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♪ ♪

( squeaking )

( horn honking )

( grunts ) Old Man: I'm calling the cops!

Woman: You ran the stop sign! Shut up! Just shut up, you.

Old Man: Hey! What do you think you're doing?!

No! ( groans )

Shut up.

( vocalizing )

( kids laugh )

( music playing on radio )

( giggling )

We have to stop. There's an accident.

Tell the children to look the other way.

Man: Play hurt, play hurt.

Play hurt, play hurt. My heart!

( kids vocalize )

Get back! Sit down, sit down, sit down! ( girls scream )

Move over, lady!

Keep your eyes on that window. ( engine rumbles )

( girls whimper ) ( chattering )

♪ ♪

Leader: Boy, you deaf or something?

( gasps ) Leader: Shep, burn it!

( girl screams )

( sirens )

( sirens approaching )

( gunshot )

Leaders: Back up, buckoes, or I'm shooting again!

( vocalizing ) ( kid screams )

Leader: Keep moving, Shep. ( screams )

Pull these little morons in front of you.

All right, man. Get 'em up there!

Shoot 'em, Shep!

Man no.2: Go on, move it! Get in here. Pull that door shut.

Man no.2: Keep moving till I say stop! Go!

Okay, kids-- you want me to take 'em upstairs?

( chattering )

( police radio chatter )

( reporters clamoring ) Reporter: Mr. Potter!

Hey! Over here!

( clamoring continues )

( distant siren )

Trooper: Yeah, I'll walk him in.

( reporters shouting )

( officials chatter )

Hello, Potter. Henderson, what are you doing here?

I'm Deputy SAC, Albany.

Did Lebow and Geller get in?

Geller's in there. Lebow's 20 minutes behind you.

How many of our people are on site?

Seven, including me. Why so few?

That's all I had available.

What about Hostage Rescue?

Team one's in Miami on a DEA raid.

Two's in Chicago on a bank robbery

that went barricade this morning.

So what do I do for muscle?

Well, you got a raft of locals out there.

I don't trust locals.

( mutters ) As I recall, Potter, you don't trust anybody.

Uh, sir, the director's gonna be

in the AG's office at 3:00.

He wants you to call him then.

Well, thanks, Toby. Nice job setting this up.

Well, thank you, sir, but I just got here.

This is all state stuff.

It belongs to Sergeant Roger Elb over here.

Very good, sergeant. Thank you, Mr. Potter.

We're capable of receiving any digitized

or microwave communications.

We've got high-speed data links to the FBI mainframe,

and Toby explained to me how you like to monitor the press,

so I'm setting that up now.

Very good.

I understand we have deaf hostages?

Yeah, from a local school.

We'll need an interpreter, someone from the school.

We're working on it.

Sergeant, do you have an extra flak vest and a bullhorn?

Roger: Uh, yes, sir.

John, about Mrs. Potter-- Yeah?

Thanks, Toby, I got your very nice note.

Sorry I didn't write back.

Don't mention it.

Here you go, sir. ♪ ♪

( muffled rumbling )

( muffled footsteps )

( birds chirping )

John: Who's in charge?

Mr. Henderson with the FBI.

I'm John Potter from the FBI.

I guess that'd make you in charge then.

I'm Lenny Budd.

I gotta tell you, sir, my men were pretty excited

when they heard you were coming.

Are you in charge of the state troopers here, Captain?

Yes, sir, I am,

but why don't you just call me "Lenny"?

Okay, Lenny, what's the situation?

Lenny: Well, you see those two boarded up windows?

Well, there's been some kind of movement--

I don't know, a glint sort of--

maybe a gun barrel or a scope.

Then they seem to be-- We'll get to that.

How many people do you have here?

I got 37 troopers and I got six police

from the town of Beaumont, their whole force.

Mm-hmm. Where are they deployed?

Lenny: Behind those trees is the river.

I got seven in the trees over there.

I got another ten in this grove to the left.

I got eight covering the field out back

and six that you see here.

Who's in charge of the local police?

That'd be Gene Stillwell.

He's the chief of the Beaumont police force.

You wanna meet him? John: No, in a minute.

Leave the people in the trees where they are.

These troopers here, pull them back.

Everywhere in front of this point

is considered the kill zone. From now on,

anyone out there needs to be in good cover with full body armor.

Second, those news vans out back--

move 'em... at least a mile away.

Lenny: Mr. Henderson said they'd be okay there.

Oh, did he?

They won't like being moved, sir.

Fuck 'em. They got long lenses, let 'em use 'em.

We've never done anything like this before, sir.

We'll get sued. Fine, they can sue.

Wait here. Lenny: Sir.

♪ ♪

I figured it out.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Now, the cattle, they're out in the stockyard, right?

They channel 'em through here one by one,

and then, "bam," bullet in the head.

That's what they do. They just shoot 'em, right?

No kidding. Man no.2: Yeah.

And they get hoisted up onto these hooks,

they get spun around here,

through here to where the guys are here,

and then-- what?

What's going on?

What?

C'mon, what's going on?

Get up, get up! ( gasps )

Get up! Get up.

Get over here.

Shep: What's up?

I don't know.

Man no.2: Kind of exciting, huh?

Exciting? I'm Sonny.

Hey!

They don't wanna fuck you, so just leave 'em alone.

Oh, shit, Handy, I was just talkin' to 'em.

I don't want you fucking them either,

you just keep it tucked in, boy.

John on bullhorn: You men in the building!

This is John Potter, I'm with

the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

I'd like to talk to you men in there.

Well, well, Mr. John Potter. We have a cellular phone we're sending up.

You have ten minutes. We are not...

I guess we're famous, boys. ...planning an assault.

Sonny: Who the hell's that? Shit.

He's John Potter. He's with the FBI.

And they're not gonna attack, but they're sending us a phone.

Now I thought you was deaf, lady.

She is, but she reads lips.

Oh. Her name is Melanie and she's a teacher.

I'm the just the bus driver, but I'm going to

graduate school in the fall. I'm really happy for you,

but would you mind shutting your fuckin' mouth?

Excuse me?

What was that little motion she made?

What was that?

What did that one there say to me?

She said, "Please don't hurt the children."

Oh, yeah, tell me what she said. Ow.

What'd she really say, lady?

She said, "You are an asshole."

That's what I thought you said. ( laughing )

You're right.

John: All these roads are sealed, right?

Lenny: Yes, sir.

I want the river sealed too, both directions.

That's the Niagara River, sir. I know.

I want it closed.

Well, see, downriver, closer to Lake Ontario,

we got the coast guard on our side

and the Canadian coast guard on their side.

And they've both been alerted.

But up here, we got a lot of rapids.

You can't use regular boats there.

You have to use those zodiac boats,

and neither the coast guard nor their police have any.

Yeah, fine, fine.

Borrow some men from the coast guard,

rent some of those boats. Buy them if you have to,

but block the river. Yes, sir.

Agent: We're ready for you, John.

All right, let's take this inside.

You okay, John? Yeah.

I'm fine, Henry, just fine.

Female reporter on TV: Potter himself, seen here in file footage,

was wounded by flying debris

and was hospitalized for 16 weeks,

during which time his wife of 26 years died

of an unrelated illness.

