Negative contact.

Will continue searching.

- [Leroy] 10-4 Units 5 and 8. Continue search.

(siren wails)

- [Officer] This is Unit 5. Have suspects spotted.

Will pursue and intercept at Main Street.

I see them, Chief.

They're headed south on Main Street.

- Okay, move up. We're gonna box them in.

Proceed with caution.

(tires screeching)

(tires squealing) (engine revving)

(dramatic music) (car puttering)

(tires squealing)

- Crazy kids!

(officer screams)

(explosion booms)

(tires screeching)

- Up ahead, Yas.

(tires screeching)

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

(tires skidding)

- Shit!

(siren wailing)

(siren wailing)

(birds fluttering)

(tires screeching)

(gunfire blasting)

(tires screeching)

(sirens wailing)

- Don't stop now. Just a little bit more.

Come on, four more.

Three, two and one.

- We interrupt our regular programming

for this special news bulletin.

We have just received a preliminary report

that a commando style terrorist attack has occurred

at the Black River Nuclear Power Plant in Kokomo, Indiana.

Now, details are sketchy at the moment,

but we understand that heavy artillery is involved

and at least two rockets have been fired.

- Dingle! (gasps)

- Mr. Nero, you don't understand!

Terrorists are attacking Indiana!

(classmates laughing)

- That's a good one, Dingle. - Far out!

- No, really! Listen.

Listen.

- Yes, now you, too, can have the perfect rear end

you've always dreamt about

with Joe Farino's Miracle Butt Buster.

(Butt Buster buzzing)

- Dingle, you can plan on detention

for the rest of the semester.

- But I just heard the man--

- Look, if you think you can get away

with this kind of behavior in this room,

you're very sadly mistaken. - Please, listen to me. I--

- Sit down! - I heard it.

- Sit down!

(Doug laughs)

And as for the rest of you,

let me tell you something, I am fed up with your behavior.

Terrorists in Indiana?

I have never heard of such a ridiculous thing in my life.

(exciting music) (sirens wailing)

Units 2 and 3, units 2 and 3, where are you?

- This is Morrisey going north on Main.

(gunfire bursts blasting)

(people clamoring) (biker moans)

- Get a blanket! - Help! (screaming)

(engine revving)

(woman screaming)

(townspeople clamoring)

(bullets ricocheting)

(gunfire bursts blasting)

(gunfire blasting) (people screaming)

(dramatic music)

(woman shrieks) (sobbing)

- Dear Jesus.

I want emergency vehicles downtown right away.

And call the FBI.

We've got a war on our hands.

(tires squealing)

(bell ringing)

(sirens wailing)

(fire hose hissing)

- All right, let's shake it.

What do we got here?

- [Officer] We got a vehicle in the downtown area.

Ran over some old man down there.

- What kind of weapons? -Automatic. Relief, anybody?

- All right. -All right.

- I hear they're real badass. - Let's go. Let's shake it.

( music)

Let's go, on the double. Five rifles, two shotguns.

Let's go. Load up, check your weapons.

Chief, this is Steiner here.

We're on our way. Over.

Y'all check out? Let's go!

Load! Let's go!

(engine turns over)

(train whistle blaring)

(sirens wailing)

- Units 2 and 3, we're racing a freight train

up the utility road.

Try to intercept at Brown Street crossing.

Repeat, intercept at Brown Street crossing. Out.

(whistle blaring) (bell dinging)

(tires screeching)

(train whistle blaring)

(crossing bell dinging)

(engine revving)

- [Officer] I swear I don't know how it happened.

- Oh, don't give me that.

They were heading north on Brown Street.

They didn't just disappear into thin air.

- I'm on Brown Street, Chief.

- What the hell are you doing over there?

- You told me!

- Never mind.

Leroy, this is Chief Rawlings, do you read me? Over.

- [Leroy] I read you, Chief. Over.

- Where the hell are those damn terrorists?

- [Leroy] The suspects were just spotted

heading northbound on Route 35.

Over. -All right, keep me posted.

Over and out.

- [Leroy] 10-4. Base clear.

(tense music)

- Can you see anyone behind us?

- No, I don't see anyone.

(Yassir sighs)

- What is that? (helicopter chuffing)

- Yassir, move faster.

(tires squealing)

- Move faster.

- Gamal, I'm trying. This is as fast as possible.

What do you expect of me? It's a car, not a rocket.

