Escape from New York

Bob Hauk:
You go in, find the President, bring him out in less than 24 hours, and your're a free man.

Snake Plissken:
Bullshit!

Bob Hauk:
I'm making you an offer.

Snake Plissken:
Get a new president.

Bob Hauk:
Is that your answer?

Snake Plissken:
I'm thinking about it.

Bob Hauk:
Think hard. We're still at war. We need him alive.

Snake Plissken:
I don't give a f*** about your war... or your president.

President:
God save me, and watch over you all.

Bob Hauk:
I'm not a fool, Plissken!

Snake Plissken:
Call me Snake.

Bob Hauk:
Remember, once you're inside you're on your own.

Snake Plissken:
Oh, you mean I can't count on you?

Bob Hauk:
No.

Snake Plissken:
Good!

Bob Hauk:
It's the survival of the human race, Plissken. Something you don't give a sh*t about.

Girl in "Chock Full O'Nuts":
You're a cop!

Snake Plissken:
I'm an a**hole...

The Duke:
They sent in their best man, and when we roam out the 69th street bridge tomorrow, on our way to freedom, we're going to have their best man leading the way - from the neck up!

The Duke:
On the hood of my car!

Brain:
They're savages, Mr. President.

Bob Hauk:
You going to kill me, Snake?

Snake Plissken:
Not now, I'm too tired.

Snake Plissken:
Maybe later.

Bob Hauk:
We'd make one hell of a team, Snake!

Snake Plissken:
The name's Plissken!

President:
Good evening. Although I shall not be present at this historic summit meeting, I present this in the hope that our great nations may learn to live in peace...

Hauk:
Plissken? Plissken what are you doing?

Snake Plissken:
Playing with myself, I'm going in.

Bob Hauk:
I'm ready to kick your ass off of the world, war hero...

Snake Plissken:
Where's the President?

Cabbie:
The Duke got him. Everybody knows the Duke's got him. You don't have to put a gun to my head. I'll tell you.

Snake Plissken:
Who's the Duke?

Cabbie:
The Duke? The Duke of New York, A-Number-1, the Big Man, that's who!

Snake Plissken:
I wanna meet this Duke.

Cabbie:
You can't meet the Duke! Are you crazy? Nobody gets to meet the Duke. You meet him once and then you're dead!

Cabbie:
Brain? Brain, I brought somebody to see you.

Snake Plissken:
Harold Hellman . . .

Brain:
Snake?

Maggie:
Harold? You never told me you knew Snake.

Snake Plissken:
I'm glad you remember me. Yeah, a man should remember his past. Kansas City, four years ago, you ran out on me. You left me sitting there.

Brain:
You were late.

Snake Plissken:
We were buddies, Harold. You, me, and Fresno Bob. You know what they did to Bob?

Snake Plissken:
We did get you out. A lot of people died in the process, I just wondered how you felt about it.

President:
Well, I... I wanna thank them. This nation appreciates their sacrifice.

Snake Plissken:
Don't f*** with me!

Romero:
You touch me... he dies. If you're not in the air in thirty seconds... he dies. You come back in... he dies. [takes a package out of his shirt and unwraps it to reveal the President's middle finger, complete with ring] Twenty seconds.

Bob Hauk:
I'm ready to talk.

Romero:
Nineteen. Eighteen.

Bob Hauk:
What do you want?

Romero:
Seventeen. Sixteen.

Bob Hauk:
[to his soldiers] Let's go. Let's go!

Bob Hauk:
[reading Plissken's file] S.D. Plissken... American, Lieutenant: Special Forces Unit "Black Light". Two Purple Hearts, Leningrad and Siberia. Youngest man to be decorated by the President. Then you robbed the Federal Reserve Depository... life sentence, New York maximum security penitentiary. I'm about to kick your ass out of the world, war hero...

Snake Plissken:
[calmly strikes a match against Hauk's desk to light his cigarette and in a bored tone of voice] Who're you?

Bob Hauk:
Hauk, Police Commissioner.

Snake Plissken:
Bob Hauk...

Bob Hauk:
Special Forces Unit "Texas Thunder"... we heard of you too, Plissken.

Bob Hauk:
There was an accident. About an hour ago, a small jet went down inside New York City. The President was on board.

Snake Plissken:
The president of what?

Bob Hauk:
You go in, find the President, bring him out in 24 hours, and you're a free man.