We watched those hearings of John. Reporter: After weeks of

congressional investigation,

Potter was exonerated of wrong-doing

in the massive explosion.

Indeed some observers credit the FBI

with avoiding a much more serious disaster

had the bomb gone off in the original target.

( scoffs ) Reporter: Still, critics of the FBI voiced protest

over Potter's return to his high-level post,

and Houston has been coupled with Waco in the minds of many.

Think we'll ever hear the rest of it? Reporter: Except for his congressional testimony,

Potter has never made any public comment-- ( clears throat )

Oh, pardon me, Mr. Potter. ( clicks )

And in case anybody's interested,

that's still true.

I have nothing to say about Houston.

Okay, let's all get up to speed.

We've established a threat-management team here:

Myself, my intelligence officer Henry Lebow,

my communications officer, Toby Geller,

and Captain Budd,

who'll serve as my deputy.

There'll also be a containment officer

who I haven't picked yet.

All right, at 1:30 this morning,

these three escaped from the Lewisburg

maximum-security federal penitentiary in central Pennsylvania:

Theodore Jeremiah Handy,

Shephard Wilcox,

Ray "Sonny" Bonner.

Handy's serving a life sentence

for robbery, arson and murder.

Seven months ago, he, Wilcox,

Handy's girlfriend, and another perp

robbed the Presidents Federal Savings Bank in Pittsburgh,

made off with $2,200,000.

And as I recall, they never found the loot.

They apprehended Handy and Wilcox

in Canada three weeks later.

The girlfriend got away,

and the other perp was killed in a firefight.

Handy's girlfriend, Pris Gunder, was never apprehended.

We don't even have a picture.

And what about him?

Bonner and Handy were cellmates.

He was in Lewisburg for interstate flight.

Suspected serial rapist.

Now about that containment officer,

have any of you had H.R. experience?

You were gonna say something, chief?

Uh, no-- well... ( stutters )

We did have a situation on a farm.

A fella killed his wife and was threatening

to do the same with his two boys.

What'd you do, Chief?

Well, I-- I didn't really know what to do.

I mean, we didn't have any of this stuff.

I just-- I talked to him,

spent about 20 hours on the phone.

You stayed with it the full time?

Yes, sir.

How did it end?

He came out, gave himself up.

And the boys?

They were okay,

apart from seeing their mother that way.

Well, good work, chief.

You're my containment officer if that's all right with you.

Yes, sir, anything I can do to help.

Can I talk to you outside for a second?

What the hell's going on?

That's my job and you goddamn well know it!

You don't have the sort of temperament I need

for this containment, Henderson.

And that upstate hick does?!

With all due respect, sir,

you've been gone a long time.

In the meantime, there's been a lot of training

based on mistakes made at Waco,

Ruby Ridge and Houston.

I wrote those manuals.

And I was there in Houston,

and that was your call all the way.

You're relieved of duty at this barricade, agent.

Order your team to report to Chief Stillwell

and evacuate to site.

That big rep of yours

might have skated you past a bunch of congressmen,

but inside we know it's running out of wind.

My reputation is irrelevant, Henderson.

It's my authority that counts.

Let's go over the rules of the engagement.

There will be no rescue attempts whatsoever.

We'll keep the takers within 100 yard perimeter of the building.

They will not cross that boundary.

If any of them attempt to do so,

your troops are cleared to fire.

Shoot to wound unless

there is a direct present threat to a hostage.

Got that? Mm-hmm.

Where's the throw phone? It's ready.

Let's go to work.

I was wondering--

I mean, you hardly said two words about them kids in there.

What's your point?

Shouldn't you have reminded everybody

that our no.1 priority is getting them out alive?

That's not our no.1 priority at all.

Our no.1 priority is to end this situation

with a minimum loss of life.

I'm not sure I fully understand that.

This way,

he can only kill the nine hostages.

Jesus.

Maybe we can save those kids in there and maybe we can't,

but we can sure as hell keep them from killing anybody else.

The only way they're coming out of that building

is in handcuffs or body bags.

That clear enough for you?

We got gas, but it ain't gonna work.

I don't think it's run since 1950.

Yeah. First...

how much gas we got in that canister there?

Nearly full.

Sonny: Hey, Ted, you plan on doing some plumbing in here?

What the hell you think you're doing?

Put that back in the duffel bag right now.

What the hell's all this shit for?

Ted: Well, it's none of your damn business, is it?

Now get back to that fucking window where I put you,

and watch for them goons!

( mutters ) Moron.

( police radio chatter )

This trooper's gonna make the run with that phone.

What's your name, officer?

Steven Cardy, but I go by "Stevie" mostly, sir.

And how old are you, son? I'm 22, sir.

You're the high-school quarterback

who joins the state troopers for excitement?

How do you know that? Well, you have that look.

( sighs ) Enjoying it so far?

Yes, sir, I am.

I'm sorry, sir, I mean, it's a terrible situation

I'm happy to help as much as I can.

I know what you mean.

Well, I don't want any heroics today.

You see that pen out there?

I want you to move up there.

And you pitch this as far as you can

towards the front door of that slaughter house.

All right, but what if I hit the building with it?

It's a special phone and the bag is padded.

Besides, if you hit the building from there,

you oughta give up law enforcement

and try out for the Jets. ( chuckles ) Yes, sir, okay.

This is Agent Potter again.

One of my men is gonna throw this phone

as close as he can.

This is not a trick, it is simply a cellular phone.

Will you let our man approach?

Okay, go.

Are you sure that means "yes"?

They would've said "no" with a bullet.

Go on, keep low. Yes, sir.

♪ ♪

What the hell's he doing?

I don't know, sir, maybe he wants to get closer.

That's far enough, Stevie. Throw it from there.

Mark down,

first contact with a hostage.

Content? What's the communication?

I don't know.

Where's the interpreter?

Christ. They're on their way.

Set up a video camera with a telephoto lens

and keep it focused on that upstairs window.

Right.

( phone ringing )

( phone beeps ) ♪ ♪ Yeah.

John on phone: Theodore Handy?

( laughs ) Yeah.

This is John Potter, FBI.

I'd like to talk to you, Ted. Can I call you "Ted"?

Well, you got us surrounded.

I'm sure you got a lot of goons

up there in the trees with guns.

You can pretty much call me whatever you want to.

Ted, this is a real tense situation.

Ted: No, I'm not tense. I'm not tense at all,

In fact, I'm really relaxed

'cause, well, I'm getting ready

to shoot myself one of these little kids.

Ted, I don't think you wanna kill anybody.

Ted: You go by "Jack"?

John, actually. Okay, Jack.

Now, what makes you think

that I'm not gonna shoot myself one of these little kids?

'Cause if you do that,

I have to conclude that you plan to kill all of 'em.

That's when we come in and take you out.

Ted: Bullshit, that's bullshit.

There's no way you'll take a chance at coming in here

and shooting one of those kids. He's on the phone.

I'm asking you not to kill anyone, Ted.

Can I have your word on that?

Well I don't know, Jack.

I mean, should I or shouldn't I?

You know, like, should I or shouldn't I?

You know how that happens sometimes?

