Metro
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 117 min
- 187 Views
Backtrack is starting to make up ground
and closing on the outside.
They've run past the quarter
pole and Cosy Girl has gone
clear by three lengths.
- Now Backtrack coming out of the pack.
- Come on, Cosy. Come on, Cosy Girl!
Backtrack is gonna be
the danger to Cosy Girl.
They come for home.
Cosy Girl is clear by two.
- One-one-four to Roper.
- But Backtrack is putting in...
- Come on. Dig in there, Cosy Girl.
- a determined run on
the left-hand side.
- Dig in! Roper here.
- One-one-four, Roper. Code
two CP, Fourth and Grand.
- ...Cosy Girl.
But Backtrack is catching stride
for stride on the outside.
- Come on, Cosy Girl!
- lt's gonna be a run
for the wire together.
- E.T.A. in five. l'm in route.
- Cosy Girl is tenacious.
making up ground on her.
Cosy Girl and Backtrack. Gonna
- Come on, Cosy, baby!
- Cosy Girl at the rail.
- Where's the wire?
- Backtrack on the outside.
Here's the wire!
- Come on, Cosy. Come on.
Come on, Cosy Girl. Cosy Girl.
- lt's so close between those two.
- Cosy Girl! Cosy Girl!
- But Backtrack has won it!
- Cosy Girl, you lazy b*tch!
- Backtrack over Cosy Girl.
Backtrack wins.
- Cosy Girl was second.
- You lazy, hag-ass b*tch!
That cosy sh*t is why we lost
this race. Bein' f***in' cosy!
You need to get the fire
under your ass!
- Move in.
- All the way to the end.
- Set up on the door.
Clear. Take positions.
To the right.
- Got this one.
- Right window.
- They want us to go
around the back side.
- Ninety-seven at the inner perimeter.
No, no, communications are down.
Yeah, yeah, he's here now.
Got it.
- Hey, Scott.
- Hey, Eiko, where's the command post?
lt's down here. Hey, Bob,
l need two guys to go to CP.
- Now what's goin' on?
- Suspect came in shortly
after the bank opened.
A botched robbery.
Teller hit the silent alarm.
He's taken 17 hostages, shot one;
the guard. He's still alive.
- So far, he's asked for a--
- Car.
And a plane waiting at the airport,
and if he doesn't get that--
- He'll kill all the hostages
in five minutes.
- Right.
- What's the suspect's name?
- Earl.
Earl. Sh*t, you'd think on a day
like today, Earl would go
to the park or somethin', right?
Ladies and gentlemen.
What's up, man?
- Scott.
- Hey.
Rope, glad you could make it.
Captain Solis is on his way down.
-You guys got a profile on Earl?
-Yeah.
- This guy's no genius.
- Well, they ain't usually
graduate students.
- What, they ain't killed
nobody yet this week?
Okay, we got a guy who's probably
on drugs. He's got a record of 4-5-9s.
He's been busted
on possession.
Never been busted on a major felony.
What's this guy's demeanour?
Well, he's a little f***in' agitated.
l gotta go face to face.
- No, l don't think so.
- Sam, you got a building
full of hostages.
One of 'em is hurt. We don't know how
bad. This nut pulled out the telephone.
The SWAT said he's got a gun
to somebody's head. lf SWA goes in there, you're gonna
lose one person, possibly two.
You gotta let me go in there
and look around and make sure
everything's all right in there.
- l don't know.
- Sam, look at the guy's rap sheet.
There's no violence on there.
The guy's never offed anybody.
Hey, look. Are you gonna let me go in
there or are we gonna stand around and
talk and let this guy bleed to death?
Can l have a dozen
doughnuts please?
What makes a guy
do somethin' like that?
Gimme a roof and
a rifle any day.
CP, l see a WMA
in window three...
holding a handgun
to Asian female's head.
Suspect is wearing
a black vest and T-shirt.
l'm gonna kill somebody!
lf they don't gimme my god-damn
car, l'm gonna kill somebody!
- Who the f*** are you, man?
- Hey, how you doin', Earl?
- l'm Scott Roper, the negotiator.
- Get up! Get up! Get up
where l can see you!
Hands up! Get back! Get back!
Stop right there, motherf***er!
Hands up! Hands up!
Get back!
Get back. Step back.
Stop right there, man.
- Stop.
- Okay, Earl. All right? l'm stoppin'.
- All right, turn around.
- l don't carry a weapon, Earl.
l'm a negotiator.
- l have no gun. See?
- keep your hands up!
- l'm just pattin' down for you.
- Hands up!
- Pattin' down for you.
- All right?
- What's in the hand, man?
What's in the bag?
These are doughnuts, Earl. l know
you've all been in here a while...
so l brought some doughnuts in case
anybody wanted a snack or something.
Drop the f***in' bag!
Drop the bag!
Okay, no problem. l'm gonna
put the doughnuts down.
-lt's just doughnuts, okay, Earl? Relax.
-kick 'em over.
- Okay.
- Hands up! Goddamn it, let me see you!
kick it over, man.
kick it over!
Pick it up. Pick it up!
Pick it up!
Open the bag! Show me
what's in the bag! Open it!
- lt's doughnuts, man.
- That's what l said, man.
l told you they were doughnuts.
That's bullshit, man!
You poisoned that sh*t!
- You put like f***in'
powdered sh*t in it, man.
- Earl. No, no.
- You're f***in' with me!
Earl, look, l'm not playin'
with you. They're just doughnuts.
- Eat it! Eat one.
- Please, eat. Don't even
worry about the doughnuts.
- Eat the doughnut!
- Let 'em eat 'em. See?
- Where's my f***in' car, man?
- l'm gettin' you your car,
All right, Earl?
We have to do this thing right.
All right? Okay, Earl?
l want you to take that gun and point it
away from-- What's your name, Miss?
- Debbie.
- You point that gun away
from Debbie's head, okay?
Debbie's f***in' brains are gonna be all
over the floor in five minutes...
- if you don't get my f***in' car, man!
- No, please!
- No, Earl. Earl.
That's the worst thing you can do.
That's a really bad move if you do that.
Okay? Let's be clear
about something.
lf you kill anybody,
l can't help you.
- No, please, God! No!
- All right? l can't help you.
Rules of the game change then. SWAT will
take you out if you kill somebody.
- That's what they gear up for.
- No, please, don't!
They're ready to do you right now.
l want you to see something.
Come here. Just look--
Just look out the window here.
Look across the street.
There's a sniper
in the window.
He's lookin' at you right now
on a scope on his rifle.
The window next to it,
sniper in there too.
- Oh, sh*t.
- All around the building,
we got SWAT on the roof.
And they been given the word.
You kill anybody--
anybody, they'll
take you out.
And they don't give a sh*t. They'll take
you out and go right to lunch, okay?
F***! F***, man! Fu--
- What are my chances, man?
- Not bad.
You know, last month somebody
robbed a bank in Daly City.
They made it all the way
to the freeway. Cops gave him a car.
He got on the freeway and he lost 'em.
- Oh, God!
- Really?
- But they didn't kill anybody.
Hmm? How you doin', Harold?
- Hey, what are you doin' to that, man?
- Okay, uh, Earl?
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