Original subtitles

Coffee?

All right, freeze!

One move and you're both dead men.

You hear me, asshole?

- This something new for you, son? - Shut up! Shut your goddamn mouth!

Hey, fine, no problem. There's the cash register.

And right up there is the television camera.

And there's a nice full-face shot. How about a profile?

- There's a couple of ways we can do this. - I told you to shut up.

Fine. I'm just saying you got to think things through.

You don't just walk into someplace,

waving a gun around, and expect the world to put up with that.

- It's not acceptable behaviour. - Yeah?

- Are you gonna stop me? - Hell, no.

Go right ahead.

You probably got a minute or two.

(Sirens wailing)

Maybe you don't.

Just trying to help you, son.

That boy's got a bad attitude.

(Switches off engine)

(Door buzzes)

Damn it!

(Door buzzes)

(Alarm goes off)

(Alarm bleeping)

Hold it right there!

Hey, Quint!

You know that guy?

(Earl) 'Check your readings.' (Billy) I'm watching.

Standing by.

Secondary boost, check.

(Earl) 'Pressure steady. Activate stage one.'

Approaching red levels.

- (Billy) 'Stage two confirmed.' - Looking good.

Feels hot. Here goes!

Yee-ha-ha!

That's it! That's it.

Billy, 325!

(Billy) Yee-ha!

(Radio) 'Gunfire erupted last night at the offices of the Lucky Dollar Corp.

'A guard shot it out with the burglar who escaped apparently empty-handed.

'Lucky Dollar Corp is currently the object of a Federal Grand Jury probe

'looking into possible racketeering and tax...'

(Earl sighs)

- Morning. - Morning.

- Say, you headed to LA? - That's right.

Could you give me a lift?

I don't think so.

(Man) Could you help me? (Man 2) What do you want?

(Man) Do you know which freeway I would take...?

- (Man 2) Where are you going? - Looking for this place in LA.

- In Hollywood, you know. - Yeah, well, Hollywood's that way.

I know what direction it's in. That's not what I'm asking.

What do you need?

Looking for this place called the Betsy. It's a real famous spot.

Showing off our car there tonight. Gonna blow their goddamn minds.

Well, it's right there, just off the freeway, straight up.

- You been there? - No, too rich for my blood.

Thanks a lot.

Say, can I help you?

Just looking. It's a hell of a car.

I'm glad you like it.

Tyke, check the back.

(Engine starts)

Let's go.

(Starts engine)

(Car approaches)

- Good morning. - Morning.

- You headed for LA? - I could be.

- Perhaps you could... - (Tyres screech)

- How you doing, Quint? - Not bad. Little car trouble.

- Yeah, I see. - I don't have what you're looking for.

Why do I think you do?

You have bad information. You always do.

Mr Quint and I go back a ways.

We used to be, what, in competition?

I never considered you competition, Marvin.

Oh, that's not nice, Quint. We had our moments.

You must've had yours in private.

Hang on. A couple of ways we can do this now, boys.

(♪ Honky-tonk music plays)

I'm getting too old for this.

Put it away and get out.

Things have changed. I need the money and passport right away.

Where's the cassette?

On deposit. I'll have it for you tonight.

You wouldn't be thinking about going back into business for yourself?

Only if I have to.

The Attorney General's in court Friday morning, nine o'clock.

Those tax records are Exhibit A. He wants them there.

- Remember Marvin Ringer? - We almost hired him.

They told us you were better.

He was there last night and I think he took it personally.

- How did he spot you? - That's not the point.

You're losing your touch, Quint.

The point is you were supposed to check their personnel list.

Marvin Ringer is a real problem for me. We have mutual acquaintances.

If you fucked up, don't try to put it on us.

- I got your cassette, OK? - So what are we talking about?

We're talking about money. My price has doubled.

- You are a thief. - Call it hazard pay.

I want the money, the ID and the passport tonight at 8:30

in a high-dollar joint called the Betsy.

As you can see, Doctor, it's quite a revolutionary design.