(gunfire blasting)

Yeah! (all cheering)

(sirens wailing) (tense music)

- Move quicker.

- Shoot! Fire!

(gunfire bursts blasting)

(engine revving)

- Look out!

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(automatic gunfire blasting)

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

- What's the matter? I need some ammo.

(tense music)

(tires skidding) - Let's stop here!

Pull over! -Allah be with you!

(sirens wailing) (automatic gunfire blasting)

(tires squealing)

(gunfire blasting) (siren wailing)

(explosion booms)

- We've had so much fun today.

It's a shame that we have to go.

Bye-bye.

- Bye-bye. Goodbye.

- Bye. See you tomorrow.

- Dingle!

Let me have it.

- What?

Oh, this?

Well, I wasn't watching television, Mr. Nero. I was...

I was using the computer for my math homework, and--

- Dingle, don't press your luck.

One more time, and that little TV will spend

the rest of the semester with me.

(students snickering)

Miss Dubois...

Miss Dubois, please get rid of the chewing gum now.

Thank you very much.

Mr. Dylan?

Mr. Dylan?

Please open both eyes,

put both feet down on the floor and read a book.

- I don't have a book.

- Oh, you don't have a book?

Sitting in a room surrounded by books,

but you don't have one?

Well, perhaps I can make a suggestion.

Perhaps I can find a book for you.

This, Mr. Dylan, is an American history textbook.

And in case you've never seen the inside of one of these,

I can assure you, you'll be fascinated with its contents.

(students snickering)

(students laughing)

- All right, don't move!

Hands up! Hands up in the air!

- [Nero] Listen, don't hurt anyone.

- Shut up!

- All right, hands down, slowly.

Hands down!

You, sit down.

Hands on the desk!

Are you a school teacher? - Yes.

- You keep students quiet and no one will get hurt.

- Right.

- Now, is there anybody else in the building right now?

- No, this is... School's out.

This is a detention hall, where--

- Detention hall?

Oh, yes. Yes, a detention hall.

- We keep the students after school.

It's a sort of punishment. - I know!

This is how you punish students in your country.

- [Nero] That's right. In America, we don't--

- That's enough!

Now, we're here to avenge your government's bombing

of our country.

We're not here to hurt students.

- Yassir, what do we do now, damn it?

- We need another car.

- I have a-- - Don't move!

- I have a car. I-- - Slowly, get up!

- The keys are in my pocket.

Here. The car's in the parking lot.

Take my car, please.

- Sit down, slowly.

- All right.

(tense music)

- Look up! I'll shoot!

(siren wailing) (engine revving)

- Leroy, anything new from Unit 3? Over.

- [Leroy] Chief, we lost them

at the intersection of Post Road, over.

- Have they turned down Post Road?

- It's possible. Over. - Damn!

- Come on! Let's get out of this stinky place.

- We have to do something about our car.

- Who cares about the car?

- Why don't you camel jockeys get lost, so we can go home?

- Johnny, shut up!

- Since you are so brave, then you will be our hostage.

- I'm not going anywhere with you.

You stink.

(Jennifer screams)

- Don't move! Don't move!

- Please, don't hurt him! - Shut up!

(Gus playing harmonica)

(gunfire blasts) (screaming)

- Gus!

(heavy music)

- You said there was nobody else in the building!

- I didn't know.

I didn't know.

- What are you doing? Don't move!

- I just wanted to cover the--

- Shut up!

Now, listen to me, all of you.

The next one to make a move

is dead.

Is that understood?

- Yes.

(tense music)

- Have all units converge on Hoosier High School.

I found him.

- [Leroy] Attention all units,

suspects have been spotted at Hoosier High School.

All units respond. Code 3.

- You and you, both of you, come with us!

- Me? - Yes! Let's go!

(helicopter chuffing overhead)

Stay down!

(sirens wailing)

(police radio chattering)

- They've got us trapped in this stinky place.

- Gamal, stay calm.

- How are we going to get home?

- There is a way we can get out of here.

- Attention! This is Police Chief Rawlings.

We have you completely surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

- How do we even know they're inside?

- Well, we can't take any chances.

If they are inside, they may have hostages.

Schoolkids, teachers, who knows?

I repeat, this is Chief Rawlings.

You are surrounded.

You have five minutes to come out with your hands up.

- It's over for you.