You just can't make up your fucking mind?

( chuckles ) ( beeps )

Woman: Mr. Potter,

I'm Constance Stanley from Laurent Clerc school.

Oh, we've been anxious for you to get here.

How are they? Well, they're all

still alive as far as we know.

You brought the profile? Yes.

Here, please sit down. Sit down right here.

The young teacher--

Melanie, Melanie Charrol.

She signed something to me from the window.

Um...

( laughs )

I'm sorry, It's not funny.

It's just that you're making the sign for "drink."

Could it have been this?

That's it. That's the sign for "help."

Oh, that makes sense. She wants help. Right.

But if you're doing it correctly,

then she wasn't saying, "You help."

She was saying, "Help you."

Help me? Yes.

Well, I mean, I can't be sure.

I'm not sure I understand her wanting to help me.

I can understand her wanting help.

I can even understand her wanting a drink.

When this is over, I'll buy her a double martini.

♪ ♪ How you doing, everybody? How's everybody doin'?!

What are you doing now?!

I sure hope nobody smokes. ( child coughs )

I chew, but I gave up smoking years ago.

John: Yeah? Jack, yeah, how you doing?

Listen, I want to introduce you

to Donna. She's the bus driver.

Yeah, here. Say hi

and then tell him exactly what I'm doing.

Go.

He's sprinkling gasoline...

all over the room!

How are the children?

Donna: They're fine, except for Beverly.

She has asthma and these fumes

aren't going to help much! Let's go down the stairs.

Honey, down the stairs.

Tell him exactly what I'm doing, now.

Don't miss a beat. He's sprinkling gasoline...

Both: ...all the way down the stairs.

Now, keep going, honey. Turn to your right,

all the way down to the bottom.

Donna: We're going down. Ted: Stop.

Stop down there. That's good there.

We're on the second floor. Heads up, Shep!

( laughs )

Oh, baby!

What's that there?

It's-- it's a lantern.

Well, tell him!

He's pointing to a lantern.

Right, now what would happen if that lantern fell over?

The whole third floor would go up in flames.

Ted: Good. You stand right there.

Jack, did you hear that? You get the picture?

We get the picture.

Good, hang on a sec, Jack, I'll be with you in a second here.

Okay, Sonny, this here's gonna be your spot.

It's gonna be your post, okay?

I want you right there on the steps in case

any of those little canary birds come down here,

toss that lantern over.

Somebody tries to shoot or come in the windows...

toss the lantern over, okay?

Come on, man, That means I'm stuck here with them up there.

I'm here alone and you guys are downstairs.

You got a problem with that?

No.

Good.

C'mon, go, walk.

Jack, you still there?

Yeah, listen this here is somethin' neat.

I'm gonna let the bus driver go. Donna: Oh, no.

No, no, wait, let one of the children go.

Please. Oh, no, no, this is your lucky day, darling.

Great, Ted, I appreciate that.

Well, I just wanna let you know I'm not all bad.

Check you later.

How are you gonna talk to them?!

Melanie and me is gonna get along

just fine, darling.

Go on out there and meet her, Stevie.

Yes, sir.

Why would he tell us about the gasoline

and then send her out?

♪ ♪ Henry: John.

Don't try it, John!

John: Get down!

Get down!

John: Don't run!

Oh! No, stay down! Stay down!

Get on the ground! ( gunshot )

Oh. Oh.

( Donna groans )

( gasping, whimpers ) Down!

♪ ♪ ( phone rings )

Downlink!

Shit.

( phone rings )

( phone beeps )

Potter.

Jack.

There's one thing you gotta understand about me right now.

See, I don't care about that bus driver,

I don't care about the teacher,

and I don't care about these little boys and girls.

They're all just like, well, little birds I used to shoot

back home off my front porch.

Now, you can go pick her up.

I'm not gonna shoot ya.

You just better give me what I want.

And what do you want?

I'll get back to you on that.

( crying )

Oh. ( cries )

( children whimper )

( Constance sobs )

( clears throat )

Should we move some of our people closer?

No, we do nothing.

Nothing.

It's his move.

♪ ♪

( muffled sobbing )

( rushing water )

Toby: Downlink. ( beeping )

Yeah.

Yeah, Jack, listen, I've had a chance

to think it over, did you?

Yes, I did, but we have to get one thing straight.

I'm the only man in this universe

that can get you out of there alive.

There's nobody else.

I'm the one to reckon with, Ted.

Well, that may be, but in the meantime, we're starving.

My buddy Shep,

he's starting to disappear before my very eyes.

You should see him.

You know what we never get in prison?

Pizza, isn't that right, Shep?

Where's the nearest pizza place?

Well, there's one over in Beaumont, 10, 15 minutes.

It'll take about an hour, Ted, what else?

Ted: A helicopter, real big one.

John: I'll work on it. What else?

Ted: Uh, lemme see, I need 100 rounds

of 12-gauge double-ought.

I guess you know I can't do that.

Even if I was to give you a girl, Jack?

John: Sorry, weapons and ammo are deal breakers.

Yeah, I hear ya, you know, I hear you, Jack, but...

if we was to do some horse tradin',

which one would you want?

Would you want anyone in particular?

How 'bout the teacher?

I mean, she is so fucking sexy, this chick.

Asthma. She looks good. She smells good.

I mean, hell, If I wasn't so devoted to Priscilla,

I mean, I'd take a stab at her myself.

One of the girls has asthma.

Ted: Yeah, no shit. I mean, for a deaf kid,

she sure makes a hell of a lot of racket.

I'll tell you that.

John: That means she's coming out, Ted?

No, it don't, Jack. What it means is

I'm gonna shoot her in exactly two minutes

if I don't get that ammo.

Start timing.

Shit!

Get up! Sit down, lady! Sit down!

Ted: Sit down! Down on your ass!

Get your ass down!

Oh, Jesus. Officer: He's at the window.

Call it out, Toby.

One minute, 30 seconds.

♪ ♪

Lenny: Do something. Tell him you'll give him the shells.

No.

Lenny: He's gonna shoot her.

I don't think he will.

( grunting )

Ted: Sonny! Sonny: Yeah?

Get up here now!

Sonny: Coming! What?

Get this one, take her down to the post and tie her up!

Take her down right now. Hurry up!

Come on. Move, move.

Oh. ( inhales sharply )

One minute.

Send him some blanks.

Maybe some ammo that'll jam the guns?

No.

Okay, that's it, I'm going out there.

Hold it, Lenny, you're not going anywhere.

He's gonna kill her in cold blood.

He's not.

Toby: 30 seconds.

How the hell do you know that?

Toby: 20 seconds.

15 seconds.

10 seconds,

nine, eight...

( children breathing hard ) Oh no.

Three, two...

Zero, that's two minutes.

Two minutes, five seconds.

♪ ♪

( panting )

( phone beeps )

Downlink. ( beeping )

( sighs ) Thank God.

Yeah.

Ted: Hey, Jack, how's it hanging?

Fair to middling. How about you?

Oh, I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking.

Listen, here's the deal,

I'm gonna shoot me one of these kids

every hour until the chopper gets here.

That's one an hour, every hour,

starting at 4:00 p.m., all right?