Earl here used to be number three man at NASA.

- There were a couple of Krauts... - All right, Billy, that's enough.

Now, after the Mars project was cancelled, Doctor,

I started working on my own.

I've always had an interest in alternative fuels.

- It involves a hydrogen compound? - Oh, not a compound, Doctor.

Hydrogen split off from water, but ordinary tap water.

- The converter's here in the engine. - It's like science fiction, no?

- A jet car? - Uh...

- Please. - Even the body's unique.

It's made of Kevlar, the material they use for bulletproof vests.

I want you to keep an eye on this baby.

And I mean both eyes. You got it?

Anyone comes within breathing distance, I want you to come and tell me about it.

OK? Good man.

- Beauty, isn't she? - Oh, fabulous.

- Is she yours? - I drive her.

- Really? - Oh, yeah.

I'm a professional and I can tell you, and I'm not just saying this,

that this car is the single most sensational thing on wheels

since the turbo.

Wow. Could I see her?

Oh, yeah.

- Excuse me. - I'm sorry.

Sorry.

(Man) '3-7-9-0-2.'

This is Nina. I want an order to go.

- 'You're only on stakeout.' - No, it's too ripe.

'Stand by.'

- Excuse me. Can I help you? - Hell of a car.

Yes, sir, hell of a car. Better keep an eye on it.

'You have approval. 20 minutes.'

Thank you.

Now, let us be frank, Dr Melato, I appreciate the interest

that your company has shown in the Black Moon,

but being an American I'd like to give an American manufacturer the chance.

But you have not much encouragement from your American companies.

- I wouldn't say that... - No, no, as you say, let us be frank.

Your Black Moon is a fascinating prototype.

But it is still a prototype. Much more testing is necessary.

My engineers will be here on Friday, in three days.

They have seen a report and here they will look and decide.

If they say yes, I will make my offer.

A substantial offer. The rest is up to you.

- I understand. - Scusi.

I apologise. It seems I must go.

- You will arrange for Friday? - Of course, Doctor.

Buono. Please, enjoy.

Buona notte.

(Clinking) Allow me to propose a toast

to the best designer and mechanic in the whole damn world.

So, what do you like? Tell me.

Draught.

- (Man) I think you like action. - Really?

- It's right there, in your eyes. - Is it?

(Man) I bet when you walked in here you thought,

"I wouldn't mind meeting someone new and interesting tonight."

I never mind meeting someone new and... interesting.

- (Man) Do you live around here? - Why?

What would you say if I told you that I'd like to take you home

and fuck your brains out?

I'd say you're in for a long and lonely night.

Well, you can't blame me for trying, huh?

I never blame anyone for trying.

They're all so neurotic, they don't know what they want.

Hello...

I'll just be a minute.

(Man) I think you like action. It's right there, right in your eyes.

Hello. I will take the keys to the Rolls-Royce, the Excalibur...

(Man) I bet when you walked in here, you thought,

"I wouldn't mind meeting someone new and interesting tonight."

...the Aston Martin and the two Mercedes.

(Man) What would you say if I said I'd like to take you home?

(Woman) What is going on here?

Oh, my God, they're stealing the cars. They're stealing the cars!

(Tyres screech)

(Shouting)

(Tyres screech)

The phone is dead.

(Nina) Well, I guess that's it.

Thank you for your help. Put him somewhere.

Turbo pressure...

Ignition.

(Tyres screech)

(Honks horn)

(Engine starting)

I'm sorry, ma'am. Would you move back for me there?

(Indistinct conversations)

Look, it's an experimental car, Officer. It's called the Black Moon.

- Yeah, we lose 3,000 cars a day. - There's only one of these.

That's 125 every hour.

Officer, we've got everything we own tied up in this car.

- Now, give us a break. Come on! - Look, I'm sorry, mister, but...

we're doing everything we can.

- You're a little late. - I was here. But I left.

- Where's the cassette? - Somebody stole it.

- Somebody stole it? - Mmm-hmm.

