A View to a Kill Page #5
- PG
- Year:
- 1985
- 131 min
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a friend of mine from Washington.
Maybe, just maybe,
he'll come up with a few answers.
I wish we could be more specific about
Zorin's intentions before I go to the top.
Flooding a fault
could cause a major earthquake.
But what would Zorin have to gain?
On the tape Zorin mentioned Silicon Valley.
Could that be affected?
No, not severely.
Silicon Valley's too far away.
But if we knew how many wells were
involved... we might get a clearer picture.
That information's available at City Hall.
- I still have my security pass.
- Then let's go to City Hall.
- Let me go and get it.
- I'll tell Washington we need more help.
Don't waste any time. There's only 24 hours.
(car radio comes on with engine)
(faint music from car)
- Good evening, Jeff.
- Evening, ma'am.
- Won't be long.
- OK.
- Main Strike.
- Hey, I know that place.
That's an abandoned silver mine
by the San Andreas fault.
(gasps)
Alive and well, I see.
And still bungling in the dark.
Well, then,
why don't you enlighten me, Zorin?
You're out of your depth.
And you, Sutton. You should have
accepted my more than generous offer.
- You can take your offer and shove it.
- Don't bother, Stacey.
He's a psychopath.
You two have joined forces?
- That simplifies things.
- He's probably armed.
Stacey, I...
Mr Zorin.
Call the police, Mr Howe.
- What's going on?
- Tell them... there's been a break-in.
Ask them to get here as soon as possible.
You're being used, Mr Howe.
Do it.
- Police.
- Hello.
We've had a break-in here.
- City Hall, office 306. Come at once.
- Right away.
- What have they done?
- You discharged her.
So she and her accomplice
came here to kill you.
Then they set fire to the office
to conceal the crime,
but they were trapped in the elevator.
And perished in the flames.
But that means I would have to be...
Dead.
That's rather neat. Don't you think?
Brilliant.
I'm almost speechless with admiration.
Intuitive improvisation
is the secret of genius.
Herr Doktor Mortner
will be proud of his creation.
Please.
Get back.
(Stacey cries out)
- Out.
- Let's go.
Get back!
(fire alarm sounds)
(cables creak)
(creaking)
Hold tight.
Come on, Stacey.
Give me your hand. Stretch!
Stretch!
Don't go away.
James, don't leave me!
James! (coughs)
Help me!
James! (coughs)
Help me! Help me!
James!
I'll be right with you.
Help! Help!
- (woman) It is the City Hall.
- (man) I'll call the fire department.
(sirens and horns)
Try and come this side of the girder.
- Catch this.
- I can't reach it!
Come on. Catch!
- Now... push!
- (screams)
(horn)
- (Stacey pants)
- Go on.
Good girl. You're nearly there.
Go on, stretch!
(Stacey coughs)
(screams)
(sirens)
Get this TV crew outta here, will ya?
Come on. Get outta my way.
(coughs)
(woman) All we know is that there are
people trapped inside of City Hall.
(officer) Come on. Back off, will ya?
Let us through, goddammit.
Give her some air.
Comin' through. Out of the way, please.
Stacey. Stacey, you're safe.
Let me through.
Let me through, goddammit.
I wanna talk to you.
Captain. If you can get to
Howe's office you'll find him dead.
We found him - and this gun. This yours?
- Yes, thanks.
- Turn around.
If you check with Chuck Lee of the CIA,
he'll inform you who I am.
- We found his body in Chinatown.
- What?
- You're under arrest.
- Wait.
This is James Stock
of the London Financial Times.
Actually I'm with the British Secret Service.
The name is Bond. James Bond.
- Is he?
- Are you?
Yes.
And I'm Dick Tracy
and you're still under arrest.
Get in here.
Hey, where's that guy goin'?
That ladder's unlocked.
Is that true what you said
about the British secret service?
Yes, I'm afraid it is.
My real name is Bond. James Bond.
You must take my word for it.
(siren comes on)
Put your hand on this.
The wheel! Take over. Put your foot on here.
James, where are you going?
(police chief) To all units. Intercept
murder suspect in stolen fire truck.
He may be armed and he's sure dangerous.
- Pull away you idiots.
- I can't. The fenders are locked!
- I told you, they're locked!
- Oh, my God, watch out!
Ohhh!
(horn)
- Jeez!
- Turn!
Not this way. That way!
Sh*t!
Ohhhh!
- Swing me back!
- Oh, jeez!
Drive on!
- I think I can get him.
- Go for it!
(yells)
That should keep them on the wrong track.
(phone rings)
Hello.
Raise the bridge? Right now?
Yes, sir!
I got him. Oh, jeez, I got him!
(horn)
Keep going, keep going!
(alarm sounds)
(officer) Oh, my God!
Hey, watch out! Get out of the way!
Jesus!
Oh, mother! I... I...
Holy sh*t!
Move it!
Harris...
Forget about that sergeant promotion.
You'll have to pay for this vehicle.
100 bucks a month out of your paycheck.
(metal buckling)
Oh, no!
Wake up. We're there.
There's a lot of activity
for an abandoned mine.
That truckload of explosives
should last them for months.
Here comes next year's supply.
Get down.
(siren on)
- Where's the fire?
- On your rear end.
Give me a hand.
Hey!
Gerry...
- It's the rules. Hard hat area.
- Thanks.
Follow the signs.
Move it. You're late!
You two, come here.
Give us a hand unloading this.
OK, leave it there.
Get a coffee over at the hut.
Come back in 20 minutes.
It's women's lib.
They're taking over the Teamsters.
OK, get this stuff movin'!
We're an hour late.
I should take a closer look at that mine.
(Stacey) Ahem!
What's stopping you?
That's a good idea of yours.
Pity you couldn't find one that fits.
Why walk when you can ride?
Keep it coming, keep it coming.
OK, let's go.
Will you keep still!
Do you know what I'm sitting on?
I'm trying not to think about it.
(Tannoy) Stand clear. Stand clear.
All personnel not on essential duties,
leave underground area immediately.
Standby crew, we need you up here.
Ready to unload.
OK, stand clear.
Let's go, standby crew.
Break off. Stand clear.
Standby forward. Bring the gag
up here and clear these barriers away.
(Conley) Come on, let's go.
We haven't got all day.
Clear the safety barrier.
(Conley) Come on, move!
Hey, on the crane!
Swing the cradle over here.
Take it off. Take it off.
(ticking)
Bring it over. Bring it over. Easy.
Good, good.
(Conley continues instructions)
- You found anything?
- Yes. I think I have.
Good.
Good. Hold 'em.
OK, get those wedges in there tight!
(foreman) Come on,
lay the head down here. OK?
The San Andreas Lake is right above us.
Lots of seepage. Could flood any minute.
Finish shoring up the roof.
I'll send the lug back.
OK.
Bring up some timber, on the double!
(Stacey) He'll kill millions.
These green lights - they're Zorin's oil wells.
The ones he's been using to pump
sea water into the Hayward fault.
under these lakes?
These lead straight into this section
of the San Andreas fault.
Zorin just has to blast through the
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