- You die young, bastard.

Do you know that? - Gamal, please!

Listen to me. Come!

Listen to me!

Gamal!

Gamal, I have a plan.

It will work out to our advantage.

- What do you mean?

- They're not shooting at us.

Do you not wonder why they're not shooting at us?

- Because of the students. - Yes.

We have hostages.

And as long as we have hostages, we are in complete control.

- But how are we going to get out of this place?

- It is very simple, my friend.

We take all the students home with us.

- I can send some men around the back, up on the roof.

- Just hold your horses, Captain.

We don't even know what we're up against.

If they're not in there, we'll find out soon enough.

You now have two minutes to come out with your hands up.

You have one minute.

I repeat, you have one minute

to come out with your hands up.

- Hey, Chief Rawlings!

Listen to me.

We have many hostages in here, school children.

Do exactly as I say, and no one will get hurt.

- Damn it!

- Stay back!

No one comes near this building

or I will kill the hostages.

Now listen to me very carefully.

I want a bus backed up to the front door

and a jet waiting at the airport.

Full gas tanks!

Is that understood?

No tricks and no surprises!

Do you understand me?

- Okay, okay, we'll do our best.

Just don't hurt anybody.

- You have 30 minutes, no more!

Or you will be crying over many dead bodies.

(helicopter chuffing overhead)

And get rid of that helicopter!

If I see it again,

I will make sure that this will be a day to remember

for all of you.

(police radio chattering)

- Get on the radio

and make sure that helicopter stays the hell outta here.

- Yes, sir.

- Are you listening? - Okay, okay, take it easy.

We'll stay clear outta sight, just don't hurt anyone.

(dramatic music)

(Jennifer sobbing)

- Listen. Think we can move him out of the room?

The girls are upset. There's no use leaving him here.

We could get-- - Quiet!

Talk too much.

- All right. It's all right, Gamal.

You move the body. (sighs)

You must understand, we wish you no harm.

We only want the world to know of our struggles for freedom.

We do not want war.

When your government bombed our homes

and killed our children,

you left us very little choice.

We fight back only to defend ourselves.

Sometimes, your government fails to understand that.

- But these are just schoolchildren.

They've got nothing to do with your political problems.

- Your bombs killed our children.

And soon, your troops attack us.

These very same children will be

more than willing to kill us.

- We have no quarrel with you.

Your country was bombed because of your terrorism.

- This is not true.

Your government has given you the wrong information.

We are peace-loving people!

Enough of this!

I don't have to debate politics with you.

(police radio chattering)

- I still think we should deploy some men on the roof.

We can go behind the building, position ourselves there.

- Now you listen to me, Captain.

I'm not gonna risk any more lives if I can help it.

Those God damn terrorist near destroyed my town

and killed a lot of innocent people.

I don't know how many of them are in that building

or how they're deployed,

but until the FBI gets here, I am running the show.

Have you got that?

- Okay, Chief.

It's your ball game.

We got a jet for those cutthroats?

- I'll check on it. - Now get going.

- Write all your names on a piece of paper.

All of you, come on!

- What's this for?

- Never mind! Just write your name down.

- I know we can wear them down.

- We'll delay them as long as we can.

What's the story on the FBI?

- They're on their way.

- Chief? We've got a school bus.

- Well, good.

Get ready to move it up at the last possible moment.

- Right.

- Maybe we could bug the bus.

- Oh, Steiner, this ain't "Mission: Impossible."

We don't have much of a call

for electronic surveillance around here.

- Chief, no offense, but do you have much experience

in dealing with hostage situations?

- Yeah, I saw "Dog Day Afternoon" three times,

and I watch the Mediterranean circus

on the TV news every night.

- Never mind.

Hello in there. I'd like to talk.

- [Yassir] What is it?

- Well, I'd like to know your name.

- (sighs) No names!

- I'll tell you what, when we get the bus here,

I'll trade you the bus for a hostage.

What do you say?

- No deals!

You have 24 minutes!

- Now, wait a minute, we need a little more time.

- You have 23 minutes, Chief.

- "Dog Day Afternoon?"

- Well, it worked in the movie.

- Excuse me.

- What is it?

- Can we just let the girls go?

They're frightened, and there's no need to keep them here.

We can just-- - Be quiet.

- Listen, I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him.

(Nero groans) - Stop it!

- [Gamal] Quiet, or you will get the same.

