Independence Day

President Thomas Whitmore:
I don't understand, where does all this come from? How do you get funding for something like this?

Julius Levinson:
You don't actually think they spend $20,000.00 on a hammer, $30,000.00 on a toilet seat do you?

David Levinson:
Must go faster.

Julius Levinson:
If I had known I was gonna meet the president I would've worn a tie. Look at me, I look like a schliemiel.

Gen. Gray:
Are you all right?

President Thomas Whitmore:
I saw... its thoughts. I saw what they're planning to do. They're like locusts. They're moving from planet to planet... their whole civilization. After they've consumed every natural resource they move on... and we're next. Nuke 'em. Let's nuke the bastards.

Julius Levinson:
Everyone's trying to get out of Washington, and we're the only schmucks trying to get in.

Julius Levinson:
If you're so smart, tell me something, how come you go to M.I.T. for 8 years to become a cable repairman?

Captain Steven Hiller:
Oops.

David Levinson:
W-what do you mean, oops?

Captain Steven Hiller:
Some jerk put this...

David Levinson:
Don't say "oops".

Captain Steven Hiller:
What do you say we try that again?

David Levinson:
Yes, yes. Yes. Without the "oops". Thataway.

Constance:
Haven't you ever wanted to be part of something special?

David Levinson:
I was part of something special

Captain Steven Hiller:
I ain't heard no fat lady!

David Levinson:
Forget the fat lady. You're Obsessed with fat lady. Just get us out of here!

David Levinson:
You really think you can fly that thing?

Captain Steven Hiller:
You really think you can do all that bullshit you just said?

David Levinson:
They're chasing us!

Captain Steven Hiller:
Really, YOU THINK?

Russel Casse:
I picked a helluva day to quit drinkin'.

President Thomas Whitmore:
The only mistake I ever made was to appoint a sniveling little weasel like you Secretary of Defense. However, that is a mistake, I am happy to say, that I don't have to live with. Mr. Nimzicki... you're fired.

Julius Levinson:
All you need is love, John Lennon, smart man, shot in the back very sad.

Russel Casse:
In the words of my generation: Up Yours!

Dr. Okun:
Mr. President! Wow! This is... what a pleasure. As you can imagine, they... they don't let us out much.

President Thomas Whitmore:
What do you want us to do?

Captured Alien:
Die. Die.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Oh, no. no, you are NOT shootin' that green sh*t at me!

David Levinson:
Hey, you have any idea how long it takes for those cups to decompose?

Julius Levinson:
If you don't move soon, I'm gonna start to decompose.

Capt. Jimmy Wilder:
Let's kick the tires and light the fires, big daddy!

Captain Steven Hiller:
Is that an earthquake?

Jasmine Dubrow:
Not even a four pointer. Go back to sleep.

Elvis Fanatic:
Oh god, I hope they bring back Elvis.

Captain Steven Hiller:
I'm just a little anxious to get up there and whup E.T.'s ass.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Welcome to Earth!

Gen. Gray:
Mr. President, I'd sure like to know what you're doing.

President Thomas Whitmore:
I'm a combat pilot, Will. I belong in the air.

President Thomas Whitmore:
Good morning.

President Thomas Whitmore:
Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom... Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight!" We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!

David Levinson:
A toast, to the end of the world.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Y'know, this was supposed to be my weekend off, but noooo. You got me out here draggin' your heavy ass through the burnin' desert with your dreadlocks stickin' out the back of my parachute. You gotta come down here with an attitude, actin' all big and bad... and what the hell is that smell? I could've been at a barbecue! But I ain't mad.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Now that's what I call a close encounter

Albert Nimzicki:
I'm not Jewish.

Julius Levinson:
Well, nobody's perfect.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Look, I really don't think they flew 90 billion light years to come down here and start a fight. Get all rowdy.

Julius Levinson:
Hey don't you tell him to shut up! You'd all be dead now if it weren't for my David! None of you did anything to prevent this!

General Grey:
There was nothing we could do!

Julius Levinson:
Oh, don't give me that! You knew about this for a long time! What with that spaceship you found in New Mexico? What was it called... Roswell, New Mexico. And that other place... uh... Area 51, Area 51. You knew then. And you did nothing!

President Thomas Whitmore:
Mr. Levinson, you're mistaken. There is no Area 51. There is no spaceship:

Albert Nimzicki:
Uh... Mr. President. That's not entirely accurate.

David Levinson:
What, which part?

Jasmine Dubrow:
There you go, thinking you're all that. But you are not as charming as you think you are, sir.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Yes I am.

