Assault On Precinct 13 Page #5

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leads right back to us.

We have no choice.

We go through this...

we are gonna

have to live with this

for the rest of our lives.

But you know something, Mike?

l could live with that...

more than l could live

with a cellmate.

Once we step outside...

those people are no longer

civilians or cops.

We got to put them all down.

Without pause, without regard.

[Sighing]

Obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The complex problems

force me to concentrate...

neutralizing

any feelings of fear

l have at a given moment.

l hide behind its structure.

[Scoffing]

You're gonna be

all right, Doc.

No. You don't know that.

You don't know that.

You're so calm.

Thank you so much. Thanks.

You don't have

to do this.

Yes, l do. l do.

lf l'm gonna die,

at least

l should die gracefully.

How are you

keeping it together?

l just think about living.

l want to live

as opposed to

l don't want to die.

That, and l keep telling

myself, everybody's

gonna make it this time.

We both know

what could happen

here, Sergeant.

Safety off.

Right.

All right. Wake up.

Wake up. Wake up.

BECK:
All right, already.

Come on. Get up.

Come on.

Look...

here's the deal.

Those men that came in here,

they're still outside.

And l have no idea

how many there are...

or what

they're prepared to do.

Don't sweat it, man.

There's nothing you can do.

You can't stop

Bishop's people.

Go ahead, Sergeant. Tell them.

They're not Bishop's people.

They are police officers.

What?

Po-po popping each other?

That's the fuckingest

sh*t l ever seen.

This sh*t

ain't Smiley's fight, man.

Let Smiley go, man.

Let me go.

Sh*t, l totally

figured it out.

Assassination politics, right?

By your government-sanctioned

thugs abusing their authority

again, man?

Who's gonna save us

from your corrupt brethren,

Sarge? You?

You?

l'm gonna do my best

to protect you.

All right? All of you.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

l feel real safe, man.

Oh, sh*t.

F***.

F***!

What the f*** is going on now?

Get down!

F***.

F***.

What happened

to the f***ing window?

Cover the front.

All right.

l'll be right back!

BECK:
The window,

Sergeant! The window!

SMILEY:
Look out!

Look out! Shoot him.

Shoot him again, man!

Shoot him again.

Shoot him!

He's not dead!

Man down. Denied entry.

You gotta get us out of here,

man. Smiley feels

very f***ing unsafe.

lt's scary.

l'm scared to death.

You can't leave us here

like f***ing live bait,

man. Come on.

Think about it.

We're hostages.

Please, don't leave us here.

l know.

They could come

for us. Come on, man.

Come on.

You can't do that.

Think about it.

SMILEY:
Can't leave us here,

man. Please. Come on, man.

BECK:
You can't leave us

here as f***ing animals

to f***ing die. Come on.

Smiley's scared shitless, man.

Please. We're nothing. We're

sitting ducks here. Please.

BECK:
Come on.

Don't leave us

like this, man.

All right, choose a weapon.

Anything you see.

Tell me again why

we should help your little,

skinny, white ass?

'Cause if you don't,

you'll die.

No resistance.

Advancing to the front door.

We're going in.

JAKE:
Spread out

across the precinct.

Stop anything

that approaches.

We might make it

through this night.

Christ Almighty.

What are you doing?

You can't trust

these people.

What the hell are you doing?

You're supposed

to be covering the front.

God damn it!

Come on.

[Whooping]

All right.

Just hold the front.

And don't move this time!

[Whimpering]

Million,

three hundred thirty...

thousand,

five hundred and eight.

[Door slamming open]

You f***er!

l can't believe you

make me your defendant,

you son of a b*tch!

Make me set bail.

[Alex screaming]

You all right?

l feel better. l'm better.

Sh*t, l got mine, baby.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Come on, you motherfuckers.

Come on. Run.

[Exhaling]

Come on.

Come on. Yeah.

There you go, secretary.

Jesus Christ.

All right.

They're pulling back!

You all right?

He saved me.

She's fine.

Yo, there is nobody out there

in the front. Them

motherfuckers running scared.

All right.

l drove them back, baby.

l drove them back.

We're gonna have a red-raw

revolution on our hands, man.

All right. Good job.

Good job. Good job.

Maybe they'll leave

for f***ing good now.

They're not going anywhere.

Put that goddamn weapon down.

Old man, you do not wanna

point that weapon at me.

That is not

a bright thing to do.

Put that goddamn weapon

down slowly, then back

away from it, all of you.

Jake, get their weapons.

Take their weapons.

Ain't this a b*tch.

We saved your asses.

Now you wanna turn on us?

Yeah, well, thank you

for that, sweet cheeks.

Now, put your weapon down.

The problem is outside,

not inside.

Put the gun down, Jasper.

No. You know what the problem

is? That we criminals

got rights, baby.

That's right. We got

rights to be protected...

against assault

under any circumstances.

That's right.

And if you can't provide that,

well, f*** you, we will.

You're a f***ing psycho.

Jesus Christ, Jake.

What? Are you gonna

trust these freaks?

The first chance they get to

blow our brains out, they'll

try to make a break for it.

They need us

as much as we need them.

We all gotta start

trusting each other,

right now...

if we're gonna make it

through this night.

Put the gun down, Jasper.

Put the goddamn gun down.

What?

Sh*t. l f***ing knew it.

All right.

All right.

Now, let's

all introduce ourselves

to each other.

lt's New Year's Eve.

Let's turn over

a new leaf.

All right. Well,

let's not all f***ing

speak at once.

The name's Smiley.

And l'm a Libra, and....

l'll handle these jokers...

you handle your people,

maybe we get out of here

tonight.

He armed his prisoners.

lt's a smart play.

Must be at least eight guns

in there now.

Just a couple hours till

the sun's up. lf we can't

breach, what do we do?

Get the AV-5 here.

Are you sure about that?

Yep. l'm not

taking any more chances.

lt's gonna take a while

in this weather.

Marcus?

What the f*** do we do

if it doesn't arrive in time?

We'll have to think

of some other way

of ending this.

You either flirting with me

or clocking my game

'cause you don't trust me.

l don't like your beady little

eyes all over my goodies,

so turn the f*** away.

You're manipulative,

weak knees, and that

sexy copper complexion.

You're definitely

an Aries, baby.

You're pretty good.

Smiley thanks you.

You and me

got something in common,

you know that?

'Cause you coming down

off some sh*t, ain't you?

Don't be ashamed, man.

Don't be ashamed.

What's your poison?

Seconal to bring me down.

Adderall to bring me back up.

You gotta get up

to get down.

Oh, yeah, baby.

Oh, yeah.

All right. That's enough.

l mean, come on.

Let's pay attention.

l want a cigarette so bad.

Stupid New Year's resolutions.

Hey, gangster,

you make any resolutions?

What do you think, secretary?

Oh, my God. l can't

stop thinking about sex.

l mean, l usually

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