- Leave her alone, dirtball!

(Mary Lynn screams)

- Gamal!

- Take it easy!

- Come on!

That's not necessary.

- He was meaning to do us! - Be respectful!

- They call us names!

They have no respect for us.

You students are truly ignorant

of our people and our motives.

- Listen to me.

All of you, you're in a very dangerous situation,

each and every one of you.

If you do not cooperate with us,

your lives are in great danger.

And remember, I will not hesitate to kill you.

Is that understood?

What is it?

- I have to go to the bathroom.

- (sighs) All right, go ahead.

Gamal will go with you.

- I'll hold it.

- [Reporter] Deputy, can you tell us

what's going on in there?

- I can't answer that.

All right, listen, your guess is as good as mine.

Now listen, folks, you're gonna have to move back.

(talking over each other)

Jerry, get in here!

As soon as we have something, the Chief will let you know.

I can't answer that. I have no idea, sir.

As soon as we have something, we'll let you know, all right?

As soon as we have something, all right?

Gee.

- And the location's Hoosier High School.

- [Officer] 10-4.

- Chief, I just spoke to the governor,

he promised to have a jet waiting at the airport.

- Good work.

- And I'm getting all sorts of flak from the press.

Everybody wants to know what's going on.

- Well, you tell them we've got nothing to say.

- They're pretty insistent.

- Well, I don't give a damn.

Those terrorists have a radio.

I don't want them to hear anything they don't already know.

- What are you gonna do with us?

- They're gonna pick a name and kill one of us,

like they did on that ship, the Achille Lauro.

- [Gamal] Would you shut up, or I'll kill you right now!

- Stop! (gunfire blasting)

(high-stress music)

- Hold your fire. No shooting.

- On the floor!

Come on, move it!

Move! Hurry up!

You, move forward, right there. Come on!

Stay on the floor.

Don't move. (breathing heavily)

- Hey, what's going on in there?

Hey, talk to me or we're coming in!

- Everything's fine! No one's hurt!

- How do I know that?

- You have my word!

It was just a warning.

Everything's fine!

- Let's go in. - No, we wait.

- Chief, let's move in, they may be killing those kids!

- If we start shooting, those kids don't have a chance.

- Please don't kill us.

- Be quiet, no talking!

(Mary Lynn quietly sobs)

Hey, Chief! You better hurry up with that bus!

- Those bastards have got us by the balls.

- Should we bring the bus up now?

- No.

I want confirmation from the airport

that we've got a jet waiting on the runway.

- We might be better off if we can get them

out of the building, onto the bus!

- As soon as we get the jet, Captain.

As soon as we get the jet!

(Steiner sighs)

Hey, listen up.

The bus is coming, just don't hurt anyone, okay?

- Everything in here is fine!

(breathing tensely) You should be more careful.

I almost shot you.

- What did you want me to do, knock?

- Where are the two boys? - I don't know.

- You don't know?

What do you mean you don't know?

- I don't know, I lost them in the halls.

- Are they still in the building?

- Maybe.

I don't know!

- That's not good, Gamal.

Not good at all!

- What do you want from me?

- All right, all of you, back in your seats!

Move it! Come on, move, up!

You're very foolish people.

If you attack us or try to escape again,

we'll kill all of you.

Do I make myself clear?

- [Nero] Yes.

- You all have families, right?

You?

- Yes. - Have any children?

- I had a daughter, two years old,

killed by you.

If you want to see your families again,

you will do exactly as I say.

Is that understood?

(Johnny panting)

- Johnny, wait!

Let's rest.

We just can't keep running in circles.

We mightjust run right back into them.

- No, come on, we can get out right through there.

- Wait a minute, where are you going?

- I'm getting the hell out of this freak show!

- You just can't leave? - Watch me!

- Johnny!

- You got a problem?

- We've gotta do something!

- They have got machine guns!

- We just can't leave the others behind.

- You know, for a smart guy, you are acting stupid!

Now, I am leaving and I suggest you follow.

What about Gus?

They killed Gus in cold blood, Johnny.

He was your best friend!

- Yeah, well, what do you want me to do?

I can't bring him back to life!

- We gotta help the others, Johnny!

- Look, I have got two hands, that is it!

Do you got any guns? - No.

- Yeah, well, me neither.

Now, let's go.

- Wait a minute, I've got an idea.

Let me show you something, okay?