And I'm also gonna need me 100 rounds

of ammo for the Glocks as well.

Well, I guess you're not hearing me, Ted.

No ammo, period.

Now, the food will be there in 40 minutes.

When you get it, I get the girl.

You owe me this one, you shot one.

This one's mine.

You really want her, Jack?

I really want them all, Ted.

( laughs ) You're a pistol!

That's what you are, Jack. You're just one big pistol.

All right, listen.

I'm gonna let you have this little yellow hacker...

Constance: Yes! ...for the food

and for that chopper at 4:00 p.m.

That's good, Mr. Potter. That's real good.

Now, we can get you a helo in 30 minutes.

We don't need one, Lenny.

We're not letting 'em go mobile.

He's gonna kill 'em all.

So he says.

And you're willing to take that risk?

That's my job, Lenny. That's why I'm here--

to talk him out of it.

( reporters chatter loudly )

Male Reporter: Look, there's Marks.

( reporters clamor ) Marks!

Do you hear that Potter won't even talk to us?

I'm sorry, I have no comment right now.

Are you here to take over the hostage negotiations?

I have nothing to say about it.

I'm not here to take over anything.

Is the government trying to get Potter fired?!

Do you have an official statement to make? No, nothing like that.

No, the governor and the attorney general and I

are doing the best we can. We're trying very hard.

We are being held a mile--

( police chatter )

Man: Move! Move!

Come on.

( police radio chatter )

Our state police HRT is here,

along with the brass.

Did you request them?

No, sir, I did not. I would have told you if I did.

Agent Potter.

I'm Roland Marks, Assistant Attorney General for the state of New York.

And this is state police Major Tremaine.

I brought our Hostage Rescue Team with me, Mr. Potter.

They would've been here hours ago,

but, if you can believe it,

we never received any kind of notification

or request for assistance.

The governor thought that I should get down here

and offer our assistance and make sure there are no more

communication glitches like that one.

Well, thank you, but that was no glitch.

We have the situation fully under control.

But the FBI HRT is in Miami, and I know for a fact

they can't leave there before tonight at the earliest.

That's true.

He shot a hostage.

Now if he shoots one, he'll shoot the others.

That absolutely calls for an immediate tactical response.

It's standard operating procedure.

That's not my judgment in this case.

( inhales sharply )

I notice that you're monitoring the press.

Yes.

So you realize that there's a great deal of public interest

and sympathy for the deaf children?

That there is.

Yet you ignored every request for a press briefing.

Yes, we're very busy here.

In fact, if that's all, we're still busy.

What?

Are you telling us to leave?

As you can see, sir,

this is a very small space for us all to work in.

Can I see you outside?

Certainly.

Roland: Are you aware that everything in that shack

and most of the people here

are working for the state of New York?

And we appreciate the assistance,

but this is still a federal operation.

You're not planning an assault, are you?

No.

Have you offered to exchange yourself

or other professional personnel for those children?

Have you asked for volunteers?

No.

Tremaine: We understand they've offered

to trade the hostages for a helicopter.

They're not getting one.

Well, why not?!

You can track the thing on radar with a homing device.

They wouldn't get away.

It's too risky.

There's a known quantity of casualties right now.

You just came off a suspension, didn't you?

No, I took leave for personal reasons.

Well...

everyone has the greatest sympathy about Mrs. Potter,

including, clearly, the congressman

who investigated-- Look, I don't know you,

so don't go mentioning sympathy for my wife.

You're free to complain about me to the governor

or to Washington. You be my guest.

Excuse me.

You got it?

Light him up.

Lower your face shield and say something.

Uh, what should I say?

That's fine.

Okay, get him dressed.

Get as close to the doorway as you can.

I want to see what's inside--

what kind of weapons they have,

radios, portable TVs, whatever.

Yes, sir, no problem.

John: Just stand in the doorway,

but do not under any circumstances go inside.

All right, but what if he won't release her unless I do?

You just leave the food and walk away.

If it's between you and the hostage,

you save yourself first.

Well, sir, if I have a chance--

John: That's an order, trooper.

Okay, send him out, I'll tell him you're coming.

♪ ♪

Hey, Sonny!

Sonny: Yeah!

Sonny, bring down that teacher

and that little kid

who, uh, makes all them hacking noises!

Bring them down right now! Sonny: Just a sec!

Hey, Jack?

I'm sure you got a wire on that boy, right?

What if I do?

I want you to tell him to stop right now.

Why?

Well, 'cause I don't want him to get here

and think he can snoop around.

I know how you fuckers work.

I've been barricaded before, man.

I'm a pro.

Stevie, hold it right there.

( muffled footsteps )

Bring 'em here.

( muffled ) Go on.

( muffled ) That's good. Get over here. Here's the deal, okay?

( normal voice ) We got some food coming. Some...

( muffled ) food from outside.

( normal voice ) You are gonna go outside and get the food

( muffled ) and bring it back. When you do,

I'm gonna let you go, darling,

( normal voice ) You're gonna go home, okay?

So that's the deal. Go get the food,

( muffled ) bring it back, I'll let her go.

If you just run away,

( normal voice ) I'm just gonna have to shoot her.

( muffled ) Okay?

Go, go.

C'mon, we're hungry. Just move it, move it.

Attagirl.

Ted: C'mon, all the way.

You come back, I'll be waiting for you.

Hey.

Go.

Go.

Yeah, go. Go.

Yeah.

Shit.

Get him back.

Hm. Hm.

Toby: Uplink. ( beeping )

Hey, Ted, I'm coming out there.

That kid forgot two large pepperonis.

Downlink!

( phone beeps ) Yeah.

Jack, I want you to stop right where you are, okay?

And I want you to tell that cop boy of yours to go back to you

'cause I don't want you getting closer to her

than you already are.

Stevie, come here.

Melanie,

I'm John Potter. I'm with the FBI.

Can you understand me?

Good.

I want you to pretend

that you're looking through the pizza boxes,

but keep your eyes on me.

Move over there closer and go slow. Yes sir.

Don't block her line of vision to me.

Melanie...

( indiscernible dialog )

...but we can see you signing

through the upstairs window.

We're trying to get you out,

but we need your help, okay?

I want to know how the children are

and I wanna know about the three men.

Just hurry this shit up, Jack!

Yeah, okay!

A little faster, Stevie.

Good.

I want you to take the pizza and go back.

I'm sorry I have to send you back.

You be careful.

Be careful.

( phone beeps )

Yes?

( Beverly moans ) John: Ted?

You got your pizza, send out Beverly.

You sure that's the one you want, Jack?

You sure you don't want Melanie instead?

I can sorta see you lookin' at her out there.

She does have a set on her, doesn't she, huh?

Send the girl out, Ted.

Okay.

Bye, bye!

Bye, bye!

Get rid of this kid.

♪ ♪

John: Go get her, Stevie. Go get her.

Okay.

( gunshot )

What is it? Chief Stillwell

saw something out at the south end of the field.

Did he fire? Nope.

The shot came from the building.

Sir, look!

Reporter: There's a civilian in the field...

John: Oh, shit!

Tell everybody no return fire.

Yes, sir.

I'm coming up.