I'll get it back for you, though. I need some help.

- That's not the way it happens. - It is now.

You motherfucker. Let me tell you something.

You got no help, no nothing.

What you got is exactly 72 hours to lay that cassette in my hand.

If you don't,

I'm gonna take all the heat that comes down on my head

and I'm gonna transfer it to your body.

You understand what I'm saying?

Three days. Friday morning.

Be in touch.

Hey. What about my money?

Don't fuck with the government.

How would you gentlemen like to get your car back?

Now, if what you say is true, we have to contact the police.

- What are they gonna do? - Look, I don't have any idea

what your problems may be...

There's nothing they can do. There's no proof, just my word.

Look at those towers. This is a huge operation, gentlemen.

They must've got ten cars last night and that's probably just an average haul.

And from the looks of that garage, this whole place is a fortress.

- Which you can crack. - Hell, yes.

Good luck.

You'll never see that car again, boys.

What are we gonna tell the police? We didn't see anything. He did.

Earl, what if he's right?

Knock, knock.

Ryland wants you.

The cars OK?

Yeah. I had to tear out one ignition.

- Is he upstairs? - Yeah.

- Ryland's looking for you. - I know, I know.

Put it with the others.

This will be my showcase.

Lounge over there, offices, communication centre.

Complete business facilities.

When the second tower is open, the whole complex will be unique.

Nothing like it anywhere.

- Most impressive. - Thank you.

So, what's the problem?

The problem is, you're not delivering what you promised to me.

My clients are... most particular.

- They're used to the best. - That's what they're getting.

Ah. Most of the cars are damaged. My inspectors have uncovered many flaws.

My people inspect them too.

- I'm telling you what is the case. - Are you?

Are you saying I would lie to you?

- I was talking with Molina. - No, no, no. Molina? No.

(Speaks Spanish)

Molina is a big chico!

The man doesn't have a shred of honour!

Ese hombre, huh, what does he know?

He thinks you might have difficulties in other areas.

My business is of no concern to you.

We have agreements I expect you to live up to.

Don't come here with spurious excuses about damaged cars.

You and Molina?

(Speaks Spanish)

You deserve each other.

You owe me $420,000.

You give me cars I cannot sell, I have no responsibility.

I'm going to collect it.

One way or another.

Is this a threat to me?

Don't threaten me. I don't fear you.

You have many big dreams, but at heart you're a little man.

Así...

Chiquitito.

He's crazy. Loco!

Why do you work for such a man, huh?

(Repeats in Spanish) Es un animal!

(Shouts in Spanish)

- Mr Molina called. - Not now.

(Ranting in Spanish)

(Continues in Spanish)

- (Clang) - What is it?

He's watching.

- Yes, yes. - That's for the electric.

- And this is for the pipes. - OK.

- And I want you to sign for the forms. - Hey, Quint.

- Iron John. - We're a little busy right now.

Will you get the hell out of here?

(Gasping for breath)

This is the only way they'll let me get the job finished.

- How long have you been back? - Not long.

- I don't freelance any more. - Oh, I know. I heard about it.

(Both laugh)

- You joined the Feds. - They offer a real good pension plan.

(John guffaws)

That's, uh, Ryland Towers.

- I built part of the first one. - I got this from the Hall of Records.

Apparently, the complex was built over a branch of the sewer system

that was sealed off as unsafe.

They got permits for everything.

That Ed Ryland, he's got connections.

He used a lot more foundation material than he needed.

He got too much electrical equipment by 50%,

and his first submitted plan calls for three elevators

plus an express up to the penthouse.

Over here he's got a freight elevator with extended capacity.

Like I said, I built part of the first one.

- What are you looking for? - The real blueprints and floorplans.

Especially for the lower levels and the parking garage.

Plus anything on the alarms. I had a few problems last time out.

Yeah, they got something new every week.

French, Emile French. He was the consultant on security.

Emile French.

Sounds like you're going in.

- I got three days. - You got all the time in the world.

