BJ Bill Jarvis
The first man there is Mathias Targo. Was Hungarian army, explosives expert. Now we believe he's working for the Iranians. Freelance terrorism by contract.
FA FBI Agent Andy Cross
Targo's other half. Rumor is the Israelis slipped a bomb in between their sheets. He wasn't at home, but they think they got her.
BJ Bill Jarvis
The second man was an obscure colonel in the East German Army. Ran an infiltration unit, kind of like the Nazis did at Battle of the Bulge. English speaking troops.
Yeah, yeah. I saw the movie.
BJ Bill Jarvis
All we know of him is the GDR medical records show he suffers from migraines. His name is Peter Krieg.
Well, that is an exceptional report, fellas. Now, do you want to tell me what the hell this has to do with me?
FC FBI Chief
Does the name Gruber mean anything to you, Lieutenant? (John remembers Hans Gruber falling from the Nakatomi building to his death)
Ricky Walsh L.A.. That thing in the building in L.A.
FC FBI Chief
Peter Krieg was born Simon Peter Gruber. He's Hans Gruber's brother.
Ricky Walsh [While transporting McClane to Harlem]
Next, fourteen dump trucks stolen from a yard in Staten Island. Fourteen! Jesus! Somebody starting a construction company?
JL Joe Lambert
No, it was John's landlady, gonna clean his apartment.
Ricky Walsh [A bystander is asking Walsh why all of the police are leaving]
Come on, Pamela, look at your watch! It's coming up on shift change! The bean counters are worried about overtime, so we're sending everybody back to the precinct to punch out! The next shift's gonna be here in a minute.
P Pamela
You are so full of shit, Walsh!
Ricky Walsh [Bows to her]
Thank you. [He hears a low rumble and walks over to the corner, trying to find out what the noise is] What the hell?
Ricky Walsh [A parade of fourteen dump trucks come trundling around the corner. They pass Walsh, ignoring him waving his hands frantically]
Hey, whoa! Whoa-whoa! [Simon approaches him]
Detective! [flashes his identification] Bob Thompson. City Engineer's office. We'd like to get an idea of the damage. [Mathias Targo jumps onto the next passing truck]
Ricky Walsh Man, you guys really got here fast!
[with faux-American accent]
Well … it's Wall Street, sir. A lot of money here. Lot of opinion makers--the mayor doesn't want to piss off, you know. Is this it?
[They reach the plaza above the station. Simon pretends shock]
Holy Toledo! Somebody had fun! [turns to Walsh] I'd appreciate it if you'd show my associates the way down. [smiles and exchanges eye contact with Walsh. After a pause, Walsh gives in]
Ricky Walsh Yeah! Yeah, sure. [turns to two cops by the police barricades] Jimmy! You got the flashlight? Murphy, come on, you too! [Two cops are waved over to lead two of Simon's thugs and Otto down the stairs into the wreckage]
Ricky Walsh [Walsh leads three of Simon's henchmen into the subway station]
Yeah, yeah we snapped a couple of the steam pipes, it's like a sauna. We got the subway guys to shut down the third rail. [We see two of Simon's men using syringe guns on the two cops sent to escort them]
F Foreman
Emergency lighting?
Ricky Walsh And there's still some … [He hears Otto drawing a pistol] HEY! [Otto shoots him twice]
F Foreman
No shooting!! [Otto replies in German] Speak English! [The two other henchmen, who have donned the cops' uniforms, step past Otto]
FC First "Cop"
Otto doesn't speak English! Do ya, Otto?
F "Foreman"
Where the hell did we get this guy?
SC Second "Cop"
He's one of Targo's thugs!