Stevie, come with me. Stevie: Yes, sir.

( gunshot ) ( metal clinks )

Roland: Theodore Handy!

I'm Roland Marks,

Assistant Attorney General for the state of New York!

♪ ♪

I want you to let the kids go and take me in their place!

Ted: Well, we don't want you!

( gunshots )

Handy, I'm alone and unarmed.

( gunshot )

Shep: He's steppin' lively.

Ted: If he gets any closer, I'm gonna have to shoot him.

( gunshot ) ( both giggle )

For the love of God, Handy,

let those children go, huh?

( gunshot )

Marks!

This is Potter.

Get under cover immediately or you will be arrested.

I'm trying to save 'em!

John: No, you are endangering them.

Roland: I want you to give up the kids, Handy,

and take me in their place, do you hear me?

Ted: I said, I don't want you!

( gunshot )

( Ted laughs ) I swear,

that one went right by his ear.

Roland: There's no reason to shoot me.

I'm unarmed! ( laughs )

Kissin' the worms, man.

Hey! Hey! Roland: I just want to talk to you!

Hey, Sonny! Sonny: Yeah?

Ted: Get your ass down here right now!

What you doing, girlie, snooping?

Ted: You snooping around here? What?

Get your ass down here and get this lady upstairs!

Get her now!

We have to get him out of there.

Stay low, son.

Roland: I'm trying to help you.

You understand that?!

Get down on the ground, sir!

You're interfering with a federal operation!

Trooper, what the hell are you talking about?!

You're working for me,

and don't you forget it!

Roland: Handy!

If you let the kids come out,

I'm prepared to negotiate in good faith!

I'm gonna have to take you in, sir.

Yeah, I'd like to see you try.

Well, sir, my orders are to shoot you in the leg

and drag you back.

( laughing )

Let's go!

( laughing )

Roland: Handy, you son of a bitch, I'll see you rot in hell!

Crazy old fuck.

Let's eat.

( grunts ) Never exchange hostages, Marks.

The whole point of negotiations

is to devalue them. If he'd gotten you,

it would've made my job impossible.

I don't see why.

A hostage like you would've boosted

his sense of power and courage a hundred times.

He'd up his demands and stick to them.

I don't care about that.

What I care about is those hostages.

Oh, really? It had nothing to do

with those cameras out there?

Are you implying that I'd risk my life

for some kind of publicity?!

Unlike you, I happen to care

about those women and children.

Unlike you, I'm willing to risk my life for them.

I'm not the one who's concerned with rebuilding

a shattered reputation! John.

Yeah, what's up?

There's a detective 2nd, on the Pittsburgh PD,

a Sharon Foster.

She negotiated Handy's surrender in a hold-up five years ago.

John: He gave up to her? He did, yes.

Appears she's pretty good. Then get her up here.

Well, I thought you might say that,

so I connected her through

to the 5:00 puddle jumper from Buffalo.

The only reason you needed to tell me that now

was to give me time to rein my temper.

You know me so well. Thanks.

( sighs )

Let's get something straight, Marks, and you too, Major.

If either of you interfere with this barricade again,

I will arrest you and I'll see

the US Attorney makes sure you do time.

Then you should consider your own actions,

because you could be facing state charges

for reckless endangerment.

I'll try to live with that!

Tremaine: Potter's bluffing.

He'd never make that stick.

Yeah? You want to take the chance?

So we just stand here and watch those children be murdered?

Not lift a finger?! Is that it?!

No.

What we do is hope to God

that Potter knows what he's doing.

Excuse me.

( dial tone ) ♪ ♪

( beeping )

How is she?

They had to give her a shot, but she should be all right.

When do you think we might be able to question her?

She's at the window!

Constance: "The children are okay.

They're scared, but they're all right.

They took Susan downstairs and tied her up

with the young one right below us."

The rapist. "The two others are on the first floor..."

Supposedly he likes very young children.

Susan might be too old for him. Constance: "...the young one.

They have a gun.

Two shotguns and tools.

New ones.

A hammer

and a big monkey wrench.

I think I found a way to escape.

There's a broken-down staircase that they're not guarding.

I know you can't answer me

or tell me what to do,

but I think you would want me to do it."

John: I don't want you to do it.

"And so I will try."

You like some pizza, huh?

No?

Why?

You must be hungry.

Have some. Look.

Good pizza.

I haven't had pizza in about eight and a half months.

♪ ♪

( heartbeat thudding )

Mmm.

Want some?

Yeah.

There you go.

There you go.

Good, huh?

( Sonny chewing ) It's okay.

It's good stuff.

( chewing loudly )

♪ ♪

( beeping )

Downlink.

Yeah, hello, Ted.

You know, Jack, it's damn near 4:00 p.m.

And I haven't heard nor seen no helicopter yet.

John: Oh, you got to give us some time.

We're havin' trouble with the bulldozer.

What bulldozer?

Who-- who-- who the fuck asked for a bulldozer?

C'mon, Ted, we're both looking out at the same field.

Where's a helicopter supposed to land?

All that old junk, those old fence posts,

we gotta clear an area for 100 feet around.

I know you want the helicopter close to the building.

You're damn right I do. You see?

Well, what about-- what about a pontoon chopper?

John: A pontoon chopper?

I never thought about that.

Ted: Well, you damn well shoulda' thought about it,

a goddamn river out back here behind the building.

( placating ) Well, Yes, but that's the Niagara River.

( chewing ) Yeah, I know it's the Niagara River, Jack.

Good for you,

because I had no idea until I got here.

They tell me the water's very fast, the current?

It just stands to reason

we're not that far downriver from Niagara Falls.

You might want to land a helicopter,

but you'd be swept downriver right away.

You see, that's why we need the bulldozer.

Jack...

tell me something, Jack. ♪ ♪

In Houston with them fellas, what'd they ask for?

They ask for a helicopter, bulldozer?

They wanted a lot of things, Ted.

Yeah, I know, I mean, we saw it on C-SPAN.

I mean, all us fellas in Lewisburg, in prison there.

I mean, we was watching the hearings.

Well, fuck, you could hear a goddamn mouse fart

when you was on TV. Did you know that? ( Shep laughs )

No, I didn't. Ted: Oh, yeah?

Now, you were on stand for what? Three days?

Three days. See, I knew that.

But you know the thing that bothered me, Jack,

was they never asked you

if you thought that you fucked up.

It seemed like a simple question to me.

So I'm asking you, did you fuck up?

The investigation concluded that--

No, I don't give a shit about the investigation.

Jack, that's not what I'm getting at.

What I'm getting at is...

when that building exploded,

did-- did you feel bad?

Yes.

Ted: Did it bother you

when you lost those people-- I mean, those kids in the store,

the cops and your FBI brothers,

and that poor fucking retard janitor?

Answer the question, Jack.

Yes, it bothered me.

( laughs )

You see right there, Jack?

We oughta change jobs, man,

'cause that wouldn't bother me at fuckin' all.

The only thing that bothers me is when I don't keep my promises.

That doesn't seem to bother you at all, does it?

Ted, this is a practical situation here.

No, this is the situation.

If that fucking bulldozer's not here within a half hour,

I promise, I give you my fucking word

that I'm gonna kill that little "what's her name"--

that Emily with the little red hair.

