Escape From New York Page #3

Only got so long before Mr. President

doesn't mean a whole lot.

You're lying.

Maybe he's not.

I know him.

Look at his face, he's lying!

Right, Harold. I'm lying.

So I might as well have some fun

and keep looking by myself.

- Brain.

- Talk to him, baby.

- Brain, he'll kill us both!

- Brain, you gotta tell him!

All right, all right!

You always were smart, Harold.

Just one thing right now.

Don't call me Harold.

So you work for this Duke?

Yeah. I make gas for him,

figure out things for him.

Like what?

Like how to get across

the 69th Street bridge.

It's mined, but I know

where they're planted.

We got a diagram from a guy

that got all the way across...

...before they shot the poor bastard.

We got a crew there now

clearing the first barricade.

Oh, what a sight, Snake!

The whole camp rolling right across the

bridge and the president right out in front.

Oh, that would have been so fine.

Yeah, it would've been.

Yeah, well, we're going with Snake now.

That's the Duke.

I know the sound of his engines.

Don't cross the Duke.

Everybody knows that.

Cabbie, you slime!

No, Brain. Get out of here.

- He's looking for you, Brain.

- What does he want?

He wants my diagram of the bridge.

When he finds out I'm with you...

...he'll want my life.

I knew I shouldn't have...

We gotta get to the president now

while he's busy.

He's on the other side of town.

We got no wheels. The deal is off.

Just calm down.

I think they saw us. Turn left.

Turn left here.

- This is Broadway.

- I know. The Duke'll take 7th Avenue.

- Broadway's got five minutes...

- No!

Yes. Keep driving.

What's wrong with Broadway?

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on, Brain.

Maggie!

Hold on.

He's in the third car from the end

by the last campfire.

It's all right. He's gotta go in the front way.

It'll take him five minutes.

If you're not back in four minutes,

you're on your own.

When we get there, Harold,

you just keep talking.

Hi, guys.

Hi. How's it going?

Cooled off a little, huh?

What do you want, Brain?

The Duke told us to wait inside.

He's on his way here now.

He didn't say nothing to us about it.

You can't expect him to tell everybody

in the joint. That's why he's the Duke.

Why don't we wait outside here for him?

Well, why don't we wait inside for him?

Because I got orders, that's why.

What are your specific orders,

by the way?

The specific orders, Brain,

was for me...

...not to let no one go inside.

How's the president holding up?

Any political discussions

you've had with him?

That Brain is a real pain in the ass.

He's always sniffing around like a dog.

He comes up with the gas.

What are you looking at?

Are you from the outside?

- Stop shaking.

- I can't.

- Who are you?

- Hauk sent me in.

- We've gotta move fast.

- Move fast?

- You're goddamn right I'll move fast.

- Keep quiet.

They got him.

Watch it.

Friend of yours, Brain?

He had a gun on me, Duke.

There was nothing I could do.

Maggie.

Who are you?

I said, who are you?

Snake Plissken, Duke.

The Man sent him in here.

Something's going down.

We need him.

Snake Plissken.

I've heard of you.

I heard you were dead.

This is Surveillance 4 to Security Control.

Nothing on the infrared body scan.

Nothing in the searchlights.

There aren't any fires on the streets.

Nobody moving down there.

Surveillance 5 to Security Control.

Negative on infrared body scan.

No movement in the searchlights.

Something strange going on down there.

- We've got to go in now.

- We hold.

- You're countermanding my orders.

- It's my prison. I give the orders.

I override all that.

Just try.

Surveillance 10.

Still negative on the scans.

This is Surveillance 4 to Security Control.

Nothing on the infrared body scan.

Make another sweep.

Surveillance 10, still negative on scans.

Surveillance 5, negative.

The whole prison looks deserted.

There's nothing moving anywhere.

Still circling.

This is Surveillance 4 to Security Control.

Nothing on the infrared body scan.

Still negative...

Don't move, Snake.

I want that diagram, Brain.

It's at my place, Duke.

Duke, that Plissken said

something about a time limit.

- What time limit?

- On him.

That's a lot of crap.

What did I teach you?

You are Duke of New York.

You are A-number-one.

I can't hear you.

You are the Duke of New York!

You are A-number-one!

Get me the diagram.

Duke, don't kill Plissken. We need him.

Get moving, Brain.

People down below in the park.

Can you see them?

Surveillance 10 to Security Control,

are you getting that readout...

...that pulse there on the infrared?

We have a visual sighting on it.

It's a crowd of prisoners in Central Park.

They're waving at us.

Signaling us from the food-drop area.

They're waving us down.

I still can't figure out whether

that son of a b*tch Plissken...

...was telling the truth or not.

God, I hate that guy.

He got in somehow.

Yeah. Yeah, but how?

You gotta land a glider and take off. You

can't do it in Central Park, too many trees.

Port Authority is too low to the ground,

unless it was some...

Someplace high up.

The World Trade Center, that's it.

Here we go, the World Trade Center...

...and it's gonna be a hell of a lot easier for

me to take off than it was for him to land.

"Amnesty for all prisoners

in New York City...

...in exchange for president.

No bullshit or he's dead."

- Where's the tape?

- Not here.

They're Plissken's.

So much for your man, Hauk.

Warm up the choppers.

We're moving in.

Plissken?

Come on, get up.

They sent in their best man...

...and when we roll down

the 69th Street bridge tomorrow...

...on our way to freedom...

...we're gonna have their best man

leading the way...

...from the neck up.

On the hood of my car!

Let's do it!

Romero. Where did you get the hat?

- Got it from Cabbie.

- Oh, yeah?

- Traded him.

- For what?

- What are you so nervous about?

- I gotta see the president.

- Who says?

- The Duke.

No, he doesn't.

- Well, I'll have to tell him you said that.

- Wait a minute.

- Why?

- He has something hidden in his clothing...

...and the Duke wants it.

- What?

- I'll show you.

- You'll tell me.

Cyanide capsules.

The Duke don't want a dead president.

Gentlemen.

Mr. President.

Cyanide?

Yeah. He might try

to take it tomorrow.

That's a bunch of bullshit.

You're not supposed to be

in here, Brain.

Snake, Snake, Snake, Snake!

Tracer activated at...

...one hour,

Hauk!

Snake, Snake, Snake, Snake!

Listen! Listen!

Listen!

The president's gone!

Brain took him!

Hauk! Plissken's tracer!

Get on the radio. Keep them down.

Nobody move.

He's approaching the World Trade Center.

I knew that son of a b*tch was alive.

He's inside.

- It's gone.

- The signal only lasts for 15 minutes.

Download the choppers.

We're in standby situation.

Anybody could have pushed that button.

Only Plissken knew there was

a safety catch.

We'll give him a little more time,

just to make sure.

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