- This better be good.

- Hey, stop!

Sit down in that chair! - Stop it! Please, just...

- Stop your whining. - Look, I was just trying

to see if the boy's all right.

(Mary Lynn's breath trembling)

- He's all right, still breathing.

(sobbing softly)

(Jennifer whispers unintelligibly)

- You, sit down in your chair, now!

- Go ahead and sit down.

(Mary Lynn sobbing)

Will you shut up?

Shut up!

- Big, brave man.

- [Gamal] Shut up!

(police radio chattering)

(insect buzzing)

- Captain, come here.

What's with the FBI?

- I just spoke with them, they're on their way.

- That's what they said 20 minutes ago.

Try and get me the governor on your radio, will you?

What's the situation on the road to the airport?

- Well, it's good, Chief.

We got every access road blocked.

- Oh, good.

Make sure that all units stays in contact with us.

- Chief, I've got the governor.

- Governor, if I don't have a jet in--

(governor chattering unintelligibly)

Well, that's great, sir.

That's good to hear.

Yes, sir, I'll be in touch.

Goodbye, Governor.

- What'd he say?

- We got ourjet.

Now, let's see if we can move those people out of there.

- Chief, why don't you give "Dog Day" another shot?

- What do you mean?

- Try a little negotiating,

maybe get a hostage out of the deal.

- Okay, I'll give it another try.

Hey! Hello in there!

- What is it, Chief? - I've got good news.

We've got a jet waiting for you at the airport.

But first, I'm gonna need some proof

that all the hostages are okay.

- The hostages are fine!

- I need proof, how do I know you haven't killed everybody?

- They're fine!

I told you they're fine!

Where is my bus?

- [Rawlings] You give us a hostage, we'll give you the bus.

- No deals!

I told you, no deals!

You have eight minutes, Chief!

- I want a hostage.

(Mary Lynn sobbing)

- You!

Get out.

- Mary Lynn...

I said, get out!

- Go!

(breath trembling)

Go!

- Sights.

- There, there, Mary Lynn. (sobbing)

It's okay now, honey. You're safe.

Everything's gonna be all right.

You go with Officer Sights,

I'll be with you in a minute, okay?

- All right.

- See if you can calm her down,

I want to ask her some questions as soon as possible.

- Right, Chief.

- Should we bring up the bus?

- In a couple-- - Hey, Chief!

You have your hostage.

Where is my bus?

- It's coming. It's coming!

- [Yassir] You have six minutes!

(suspenseful music)

(keypad beeping)

(drill whirring)

(torch hissing)

- Look, I'm leaving. - Just wait a minute!

Just a little longer.

Voila.

- What are you gonna do with that?

- Come on, you'll see.

- Norman, are you fucking out of your mind?

- We got a weapon!

- Yeah, well, I ain't no Robin Hood!

They are gonna blow your brains out.

- No, this will work, I know it!

- I'm outta here.

- It's worth a try!

- Later.

- Don't go, Johnny!

It might work.

- It's all over now. (sobbing)

- There was blood all over the place.

- Mary Lynn, here's Chief Rawlings.

He just wants to ask you a few questions, okay?

- Okay.

- All right, now, Mary Lynn.

Look, sweetheart, you're gonna help me see

that nobody else gets hurt, okay?

- Okay. -All right?

Now, first, how many terrorists are in there?

Three or two.

- All right. How many hostages does he have?

- They were all... Just five or four.

- Uh-huh.

(police radio chattering)

- The men are getting anxious, Captain.

- Right. Now take your position over there.

- Yes, sir.

- We only have a few minutes, Chief.

- I know, I know.

- What'd the girl say?

- Well, she seemed pretty confused.

Near as I can figure out, we got at least two terrorists,

half a dozen hostages, and one dead janitor.

- Time for the bus.

- I hope those kids come out of this alive.

- Chief, the bus is ready.

- All right, bring-- - Hey, Chief!

You have one minute left!

If I do not see a bus in exactly one minute,

I will kill a hostage!

(dramatic music)

- Get a bus up here.

All right, just hang on, the bus is coming.

Don't hurt anybody.

(tense music) (engine turns over)

I hear the bus! The bus is coming!

(somber music)

Gus?

Gus?

(Johnny sobbing)

- Get up. On your feet.

Come on, up!

Get up! On your feet!

Up!

Now, listen to me. We're leaving now.