Half an hour? That's not poss--

It's a half an hour and that's a promise.

♪ ♪

Can we get a bulldozer here in half an hour?

( water rushing )

Okay, I'm gonna do something.

♪ ♪

Okay?

I don't want you to be afraid, okay?

I'm gonna untie you.

Just your one hand, all right?

Okay.

Let's see if I can get this.

Not so tight, just like this, see?

Get some circulation back in there.

That feels good, right?

Good.

Okay, now I'm gonna take your hand.

I just want you to relax, just relax.

Okay?

There you go.

I just wanna-- yeah.

Like this.

How's that feel?

( slaps ) ( grunts )

Oh, fuck. Oh.

You got to go easy, or do you like it rough?

Do you like it rough?

Yeah, you can pinch it, you can pinch it, yeah.

Be rough with me, yeah.

I like that.

I like that.

♪ ♪

( glass clatters )

Hey, Sonny!

Yeah?!

Everything okay up there?!

Everything's fine, Ted!

I'm telling you, okay?

Everything's gonna be fine, okay?

Okay, we're gonna have some fun now.

Okay.

Okay, just a second here.

You're gonna be a lot more comfortable

when I take this off, okay?

I'm just gonna--

Just a second, wait. Okay.

Okay.

Just lift up a second, a second.

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

Okay, just relax.

Okay, okay.

( panting )

( grunts ) Ugh!

( screams ) ( grunts )

Jesus!

Jesus!

( yells ) Oh!

Jesus! C'mon, get off me!

Hey! Get off me!

Hey! Hey, get off, get off!

What are you doing?!

Hold that one, will you?

What the fuck?

What, did you kill her?

No, she's just knocked out.

It's that bitch's fault there. She tried to jump me.

Bring her here.

Hey, you, squirrely one. ( grunts )

Here's what you're gonna do.

You are gonna stay the fuck upstairs

and you're gonna watch these kids,

and you're gonna keep these kids quiet!

And if you don't do that,

I'm gonna let Sonny pick one of them little canary birds

and do with her what he wants,

you understand?

Shep.

Shep!

I know, just take these kids upstairs.

Get rid of the sister. ( grunts )

( footsteps )

You remember a couple of months ago

what the Acala brothers did to Joey?

Yeah. Yeah.

Remember that if it wasn't for me,

they would've done the same thing for you?

Yeah, and I owe you.

I just having fun, that's all.

Well, I'll tell you something right now,

Sundance,

I'm in a death-defying line of work, you understand?

And all I need is obedience.

I need people that I can trust to do what I tell them to.

You do. You can trust me.

I just thought you meant--

You know something?

If you fuck up again, I'm gonna have to kill you.

I'm not gonna fuck up.

I'm gonna have to kill you.

Okay, okay.

( motor runs loudly )

( engine stops )

Great job, nice timing.

Now, we got one of our people who can drive this thing?

You're looking at him. You're kidding.

Lenny: Do you want me to take my time

going real slow making this patch?

Oh, you can go as fast as you like.

But before you go out there,

drain out half the water and 3/4 of the oil.

Do you know how much an engine

on one of these things costs?

$75,000.

Now ask me if I care.

Sir, she's at the window.

♪ ♪

Constance: "I'm going to take the children there."

She's found a tunnel that leads to a river

and she's gonna take the children there.

She's talking to the kids now.

"I need you...

to get their attention

at the window for five minutes.

We'll start when we see you start.

We'll go, okay? But hurry."

Henry: Here, so it must be about there.

We have our zodiac boats on the river?

Yes, sir. And can we

get somebody to take these plans over there?

I can do it, sir.

Oh, and, Lenny! Lenny... Yeah?

warm up your bulldozer, you're on. Yes, sir.

Just one moment.

You're not gonna let them risk it?

I don't think I can stop 'em.

I'm not sure I would if I could.

But, they could get killed.

They could get killed anyway.

Oh, look, Mrs. Stanley,

I'm sorry if that sounded callous,

but in a situation like this,

you have to think of the hostages as already dead.

That way if you save some, we celebrate.

Get him.

Uplink.

Yeah.

Got good news, Ted. Ted: Got me my chopper?

Close, the bulldozer's here.

♪ ♪

( police radio chatter )

Sonny: Hey, Ted!

Look at that!

( wood cracking )

( engine rumbles loudly )

( rumbling continues ) ♪ ♪

( wood creaks )

( gasps )

( grunts )

( sighs )

( engine sputters )

This guy's so slow.

♪ ♪

It's downriver.

( indistinct dialog ) ( engine revs )

( laughs )

( banging )

( sputters ) Lenny: Uh-oh.

It's overheatin' pretty bad!

Good, now really gun it.

( engine revving )

( explosion, hissing )

( engine stops )

Lenny on radio: There goes 75 grand.

Well, look at that shit.

♪ ♪

C'mon, Ted, you have to be reasonable.

How can we foresee something like that happening?

What the fuck is that?

Jack, I'll get back to you.

( engines revving )

That--

that's some kind of engine noise.

Hey, Sonny!

Check on those kids!

Oh fuck!

Oh fuck!

Oh shit!

Ted!

I was watching 'em every second, I swear!

I don't know what the hell happened!

♪ ♪

Careful, son.

I got it. Hold on, come on.

We'll be back. That's one.

( crying )

( engine whirs )

Man: You can do it.

Man no.2: Come on.

Okay, let's go. let's go.

Getting two out.

( boat engine revving )

( screaming )

( screaming ) Stevie: Go!

Go!

Melanie and the big girl Susan--

they didn't make it. They got 'em.

Shit.

Shit, shit!

♪ ♪

( gunshot ) Ted: Shep, let's go!

( gunshots )

Hang on!

Whoa!

Toby: Shots have been fired. A boat is over.

It's Stevie and one of the hostages. (radio chater)

Boy: Help!

Man: Look out, there's rocks on both sides!

Man no.2: We can't risk it, not with the kids!

Man: Carl! Carl! Rock!

( gasps )

Man on radio: Too dangerous to pursue while the kids are in the boat.

Are there any more boats downstream, over?

( yelps )

( coughing )

( gasps )

( coughs )

( both cough, gasp )

Man on radio: Unit four, we have them in sight.

They're okay. Repeat...

Chief Stillwell sent me to pick up Detective Foster.

Welcome. I'm Lenny Budd. This is Agent Potter.

Len. Sharon Foster. John Potter.

I understand you're in a situation

with an old friend of mine.

Yeah, and the situation's very fluid right right now,

just stand by. We're gonna need your help.

Boy, get over here.

Okay. What's that now?

( panicked breathes )

What is that?

A lamp.

Yeah, now, you are a bit of a moron,

but I want you to try and envision something, okay?

This fucking lamp falls over,

the flame goes up them stairs

and the little kids burn like fuckin' toast.

And if the goons were to rush us,

all you had to do was stand right here. Ted, I was.

You were standin' right here? Yeah.

The whole time? Yeah. Shep: Sonny!

Turn around.

Come. You see me, man?

Yeah, I see you.

You know some other way to get down here from up there?

Answer him. No.

