Escape from New York 1981 quotes

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Most scenes together: Bob Hauk & Snake Plissken (10)

Escape from New York quotes

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I'm not a fool, Plissken. [He puts his glasses on, leans forward; 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. [puts down the papers he has read; to Plissken, directly] I'm ready to kick your ass out of the world, war hero...

[calmly strikes a match against Hauk's desk to light his cigarette and in a bored tone of voice]

Who're you?

Hauk, [takes his glasses off and sets them down on his desk] Police Commissioner.

[thinking]

Bob Hauk...

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

[annoyed]

Why are we talking?

I have a deal for you. [he opens a drawer on his desk and takes out a certificate] You'll receive full pardon for every criminal action you've committed in the United States. [lays the certificate on the desk; stiffly] There was an accident. About an hour ago, a small jet went down inside New York City. The President was on board.

[bored]

The President of what?

That's not funny, Plissken. You go in, find the President, bring him out in 24 hours, and you're a free man.

24 hours, huh?

I'm making you an offer.

Bullshit!

Straight, just like I said.

I'll think about it.

No time. Give me an answer.

[looks around the room]

Get a new president!

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

[directly to Hauk; seriously]

I don't give a **** about your war... or your president.

Is that your answer?

I'm thinking about it.

Think hard.

[pause, while he smokes]

Why me?

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

[pause]

I guess I go in one way or the other... doesn't mean shit to me. All right... I'll do it. Give me the pardon paper.

When you come out.

Before.

I told you I wasn't a fool, Plissken.

Call me Snake.

[Snake walks off after hearing President Harker's lip service to the people who died rescuing him]

You're gonna kill me now, Snake?

I'm too tired. [pause] Maybe later.

I've got another deal for you. I want you to think it over while you're resting. I want to give you a job. We'd make one hell of a team, Snake!

[coldly glares at Hauk]

The name's Plissken! [leaves in disgust]

[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...

[calmly strikes a match against Hauk's desk to light his cigarette and in a bored tone of voice]

Who're you?

Hauk, Police Commissioner.

Bob Hauk...

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

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.

What's on it?

You know anything about nuclear fusion?

The survival of the human race, Plissken. Something you don't give a shit 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]

That's it, Plissken.

Cronenberg

Tell him.

Tell me what?

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

What did you do to me, asshole!?

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...

[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]

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

What if I'm a little late?

No more Hartford Summit. And no more Snake Plissken.

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

The Gullfire's waiting.

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

The president of what?

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

24 hours, huh?

I'm making you an offer.

Bullshit!

Straight just like I said.

I'll think about it.

No time. Give me an answer.

Get a new president!

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

I don't give a **** about your war... or your president.

Is that your answer?

I'm thinking about it.

Think hard.

[pause]

Why me?

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

[pause]

I guess I go in one way or the other... doesn't mean shit to me. All right... I'll do it. Give me the pardon paper.

When you come out.

Before.

I told you I wasn't a fool, Plissken.

Call me Snake.

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.

I'm ready to talk.

Romero

Nineteen. Eighteen.

What do you want?

Romero

Seventeen. Sixteen.

[to his soldiers]

Let's go. Let's go!

[radioing a pullout request]

All right, get your machine ready, I'm coming out.

18 hours left, Plissken!

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

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?

[pause]

A little human compassion.

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.

Who's the Duke?

Cabbie

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

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!

[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.

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.

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.