David Levinson:
They're bringing us in.

Captain Steven Hiller:
When the hell was you gonna tell me?

David Levinson:
Oops.

Captain Steven Hiller:
We're gonna have to work on our communication.

Reporter:
Los Angeles, New York and Washington D.C. have been left in ruins.

Russel Casse:
Good God! I've been sayin' it. I've been sayin' it for ten damn years. Ain't I been sayin' it, Miguel? Yeah, I've been sayin' it.

Captain Steven Hiller:
I have got to get me one of these!

Marty Gilbert:
A countdown... wait, a countdown to what David?

David Levinson:
It's like in chess: First, you strategically position your pieces and when the timing is right you strike. They're using this signal to syncronize their efforts and in 5 hours the countdown will be over.

Marty Gilbert:
And then what?

David Levinson:
Checkmate.

Marty Gilbert:
Oh, my God. I gotta call my brother, my housekeeper, my lawyer. Nah, forget my lawyer.

David Levinson:
Hey, take a look at the earthlings. Goodbye!

Captain Steven Hiller:
Y'all take care, alright, 'nothing but love for ya. I ain't got nothing by love for ya.

Captain Steven Hiller:
You think they have any idea what's about to happen to them?

David Levinson:
Not a chance in hell. Goodnight!

Julius Levinson:
It's Air Force One for crying out loud and still he gets sick!

Julius Levinson:
You didn't think they actually spent ten thousand dollars for a hammer and thirty thousand for a toilet seat, did you?

Julius Levinson:
David. What the hell are you doing?

David Levinson:
Making a mess!

Julius Levinson:
Yes, this I can see.

Constance:
Now what do we do?

President Thomas Whitmore:
Address the nation. There's gonna be a lot of frightened people out there.

Constance:
Yeah. I'm one of 'em.

Captain Steven Hiller:
THAT'S RIGHT! Thats what you get! Look at you, ship all banged up! WHOSE THE MAN? HUH? WHOSE THE MAN? Wait until I get another plane! I am going to lower your friends RIGHT BESIDE YOU!

Monica Soloway:
The 3 choppers are steadily approaching what has unanimously agreed to be the front of these spaceships, a parabolic indentation 9 city blocks in diameter.

Albert Nimzicki:
You're leaving now?

President Thomas Whitmore:
Okay, boys, let's give Mr. Casse some cover. Gentlemen! Let's plow the road!

Area 51 Guard:
I'm sorry, Captain. This is a restricted area. I can't let you pass without clearance.

Captain Steven Hiller:
Okay. Come here. You wanna see my clearance?

Captain Steven Hiller:
Maybe I'll just leave this here with you.

Area 51 Guard:
Let them pass! Let them pass!

Julius Levinson:
Hey don't you tell him to shut up! You'd all be dead now if it weren't for my David! None of you did anything to prevent this!

Julius Levinson:
Oh don't give me that! You knew about this for a long time! What with that spaceship you found in New Mexico! What was it called... Roswell, New Mexico! And that other place... uh... Area 51, Area 51! You knew then! And you did nothing!

Albert Nimzicki:
Uh... Mr. President. That's not entirely accurate.

David Levinson:
What, which part?

Captain Steven Hiller:
Peace!

Captain Steven Hiller:
We're not hit! We're not hit! Stop side-seat driving!

President Thomas Whitmore:
Atlanta, Chicago, Philadelphia, destroyed.

Gen. Gray:
We have also learned that NORAD and our top commandos were the first to be taken out. At this rate, we could be looking at the worldwide destruction of every major city in the next 36 hours.

President Thomas Whitmore:
Then we're being exterminated.

Patricia Whitmore:
Is Mommy sleeping now?

President Thomas Whitmore:
Yeah, Mommy is sleeping now.

Marty:
There's no shame in hiding. Oh - I'd better go call my mother.

President Whitmore:
I have a confession to make. I'm sleeping next to a beautiful young brunette.

Marilyn:
You didn't let her stay up all night watching TV, did you?

President Whitmore:
Of course not.[pause]

Patricia:
Daddy let me watch Letterman.

President Whitmore:
Traitor.

Marty:
David! David, what the hell's the point of having a beeper if you aren't even gonna turn it on?!?!

David:
What is turned on? I was ignoring you. Hello, what's the uh... what's the big emergency?

Marty:
It started this morning, every station's making like it's the 1950s... we got static, we got snow, all kinds of distortions!

David:
Wait! Marty-

Marty:
Nobody even knows-

David:
.....What the hell are you doin'? There's a reason we have... bins labeled recycle! What the hell's goin' on?! My god in heaven!