Well, then you tell me, man, You tell me.

Shep: How they gonna get down here from up there

without you seeing them?

Fu-- I don't kn-- ( stutters )

Look at them and look at you,

they're-- you're-- they're smaller.

Right?

Shep, take the girls down and tie 'em up.

Take 'em downstairs right now, will you?

Aw, c'mon.

Fucking don't.

If I-- Shut up.

Just shut up and listen to me.

( panting ) Okay, sorry.

Now...

was you standing there the whole time, Sonny?

I had to take a piss.

Alright, where'd you piss?

I went over there. That corner there?

How come you didn't piss right here in this corner, here?

Because I thought-- I thought of that

and then I thought, no, I'd probably stink up the fuckin' place.

( faster pants ) What, c'mon.

That's twice today, isn't it?

Twice today, what?

Twice your little dickie here has got you in trouble.

C'mon.

No, no! Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

I'll do-- c'mon, I'll do anything.

I'm begging you! I'm begging you!

I'm begging you! P-- p-- Don't!

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

No, no! No. Yeah. ( gunshot )

Oh, fuck! Fuck.

Fuck.

( laughs ) ♪ ♪

( Sonny panting )

( screaming )

( cries )

Oh, that's gotta hurt.

( screaming )

( screaming continues )

( Sonny crying )

Sir, a couple of our snipers report hearing a gunshot.

John: Outside?

Definitely inside, muffled.

One single shot? That's right.

Melanie? Uh, maybe if he's angry enough

to give up even more leverage.

You want me to get him? No, no.

I'm not gonna talk to him anymore.

We'll use Detective Foster. I'm ready, sir.

Not now. ( sighs )

Not now. He's got to call us.

All right, We make no moves at all,

no activity anywhere that he can see.

And we initiate no conversations period.

We'll wait him out.

Sir, he can wait a long time.

So can I.

♪ ♪

Boy: Mom!

♪ ♪

This far upstate, we just don't see men like that.

Unfortunately, we do in Pittsburgh.

This very one in fact.

How the hell did you get him to surrender?

I don't know. I just kept him on the phone long enough, I guess.

No concessions, rewards?

I promised I'd fuck him.

That one I haven't tried.

( reporters chattering ) Reporter: Why is this a federal case?

Roland: Well, you have to recognize

that there is something interesting about this case.

They did escape from a federal institution.

However, the murders were committed-- ( phone rings )

Just a second. ( phone rings, beeps )

Marks.

Thank God.

I was starting to think--

no, no. No, don't worry about that.

I'm staying close. ( chattering continues )

Yeah.

♪ ♪

( coughs )

( snores lightly )

( even breathing )

( birds chirping ) ♪ ♪

Fuck this.

Yeah, fuck this.

( phone beeps )

( buzzer )

Downlink!

No, no, no, no.

( buzzer continues )

( buzzer stops )

Ted: Well, I hope you're happy, Jack,

'cause you sure made your point.

It's not Mr. Potter, Ted.

It's Sharon Foster, remember me?

Yeah. Yeah, of course I do, darling.

You still owe me a piece of ass.

What are you doing here? Sharon: Well, I'm just passing by,

heard you're up to your old tricks.

Ted: Not me, I was just up all night

twiddling my thumbs and biding my time.

So, what's shakin'?

Well, I'm still with the PD, got promoted,

I'm a detective 2nd now. Ted: No shit.

Yeah, I'm doing something with my life.

What the fuck are you doing with yours?

Well, I'm very proud of my accomplishments, actually.

Sharon: Well, you oughta be

'cause you're a grade-A fuck up.

( Ted laughs ) Listen to you, girl.

You've been hanging around too many cops, I'd say, huh?

Let's talk, Ted.

Ted: Sure, I'll talk, make it quick,

gotta make a deal with Potter for that chopper.

Ah, gee, Ted.

I wouldn't make any book on that if I were you.

Why is that?

You have no chips left.

Well, for one thing,

you're missing six hostages or didn't you notice?

Oh yeah, I know that.

But I still got the two ladies over there

sleepin' and tied up.

Who cares?

Yeah, but it's not the same.

You see when you had the kids,

you had real juice.

But now, with a couple of grown women--

I don't know, Ted.

What I'm tryin' to say is if things heat up,

they could get expendable real quick. Ted: Fuck off.

Let me talk to Potter right now.

He's not here, Ted.

Well, Just go and fucking find him then!

If I don't get that chopper here in 10 minutes,

I'm gonna shoot myself a couple of ladies dead.

Oh, that's fucking brilliant.

You must've thought that one through, didn't ya?

Yeah, you dumb fuckin' asshole!

If you kill those ladies,

these guys'll lay a shit-storm on you so fucking fast

you're not gonna know what hit you!

And you better face it, man, even if you got the chopper,

they'll catch you and drag your ass back here

and stick a needle in your vein. Now how does that sound?

That's something to look forward to, isn't it, baby?

Yeah.

Well, I don't want no needle.

That never has to happen, Ted.

My ass.

Now, you listen to me.

I'm telling you the truth.

You make a deal now or you'll die today.

Now, hold on a second.

Now what?

Who can guarantee the state won't seek the death penalty?

I suppose Marks could. Yeah, where is he?

Oh, he's outside. He spent the night in the media tent

after having his picture taken with all the kids.

Yeah, that figures. Get him in here. Right.

Ted, I think we may be able to work something out here.

Listen, baby, you know, while they're checkin',

why don't you just come in here and sit on my dick?

Well, I would, Ted, you know I would,

but I don't know where it's been.

Ted: My dick? My dick's been in my pants

for an awful long time, unfortunately.

Why don't you just keep it there just a little while longer?

He's gonna surrender? He'll hold on.

I think we can get him to if you'll put it on paper.

Of course I will.

Ted,

I have the state assistant attorney general here.

He's guaranteeing they won't seek the death penalty

if you surrender. Now, do we have a deal?

No, we don't got a deal!

I wanna see it all writ out first.

You will, we're gonna send it to you right now.

And, Ted,

you're doing the right thing.

( phone rings )

( beeps ) Yeah?

Sharon: Ted? Hang on.

Yeah?

Sharon: So what do you think, Ted?

Well, it's fine except I don't see no mention

of my man Shep Wilcox. He's a part of this.

Absolutely, same deal. Bonner too.

Oh, you can forget about him.

He's not gonna be needing no paper. Why is that?

Oh, poor little fella' went and had himself an accident.

That little red head we got in here,

she went and bit his dick off.

Mr. Potter just walked in. He wants to talk to you.

Hey, Ted, I just heard the news.

You're doing the right thing.

Save the bullshit, will you, Jack?

What's the game plan now?

Oh, just a few ground rules.

When I tell you, put down your weapons,

step outside with your hands out to your side,

not on your head.

Well, it's like Christ on the cross.

It's a very nice image, isn't it?

How fitting.

Listen, here's the deal.

I wanna see you. I want you up front.

I wanna know where you are.

That's the only way we're coming out.

I'll be there.

Five minutes.

( clicks )

( scoffs )

Sir, in case we get busy later,

I want to say it was a privilege working with you.

Likewise, you did a great job with him.