(Laughs heartily)

(Gasps for breath)

I've never seen anything like it.

This is the catalytic converter. Breaks down the water.

- Runs on hydrogen? - Runs on something.

It's so light.

Yeah, must be a composite of some kind.

Interesting machine. What is it?

It's an interesting machine.

- What am I supposed to do with it? - Nothing. It's mine.

I see.

- You're making these decisions now? - Just this once.

Good. For a moment I thought you were after my job.

I understand there was a problem last night.

What do you mean?

A guy tried to follow me. I lost him.

- Did you? - Yes.

There was a man in the outer garage right after you got in.

Coincidence?

I lost him.

So it was a coincidence.

A car like this attracts a lot of attention.

- Did you think about that? - I brought in half your goddamn order.

This is a business, Nina. We don't take trophies.

Fine. Do whatever you want with it.

I have your permission, do I?

Quite a car.

Why is that car in there?

I asked you a question.

Ask Mr Ryland.

- Open the door, Richard! - (Richard) 'One moment.'

(Intercom beeps)

- What? - (Richard) 'Nina wants to leave.'

- Where are you going? - 'Jesus Christ. Out!'

- I want to see you. - 'Later.'

Now.

'No.'

Nina! Nina!

'Nina!'

Nina! Where the hell are you going?

'Nina, are you out of your mind?

'I'm not going to open the door.

'Nina, stop! Stop right now!

'I won't give in to this. I won't open it.'

Nina!

(Tyres screech)

(♪ CHARI BRANDON: "Sleeping With The Enemy")

Hi.

- Where are you going? - Downtown.

Fine.

Nice car.

Thank you.

My dad had a Studebaker. He loved it.

How about that?

You like cars, don't you?

Nice ones.

Some friends of mine had a nice car. Really very special. It got stolen.

Ah, that's too bad.

They're hoping to get it back.

What will they do, your friends?

I don't know. They're trying to decide. There's not much time.

I know how that is.

Any ideas?

Me? Why?

Just making conversation.

Must be a way.

Must be a couple of ways.

'What do you want me to say?'

(Ryland) 'Whatever you like. Tell me about yourself.'

- 'What's this for?' - 'For me.

- 'Where's your family?' - (Nina) 'I don't know. Where's yours?'

(Ryland) 'You're not in contact with them?'

'Yeah, right.'

- 'So you're alone here?' - 'When I wanna be.'

'Try to relax. We're just talking.'

'I know.'

'Where did you learn to handle a car?'

'Boyfriend. Other than that, he was a jerk.'

- 'You're very good.' - 'Yeah, I got a great future.'

'You say that like you don't believe it.'

(Nina) 'Yeah, I do.

'I'm special. Didn't you notice?'

'As a matter of fact, I did.'

'Everyone does.'

Just how many names have you got?

How many wigs have you got?

- Tea? - Yeah.

What exactly do you expect me to do for you?

Nothing, not a thing.

Don't lie. Please.

Why don't you tell me about your friends?

(Quint sighs)

I don't really have any friends.

Do you?

What about those people you work for?

Who do you mean?

Come on. We ought to trust each other.

We have a lot in common, you know.

- What? - We're both thieves.

- And what do you steal? - This and that.

Actually, as soon as my current obligations are taken care of, I'm...

retiring.

And what do retired thieves do?

They get away.

- Where to? - I don't know.

How about Rio?

Why have you been following me?

I need that funny-looking car.

What makes you think I'd help you?

You have an honest face.

Forget it.

I won't let you use me.

First the guy last night, now this.

Deal with them.

What are we doing here? Why don't we talk to that fella?

He was right about the cops, wasn't he?

(Earl) 'Security cameras are focusing on the centre aisle.

- 'Stay to the side.' - (Billy) 'Earl...'

(Earl) 'Stop your damn whining. The police want evidence.'

I thought I told you to use the telephoto lens?

The details have got to be razor-sharp, down to the licence numbers.

Now, Tyke...

Huh? It's no good.