Stay very close to us and make no sudden moves

and no one will get hurt.

Is that understood? - Yeah.

- Come on, get up. Up!

- Fuck you, asshole!

- Wait! Hey, don't hurt her!

- (screaming) Help! - Leave her alone!

- Shut up! Stay where you are!

(kicks thudding) (screaming)

- We're staying, we're staying!

- Come on, stop it! That's enough!

- My leg!

- Get up! - I can't!

- Just make him leave her alone. Can't you see she's hurt?

- Ow! - Gamal, that's all right,

leave her behind!

We've got to get out of here!

Come on, move! Let's go!

- No, wait, wait, listen!

You can leave her. Take me, I'll go with you!

- Shut up. You speak too much.

You're coming with us anyway.

- You're an insufferable son of a bitch!

(Nero groans) - (screams) Quit! Stop!

(Nero groaning)

Stop it!

- Damn it! They've got the bus, what are they waiting for?

- Maybe they're waiting for the FBI.

(Jennifer sobbing) - What are you doing?

- What did you want me to do,

let them take my gun and kill us both?

- We need them as our hostage!

See if he's all right.

Come on, let's go.

(bones crackling)

- He's dead.

- [Yassir] That's all right. Let's go, hurry up!

- No! (groaning) - Shut up!

- I'm not going.

- Stay still! (Jennifer yelping)

(Jennifer whimpering)

(Doug roars) (tense music)

(Doug and Gamal grunting) (groaning)

(blows thudding) (Gamal groaning)

(Doug roars) (gunfire burst blasts)

- Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

- Damn, they're killing those kids, let's move in now!

- Keep your shorts on, Captain!

All right, you've got your bus.

The game is over, come on out.

(police radio chattering)

(dramatic music)

(Jennifer whimpers)

Hey, talk to me or we're coming in!

- Don't you make a move.

- Let go of me!

- Shut up!

Hey, Chief! We're coming out!

- You promised not to hurt anybody.

- We had an accident.

One of the students tried to take our weapon.

It is regrettable. I am sorry!

- Are you gonna believe him?

- Do I have a choice?

I want a hostage before you come out.

We will take only one hostage with us.

(Jennifer grunts)

The others we will leave behind!

- Let go! (whimpering) - Stop moving!

- I don't like it.

- Sounds fishy to me, Chief.

- Oh, let's just see what comes out the door.

- Don't move!

Stay exactly where you are!

If anyone moves, I will kill the girl.

Chief, I'm going to be getting something out of my car.

So keep everyone back and away from it.

Gamal...

Don't move!

(tense music) (police radio chattering)

(arrow whooshes) (Yassir groans)

All right!

(gunfire blasting)

(Jennifer yelps) (whimpers)

Get up. Get up.

- No!

No, I'm not...

- All right, move back. Move back, damn it!

(guns cocking)

(door thuds)

- Come on, now. You can make it!

(Jennifer whimpering) (Yassir groaning)

Gamal, please help me.

(Yassir shouts) (groans)

(Yassir panting)

- You have to hold the girl, Yassir.

You can make it.

- (cries out) Let go of me! - Hold her.

(engine turns over)

- No!

- Damn it, Johnny, why couldn't you help us?

- What was that?

- I don't know.

- Sweet Jesus.

- All right, Johnny! Yeah!

- All right, let's tail them.

(suspenseful music) (engines turning over)

- Yassir? How do I get to the airport?

- How do we get to (groans) the airport?

Which way?

Tell me now, how do we get to the airport?

- (groans) Straight.

Just go straight down this road.

(Jennifer whimpering)

- Gamal, (groaning) I don't think I can...

I can make it.

- You can make it!

When we get to the airport, I will get you the best doctor!

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots blasting)

(rocket blasts)

(tires screeching)

(train whistle blaring)

(Gamal screaming)

(train whistle blaring)

(tires screeching)

(crossing bell dinging)

(dramatic music)

(Jennifer grunting)

(startling music) (Jennifer shrieking)

(Gamal grunting)

(Gamal groaning)

(both grunting) (groaning)

- Here's to you.

(automatic gunfire bursts)

- Go on! Get out!

Go!

- Does this mean I can walk you home now?

(Jennifer sniffles)

- Yeah. Will you serenade me? (chuckles)

- (laughs) I'll think about it!

(dramatic music)

(thrilling music)