Marty:
So sue me, DAVID! We have a problem!

[at the White House roof, President Whitmore and White House Communications Director Constance Spano stare in awe at the alien ship flying overhead]

Constance:
Now what do we do?

President Whitmore:
Address the nation. There's gonna be a lot of frightened people out there.

Constance:
Yeah. [in Whitmore's ear] I'm one of 'em. [Whitmore looks back at her then to the ship]

[David finds Marty on the phone with his mother concerning the aliens]

Marty:
I know, Ma. Just try and stay calm!

David:
Tell her to pack up and leave town.

Marty:
Why?! What happened?!

David:
Just do it!

Marty:
[to the phone] Ma! Ma, listen! Uh, get your stuff together, and head for Aunt Esther's. Don't argue with me! Just go! [hangs up] David, why'd I just send my mother to Atlanta? David?! David, talk to me!

David:
Did you hear me tell you that the signal in the satellite feed is slowly recycling down to extinction?

Marty:
Not really.

David:
It's a countdown.

Marty:
A countdown? Wait, a countdown to what, David?!

David:
Uh, it's like in chess. First you strategically position your pieces. Then, when the timing's right, you strike. [turns Marty's attention to the monitor] See? They're positioning themselves all over the world usin' this one signal to synchronize their efforts. In approximately six hours, the signal's gonna disappear, and the countdown's gonna be over.

Marty:
And then what?

David:
Checkmate.

Marty:
[gasps] Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I gotta call my brother. I better call my housekeeper. I gotta call my lawyer. Aw, forget my lawyer.

[the Black Knights squadron is briefed on attacking the alien ship over Los Angeles]

Jimmy:
You scared, man?

Steven:
No. You?

Jimmy:
Nope. [pauses; leans head on Steven's shoulder] Hold me.

Steven:
Hey, pay attention.

Colonel:
Something you wanna add to this briefing, Captain Hiller?

Steven:
No, sir. I'm just a little anxious to get up there and whup E.T.'s ass. That's all.

[everyone else laughs in agreement]

Colonel:
And you'll get your chance. You'll all get your chance. Good hunting. Dismissed!

Jimmy:
[as the pilots prepare to suit up] Let's kick the tires and light the fires, big daddy!

[Inside Air Force One, David, Connie, General Grey, and Nimzicki are all talking at once, after David objects to them using nuclear weapons]

Nimzicki:
Shut up! Captain, get him out of here!

Julius:
Hey, don't tell him to shut up! [lets it sink in] You'd all be dead now if it wasn't for my David! None of you did anything to prevent this!

General Grey:
There was nothing we could do! We were totally unprepared for this!

Julius:
Bah! Don't give me "unprepared"!

Constance:
Come on, Julius, come on.... [tries to take Julius back]

Julius:
It was, what? In the 19-- what, 50s? Whatever; when you had that spaceship.

David:
Dad.

Julius:
Yeah, that thing you found in New Mexico! Where was that?

David:
Dad, no, not the spaceship, no.

Julius:
Roswell. Roswell, New Mexico, yeah! No, you had the spaceship and you had the bodies! They were locked up in a, in a bunker. Where was that? David?

Constance:
I don't know.

Julius:
In Area 51, right? Area 51?! You knew then! [hissing] And you did nothing!

President Whitmore:
Sir, regardless of what you may have read in the tabloids, there has never been any spacecraft recovered by our government. Take my word for it. There's no Area 51. There's no recovered spaceship.

Nimzicki:
Uh, excuse me, Mr. President? That's not entirely accurate.

[uncomfortable silence amongst all on board]

David:
What, which part?

[having arrived at Area 51 with his alien and a fleet of refugees, Steven talks to General Grey]

Steven:
Sir, I'm really anxious to get back to El Toro.

General Grey:
[calmly] Hasn't anyone told you? El Toro has been completely destroyed.

[the president scramble into an operating room's viewing deck after an alien revives itself and attacks the surgical crew]

Dr. Okun:
Release me...

Major Mitchell:
Open the door, get him out of there.

General Grey:
Wait!

[they notice the tentacle wrapped around Okun's neck; the alien comes into view, speaking telepathically through Okun]

Dr. Okun/Alien:
Release me! Now! NOW!

President Whitmore:
I know there is much we can learn from each other, if we can negotiate a truce. We can find a way to co-exist. Can there be a peace between us?

Dr. Okun/Alien:
Peace?.... No peace...

Whitmore:
What is it you want us to do?

Dr. Okun/Alien:
Die... Die...