It was all you, sir, I just carried the mail.

Nevertheless, great job. Thank you.

Times up, Ted.

Ted: Where are you, Jack? I can't see you?

♪ ♪

I'm right here, Ted!

Come on out.

Now stretch your arms out.

Stretch your arms out now!

Do it!

Okay, Jack, take it easy,

you're gonna have a fucking heart attack.

Step forward five feet.

On your face. Do it.

On your face, now!

All right, man, you're the boss.

You're the boss.

( handcuffs ratchet )

Ted: Hey, Jack. What?

You're not even gonna say hi to me?

Well, hello, Sweet Cheeks, I've been waiting for you.

How 'bout that fuck now, baby?

You look terrific, huh?

The building is clear, sir!

Let's get you home.

Kelly on radio: Captain Budd, this is Kelly at airport security.

We found a body in the ladies' room broom closet, sir.

Could you get here right away?

Lenny on radio: Okay, Kelly, calm down now.

You and Harris preserve the crime scene,

I'll get down there as quick as I can.

Kelly: Yes, sir.

Sharon: Oh, no,

it's the least I could do for you fellas

for giving me a ride.

( laughs, indiscernible dialog )

Cream?

Yes, in both, thanks.

Sugar?

Yeah.

Great. ( laughs )

Watch your step, honey. Hey!

Ooh-wee! Mmm.

Ugh! She's a trip. Yeah.

( distant train whistle ) ( dog barks )

( music playing on radio )

Hi, can I borrow that towel, please?

That towel? Yeah.

( grunts )

♪ ♪ Thank you.

( taps )

Hey, look, man.

Looks like your wish has come true, man. Check it out.

My wish.

( muffled gunshot ) ( groans )

( taps )

Baby, baby, baby, baby. Morning, fellas, Shep.

Take the keys, hands first.

Babe. Mm-hmm.

I do miss you. I've missed you.

One more. One more. Easy, easy.

Let's go. Hey, let's go down there.

Ted: I'm driving, move over.

Get the way over, sweet cheeks.

Attagirl. Attagirl.

Shit!

( groans )

Ted: Jesus Christ!

( engine revving ) ( groans )

Kelly.

( intercom chatter )

When was the body found?

It was about 15 minutes ago, sir.

Harris is in there with the body right now.

Sit down, son.

Put your head between your knees.

Thank you, sir.

Looks to me like she got her neck broken.

Second stage rigor's set in.

It's room temperature.

She's been dead about 12 hours. Hmm.

She must've been locked in the broom closet all night long.

You didn't touch anything, I hope. No, sir. No.

Lenny: Would you all give us some room here now?

Everybody outside the door until the crime lab gets here.

♪ ♪ ( gasps )

What is it? You look sick

as young Kelly out there.

That's a cop. Huh?

You see that, right there?

You have the same worn spot on your belt...

made by a handcuff case.

( sighs )

We've been had, Lenny. Huh?

Who knew that Sharon Foster

was coming into this airport yesterday?

Just our people-- the people on the command check.

Well, one of 'em

tipped off... Handy's girlfriend

that Foster was coming.

Excuse me? Handy's girlfriend?

Yeah, what's her name-- Pris Gunder,

the one that got away after the bank robbery.

Only a very close friend of Handy's

could get away with pretending to be Sharon Foster.

So, you're saying--

That that is the body

of the real Sharon Foster.

I find that hard to believe.

So do I, but look.

God, you're right.

Oh, Christ.

What?

Sharon Foster--

damn! Pris Gunder,

she wanted to get a ride back to Pittsburgh.

She hitched a ride on the perp truck going to Lewisburg.

Shit!

And both officers are down?

Yes, sir, one's dead and the other ain't far from it. ( sirens wail )

There was a woman with 'em.

( sirens wail loudly ) There's a woman down inside,

but she works here. No other woman.

Alright, we'll be there as soon as we take Melanie home.

We don't have time, Lenny.

We gotta get back to that slaughterhouse

where the money is. What's that?

The money's in the slaughterhouse. What money?

The $2,200,000 from the bank robbery in Pittsburgh.

That's where they were headed yesterday morning

when they hit that Cadillac.

But my man chased him in there.

No, he didn't, Lenny. He followed them.

( siren wails )

Yep, they're here. Get 'em moving.

And no sirens!

Everyone remains in the staging area

until I call them forward.

Do you hear that? Officer: Roger.

Good, get on it.

You wait here, lock the doors.

You'll be safe in the car.

The troopers are on their way. ♪ ♪

( sighs )

( sighs ) ♪ ♪

( Ted speaking indistinctly )

Roland: Well, I had talk to her, huh?

Since I couldn't get in prison.

Ted: You know what this is? This here's a monkey wrench.

You know what it is a monkey wrench is for, do you? Do you?

♪ ♪

Ted: You and I are different kinds of people.

I always thought I'd see you on the inside.

There's another plastic bag.

Things could be getting really wild.

Roland: Look, I want to know why you...

( metal clanging ) ( indiscernible dialog )

Ted: Listen, I believe we can work together.

We're all a big family, aren't we?

You're the one I'm asking, okay?

You understand, Marks,

now that Shep Wilcox and Sonny are gone,

I get their share of the money.

Roland: Bullshit. Your share is your share.

Get the money out of there.

Ted: Man, you're a tightwad, huh?

You know, it's like this all the time.

I'm gettin' all dirty for you,

You're all down there prissy in your nice little suit.

Hey, hey,

I gave you a simple job.

The whole thing was laid out for you.

You turned it into a goddamn bloodbath.

Ted: I asked to get caught?

Roland: You practically did.

What the hell were you doing, anyway, coming here?

( laughs ) Hey, Pris!

C'mon in here, listen to this, honey!

You hearing all this shit, Pris?!

( footsteps overhead) Pris, I'm telling you--

Marks said I screwed up!

When did I ever screw up, honey?!

Pris, don't answer me, baby!

Where are you?!

Well... ( gun cocks )

What are you doing?

Hey, Pris!

Hey, Pris, this fucker's gonna shoot me!

She's as tired of cleaning up after you as I am.

Pris, honey!

Don't move, Marks, put the gun down.

( gunshot ) ( screams )

( banging echoes )

Ahh! Oh!

( car door opens )

( car door closes )

( engine sputtering )

Come on, baby. ( mutters )

( approaching footsteps )

Forgetting someone?

You were gonna let Marks shoot me in cold blood, Pris.

He said that you were tired of cleaning up after my shit.

Baby, you don't believe that, do you?

( gunshot ) ( groans )

Yeah, baby, I do.

I do.

Truth be told, I do.

( engine sputtering )

C'mon!

You fuckin' stupid bitch.

You took the keys and I need 'em.

Now you're gonna die.

♪ ♪

( keys jingle )

♪ ♪

( heartbeat thumping )

( gasping )

( grunting )

Ah! Ah! Oh!

( grunts )

Freeze.

Oh man. Oh man.

( Melanie gasps )

( thuds )

( exhales softly )

( sighs )

♪ ♪

"I go with you"? ( siren blaring )

You wanna go with me? Mmm.

Please do. I owe you a martini.

( siren fading )

♪ ♪

( classical score playing )