In the car.

Go.

Now, you stay here and wait for Tyke. I'm going down.

(Muted)

Earl!

Earl!

Earl!

We changed our minds.

(Quint) Some of this is reliable and some isn't.

We'll get the accurate floor plans from Iron John tonight.

- He told us you worked on the alarms. - I consulted.

A German outfit put it in. Plus, uh... What's his name? Ryland.

He, uh... He threw in a few wrinkles of his own.

- It's tight. - That's why we're here.

You know that one of the towers isn't open yet?

We've been looking at that. We thought we might be able to use it.

They don't connect. There's no direct link.

We'll make a direct link.

I know you're a hotshot and all that, Quint, but this place...

I don't know.

Just... what is it you want to take out of here?

A car.

A car...

John?

(Machine whirring)

John?

(Gun cocked)

These what you're looking for?

It's time to make a deal, Quint.

You been dealing with John, Marvin?

He didn't want to. He was smarter than that.

I want that cassette. You know you're gonna give it to me.

Eventually.

Stop it!

(Groaning)

So why make it painful?

(Groaning)

Get him out of here.

(Groans)

(Grunting)

(Marvin) Come on.

Again?

Yeah!

Hey, Quint, hold out a while. This is fun.

Kick his butt!

Get up! Aargh!

Not a big man anymore, huh?

Quint, that's pathetic. You got a reputation to uphold.

(Groaning)

How about another one, big guy?

Where's he going?

- Don't know. - Huh?

- Get him out. - Come on, out!

Drag him out of there.

Come on!

I told these boys all about you. You're letting me down.

Come on, man!

(Coughing and spluttering)

(Tyres screech)

(Reciting Portuguese phrase)

I was driving by and I saw your lights.

I thought I'd say hello.

Aargh!

I'm sorry. It's gonna hurt a little bit.

It already hurts.

(Coughs)

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

A little.

Oh, thank you.

I haven't asked what happened, because I don't wanna know.

I have problems of my own.

Ah. With your boss, Ryland?

The name keeps coming up.

(Coughing and spluttering)

Just how badly do you want that car?

Look at me.

OK, you've blown the lock.

What are you gonna do with those wires?

They're all a trap. Any one of them will trip the alarm.

So now what?

Come on, Earl. You worked for NASA, for Christ's sake.

OK, so now the alarm is off.

(Billy) Nice going.

(Door opens)

(Earl) Jesus! What the hell happened to you?

(Quint) Gentlemen, timing is of the essence.

This is one of the most secure buildings I've ever seen. There's no way in.

The weakness is this building,

the unfinished building with no security system

other than Deputy Dawg.

If I can get up to the top of this building here,

I can get to the top of that one there and you can come in from the bottom.

(Earl) We'll go down the access tunnels under the garage

and we'll cut into the video cable here,

make a loop of the empty garage, bypassing the camera here,

and then feed it back into the monitoring system.

That will give us a clear shot at the false wall here.

(Quint) If our timing is right, it should work.

- It should work. - (Timer beeps)

I want to show you something.

This man got into the outer garage the night you brought the car in.

The night you were followed.

- You know this man? - Not really.

What do you think he was looking for?

- You're asking me? - Do you have any ideas?

No.

This next tape was just brought in from a remote surveillance unit.

You bastard!

- You betrayed me. - I only wish I had.

Real Nina. Let's see the real Nina.

Stop it. Stop it!

Don't turn away. Let's watch this together.

Let's see how you repaid me for everything I did for you.

- I owe you nothing. - I gave you a life.

You gave me your life.

- And you grabbed at it. - I was on the street.

- I would've grabbed at anything. - Know how I found her, Luis?

She was sleeping in a burned-out hotel and she tried to steal my car.

My car!

And she almost got away with it. She was a natural.

Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

I remember when I was desperate.

Get her out of here.

Get the truth out of her.

You try it.

(Billy) What's that for? (Quint) Vaccinations.

(Whirring)

Hope to hell this thing works.