Snake Plissken:
24 hours, huh?

Bob Hauk:
I'm making you an offer.

Snake Plissken:
Bullshit!

Bob Hauk:
Straight just like I said.

Snake Plissken:
I'll think about it.

Bob Hauk:
No time. Give me an answer.

Snake Plissken:
Get a new president!

Bob Hauk:
We're still at war, Plissken. We need him alive.

Snake Plissken:
I don't give a f*** about your war... or your president.

Bob Hauk:
Is that your answer?

Snake Plissken:
I'm thinking about it.

Bob Hauk:
Think hard.

Snake Plissken:
[pause] Why me?

Bob Hauk:
You flew the Gullfire over Leningrad. You know how to get in quiet. You're all I got.

Snake Plissken:
[pause] I guess I go in one way or the other... doesn't mean sh*t to me. All right... I'll do it. Give me the pardon paper.

Bob Hauk:
When you come out.

Snake Plissken:
Before.

Bob Hauk:
I told you I wasn't a fool, Plissken.

Snake Plissken:
Call me Snake.

Bob Hauk:
In 22 hours, the Hartford Summit Meeting will be over. China and the Soviet Union will go back home. Now, the President was on his way to the summit when his plane went down. He has a briefcase attached to his wrist. The tape recording inside has to reach Hartford in 22 hours.

Snake Plissken:
What's on it?

Bob Hauk:
You know anything about nuclear fusion?

Snake Plissken:
No.

Bob Hauk:
The survival of the human race, Plissken. Something you don't give a sh*t about.

Cronenberg:
[approaches Snake with two injection guns] I'm going to inject you. It will sting for a second.

[Cronenberg places both guns on the side of Snake's neck and injects him, producing a loud bang]

Bob Hauk:
That's it, Plissken.

Cronenberg:
Tell him.

Snake Plissken:
Tell me what?

Bob Hauk:
That idea you had about turning the Gullfire around 180 degrees and flying off to Canada.

Snake Plissken:
What did you do to me, a**hole?

Bob Hauk:
My idea, Plissken. Something we've been fooling around with. Two microscopic capsules lodged in your arteries. They're already starting to dissolve. In 22 hours, the cores will completely dissolve. Inside the cores are a heat-sensing charge. Not a large explosion, about the size of a pinhead, just big enough to open up both of your arteries. I'd say you'd be dead in 10-15 seconds...

Snake Plissken:
[chokes Hauk] Take them out, now!

Cronenberg:
They're protected by the cores. Fifteen minutes before the last hour is up, we can neutralize the charge with X-rays.

[Pushes Snake away from Hauk]

Bob Hauk:
We'll burn out the charges if you have the President.

Snake Plissken:
What if I'm a little late?

Bob Hauk:
No more Hartford Summit. And no more Snake Plissken.

Snake Plissken:
When I get back, I'm going to kill you.

Bob Hauk:
The Gullfire's waiting.

Snake Plissken:
[radioing a pullout request] All right, get your machine ready, I'm coming out.

Bob Hauk:
18 hours left, Plissken!

Snake Plissken:
Listen to me, Hauk. The President is dead, you got that? Somebody's had him for dinner!

Bob Hauk:
Plissken, if you get back in that glider and fly back here without the tape or the President, I'll shoot you down myself! You try to climb out, I'll burn you off the wall! Do you understand that, Plissken?

Snake Plissken:
[pause] A little human compassion.

Narrator:
In 1988, the crime rate in the United States rises four hundred percent. The once great city of New York becomes the one maximum security prison for the entire country. A fifty-foot containment wall is erected along the New Jersey shoreline, across the Harlem River, and down along the Brooklyn shoreline. It completely surrounds Manhattan Island. All bridges and waterways are mined. The United States Police Force, like an army, is encamped around the island. There are no guards inside the prison, only prisoners and the worlds they have made. The rules are simple: once you go in, you don't come out.

Automated Announcement To Newly Arriving Prisoners:
Attention: You are now entering the debarkation area. No talking. No smoking. Follow the orange line to the processing area. The next scheduled departure to the prison is in two hours. You now have the option to terminate and be cremated on the premises. If you elect this option, notify the duty sergeant in your processing area.

The President:
[as he shoots the Duke of New York] You're A-Number One! You're the Duke! You're the Duke! [chuckles] You're the Duke. You're A-Number One.