P POTUS
[in the detention/deportation center]
Would you explain to this foot soldier why he's going to do what we tell him to do?
The Plutoxin Seven virus.
Brazen Genetically engineered. One-hundred percent pure death.
It starts with a slight headache, then turns into a fever that gets worse. After a short time, you crash. You bleed out like a stuck pig. Not a pretty sight.
I get it. You figure that you inject that shit into me, and under the threat of death, I'll do whatever you say... just like in New York.
One question: which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
You don't understand. It's already in you.
Brazen [Snake looks down at his hand, where Brazen scratched him earlier]
Catches on quick, doesn't he?
Brazen [The President orders the execution of Snake for him switching the Sword of Damocles command remote. Soldiers fire at him, with no effect. Malloy takes a gun and walks to Snake, swinging it at him. The gun passes right through.]
He's not even here, he's a hologram!
Catches on quick, doesn't she?
P President
[As Brazen alerts the President that military forces from Cuba and Mexico are less than two minutes away from attacking Florida]
What's it to be, Plissken? Us or them?
Shut down the Third World; they lose, you win. Shut down America; you lose, they win. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
P President
So what are you going to do?
Disappear. [Types "666" on the remote]
Brazen [looks at Sword of Damocles system display]
He's entered the world code...no target code. [to the President] Sir, that'll shut down the entire planet.
I told you, you'd better hope I didn't make it back.
You push that button, everything we've accomplished for the past 500 years will be finished. Our technology, our way of life, our entire history. We'll have to start all over again. [takes one step closer and pleads] For God's sakes, don't do it, Snake!
The name's Plissken. [pushes the button; the Sword of Damocles EMP satellites fire off, disabling all electrical systems - including Utopia's electric chair just before she is to be executed]
U Utopia
[as the light fades out]
He did it! He shut down the Earth!
[holographic image of Snake winks out; the real Snake tosses the holo-cam aside. He finds a cigarette and lights it, smiles, and blows out the match as he looks to the camera]
Welcome to the human race.