That laser beam will blind all their TV cameras.

It's crazy you going in alone in your condition.

One of us should be going in with you.

I'll need both of you to get me out of there.

- With the car. - I'm the driver here.

I should be handling the Black Moon.

See if you can handle that.

Earl, I don't know if I could kill a man over a car.

They did. Remember that.

Time to sync up.

Gentlemen...

we go precisely 15 minutes from...

- (Beeping) - ...now.

(Whirring)

Ready?

Go.

Report to security centre at once. Maintenance, report to security.

What is it?

- The perimeter cameras... - What's wrong with them?

- Well, they were... - Run a systems check.

Think they got rats down here, Earl?

There. There it is! It's happened again.

(Door buzzes open)

Hey! Hey, hey! Where are you going?

Hey, stop!

- What do we do now? - You'll see.

Oh! Damn.

(Grunting)

(Gasping)

(Groaning)

(Grunting)

This is the one.

All right, do it.

- Got it. - Record it.

That's enough for a loop. Now replay.

Good. Let's go.

Any trouble with the monitors?

No.

- What's up? - You tell me.

(Nina, muffled) Guard!

Open this door!

(Banging)

- Open this door! - (Quint) Hey.

What are you doing?

Get me out of here.

Stand back.

Come on.

Argh!

Let me tape that grate back.

(Muted)

- How you doing? - I'm OK.

No, don't do that.

- Look at that. - Must be a short circuit.

- Hi. - Hi.

Well?

OK.

(Door buzzes)

Nina?

Come on. What's the problem?

Been a while since I worked on one of these. It's obsolete.

Let me try.

We've still got problems, Mr Ryland.

There she is. Who's that with her?

- Something's going on in the garage. - Sound the alert.

- (Alarm blares) - (Quint) Oh, no.

They've seen us.

- That's it. - (Alarm blaring)

- What's that? - Let's go.

I got it.

Careful with those brakes.

I drove it, remember?

(Tyres screech)

(Gunfire)

- Not bad. - Thank you.

Hurry!

Armed.

- Keep them away from the door. - What about the door?

I hope you know what you're doing, because I've been here before.

- You tried to blow it? - That thing's not in the blueprints.

They're trapped.

Any ideas? I am wide open to suggestions.

Oh, shit.

(Tyres screech)

Push them back. Push them in.

No, not this way.

- What? - Freight elevator.

Close it.

Now take them to the unfinished floor.

- How do we stop this thing? - We can't!

Hold it, stop.

Very impressive, but now what?

We just stand here and stare at each other?

It's over. The game is over.

You've done well.

Gave my security system quite a workout, pointed out some problems.

You, sir, behind the wheel,

we've never met, but I've admired your performances.

You'll be remembered.

Wish there were a couple of ways to do this.

There's only one way.

You, Nina, step out of the car and walk away from it.

We'll call this episode a, er...

an unfortunate breakdown in communications.

For both of us.

Give me your gun.

Get down!

Punch it.

(Engine revs down)

Congratulations, Quint.

You just gave a whole new meaning to the term "breaking and entering".

I'll be taking that.

Get him.

Now, let's see... where was it we left off?

- Aargh! - Goddamn... bastard!

Shut up, bitch!

Give me your gun. I need your gun!

Give him some room.

You're just not a winner, Marvin.

You're not even a runner-up.

Better watch that guy. He's a criminal.

Nice job, Quint.

- Thanks. - Hour and a half to spare.

- Next time. - There won't be a next time!

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Honest.

Hmm.

Oh, no. What do I tell the Italians?

Forget the Italians, Earl. Let's call Boeing.

(Sirens wail)

(Quint groans)

(Gasps)

(Sighs)

How are we gonna do this?

Are you sure you're up to it?

They beat me up, they didn't kill me.

- (Groans) - (Laughs)

I think... it might be a good idea

if you just lie still and give your body a chance to rest.

Tell me something...

Are you glad you ripped that car off?

Yeah.

(Quint) Me too.