Inside 'The Terminal' Page #3

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suffer the consequences.

"And food... in..."

... have caused food

and energy shortages.

"...in Krakozhia."

"The story of Broadway is the..."

"The cast of comedy hit Friends

which is set in New York."

Friends.

Friends.

Due to the heavy snowfall,

all flights have been cancelled...

"Wayne Newton is 61 today."

"It's a miracle."

"Korean conjoined twins

separated today in Maine."

"Chances of survival 50-50."

Next.

Let me ask you something,

Mr. Navorski.

Why do you wait here every day

when there's nothing I can do for you?

Your new visa will not arrive until

your country is recognized by the US.

You have two stamp.

One red, one green.

- So?

- I have chance to go New York, 50-50.

Yes. That's a beautiful way to look at

it, but America doesn't work that way.

As acting Field Commissioner,

I've created a new position here at JFK.

Transportation Liaison

for Passenger Assistance.

Sir, what will that person do?

Thank you.

I'll take it from here.

I'm Transportation Liaison

in charge of Passenger Assistance.

No carts, no quarters.

No quarters, no food.

It'll be days before he goes through

the doors in violation of section 2.14

Then he's somebody else's problem.

Why don't we tag him

in violation of section 2.14 now?

Then ship him to detention.

He has to break the law by leaving.

I won't lie, particularly to get rid

of somebody like him.

- Sorry, buddy.

- Honey!

Put it down. Put it down.

Put it down.

You try to take my mop.

You try to take my floor.

It's my job. Stay off my floor.

Stay away from my mop.

- Food.

- If you touch it again, I kill you.

Hey. I'm Enrique Cruz.

We need to talk.

- I want to make a deal with you.

- What deal?

I need information

on CBP Officer Torres.

You feed me information about her

and I'll feed you.

- What do you want know?

- You see her every day.

I want to know

what makes her knees weak.

What makes her blood boil

and her body tingle.

She's a wild stallion

and you'll help me break her.

I'm...

I'm her man of mystery.

- Officer Torres is wild stallion?

- Her name is Delores.

You help me to win her heart

and you'll never go hungry again.

- I do this.

- Really? Promise?

- Yes.

- OK. Thank you.

What mean, "wild stallion"?

Officer Torres.

My friend say you are stallion.

Mr. Navorski.

- A what?

- Stallion, like a horse.

Stand behind the yellow line.

- It's beautiful horse.

- Who said that?

- My friend drive the food.

- Mr. Navorski, behind the yellow line.

- I will help once it's your turn.

- I'll get light green.

- Light green form.

- I'll be back.

Mm.

She say one thing.

- Very important.

- What? What did she tell you?

Something wrong with the salmon?

Need gorchitsa.

What?

Mustard. Mustard?

- Mustard?

- Yes. Please.

Thank you.

Officer Torres, you like the films?

- Movies?

- Not so much.

- The Rockettes?

- Can't afford it.

- What do you like?

- Conventions.

Conventions. What is?

- Conventions.

- Conventions?

This is like secret place you go?

She go to these conventions

dressed as Yeoman Rand.

- Yeoman Rand.

- She's a Trekkie.

Favorite episode

is Doomsday Machine.

Now, listen, Viktor.

You can ask her something

that is very important.

- OK.

- Look...

- I wait.

- Enjoy your visit.

Next.

- Officer Torres.

- Mr. Navorski.

You have choose.

Man with money or man with love?

What is choose?

She had a boyfriend?

For how long? Two years?

What happened?

He chit.

- What?

- He chit.

Eat sh*t?

He chit. He chit. He chit.

- Repeat exactly what she said.

- He chit. She catch him. So...

- He cheats.

- Yes.

What we call krushkach.

We say krushkach.

One man, two womans.

So. Mm.

Crowded, you know.

OK. He cheats.

- You say "cheats".

- He chit.

- No, "cheat".

- Enrique.

You, no chit.

- No cheat.

- No chit.

No. I won't cheat.

She's a nice girl.

She won't take your chitting.

Next.

Officer Torres.

Have you been ever in the love?

Enough, Viktor. Who is it?

Who's telling you

to ask me these things?

It's a man of misery.

Misery?

- Mystery?

- No, no. Misery. Man of misery.

He's so sick. He's so in love.

But what did she say?

She did say, "Next! Next!"

And now she say,

"Please. Please come."

That's... Wait.

- I coming now.

- No, wait. Viktor.

Viktor, just tell me more.

I coming. I coming.

Please, please.

Beeper went off.

Started beeping. So, I grab. I come.

We have an idea.

Would you like something to eat?

No. No food. I stuffed.

OK. All right.

Thank you.

So, Mr. Navorski,

I have some very good news for you.

What?

I've figured out a way

to get you out of this airport.

How?

Well, we have laws here

that protect aliens

who have a credible fear

of returning to their own country.

If we can establish this fear with you,

then the CBP will be forced

to begin Expedited Removal Procedures,

to bring you to an immigration judge

and let you plead your case for asylum.

- Asylum?

- Mm-hm, asylum.

Unfortunately, the courts

are so backed up with asylum cases

that the soonest you'd get before

a judge would be six months from now.

Yes, and we would have no choice

but to let you go for those six months.

It's the law. You'd be released.

You would be free to wait

in New York until your court date.

But, believe it or not, most people

never show up before the judge.

- So I go New York City?

- Uh-huh.

You can go to New York City tonight.

But, you only get to go

if we can establish a credible fear.

- Fear?

- Mm-hm, fear.

- Fear.

- Fear.

From what?

That's the best part.

It doesn't matter what you're afraid of.

It's all the same to Uncle Sam.

So I'm going to ask you one question,

if you give me the correct answer, I can

get you out of this airport tonight.

So, I answer one question.

Go to New York City. Tonight.

- Tonight.

- Tonight.

- Tonight.

- Tonight.

- OK.

- OK.

All right.

Do you, at this time, have any fear

of returning to your own country?

No.

OK. Let me try it again.

- Your country's at war.

- Yes. War.

There are men in the streets

with guns. Political persecution.

- Yes. It's terrible.

- Yeah, it's horrible.

And God only knows

what could happen.

Innocent people

are torn from their beds.

On Tuesdays. I hate Tuesdays.

So you're afraid.

- From what?

- Krakozhia.

You're afraid of Krakozhia.

Krakozhia?

No, I am not afraid from Krakozhia.

I'm a little afraid of this room.

I'm talking about bombs.

I'm talking about human dignity.

Human rights.

Viktor, please don't be afraid

to tell me you're afraid of Krakozhia.

Is home.

I am not afraid from my home.

So? I go to New York City now?

- No.

- No?

OK.

- I'm afraid from ghosts.

- Thanks very much.

- I'm afraid from Dracula.

- Thanks a lot.

I'm afraid from Wolfmens,

afraid from sharks.

Thanks a lot.

Damn.

- Why you do this?

- Nobody read the sign in America.

This is the only fun I have.

A barbecue?

That's why I'm not going to see you?

Let me get this straight.

I change my schedule to meet you.

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