Tactical Force

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Everybody down!

You move, you die!

I said down!

Don't even think about it, rent-a-cop.

- Get down! I said, get down!

- Nobody move! Get down!

Where's the money you picked up,

rent-a-cop?

Where? I know it's here!

Eagle 40419er.

This is Eagle 4.

Hostage situation at the Sir Save-A-Lot

on Lankershim and Cahuenga.

I'm on my way.

Eagle 4 out.

Enough talk! Give me

what I want or people die!

You better hope to God

you didn't call for backup,

'cause I will paint the walls

with these people's brains.

No more talk!

I know you're stalling.

You have no idea what

you're dealing with, pig.

Give me what I want, now!

Take the rest of the day off.

All right, let's have it.

Who the f*** are you

and what do you want?

- Your demands, what are they?

- Are you stalling me?

I already told the other guy.

Well, I just relieved the other guy,

so you'll be dealing with me now.

Let me spell it out for you.

According to my department policy,

I'm supposed to ask for your demands,

try and meet them

and make sure nobody gets hurt.

Well, follow your policy, then.

Yeah, but seeing as you're

a little slow on the uptake

I think we'll just storm the place,

beat the sh*t out of you punks,

and throw your asses in jail.

- What do you think about that?

- What?

I'm asking if you want to do this

the easy way or the hard way.

What?

You got one of those

hearing impediments, son?

You know what?

You had your chance, we're coming in.

Oh sh*t. Sh*t!

They're coming in.

Heads up!

They're coming in!

I'll blow this motherf***er's head off!

I swear to God!

- Drop it now!

- OK, OK, OK!

Hands where I can see 'em!

Look! Slowly.

My weapon, my weapon.

One more f***ing step

and he gets it!

Putting it down, putting it down.

Put it down!

- Down! Now!

- OK, OK, OK.

All right, nice and slow.

All right, two fingers.

- The pistol!

- All right.

Sh*t. Oh sh*t!

Oh! That?

Just a little noise. Are we good?

The f***ing rifle, cowboy!

Put it down!

This is not a rifle,

this is Daisy.

She's a BB gun.

What?

Vintage Red Rider, 1965,

got it for Christmas,

so she's kind of

a good luck charm.

- So I can't give her up.

- A BB gun?

Good job well done.

More of the public

protected and served.

And more bad guys

off our streets.

All right, what is this?

LAPD SWAT public service announcement?

Can be, boss. Can be.

So what are you gonna say

for your speech, Hunt?

What speech?

You know, the one where we're all

awarded the "officer of the year. "

Oh, that speech.

I'd sincerely like to

thank the people of LA

for trusting us with

automatic weapons,

and I'd also like to thank

the mayor for allowing us -

Allowing us

to drive at twice the speed limit

that time you had to take a piss.

Remember that?

That was major.

All right, folks,

knock it off, knock it off.

This is serious business.

Chief wants to see us

after our shift.

For real?

Today was our 30th

successful mission.

Chief probably recognized that

and wants to talk to us about it.

You're damn right.

Just remember, when the Chief

pats you on the back,

stand up straight,

look the man in the eyes,

tell him that you're

honored to serve.

What, did you think

you were in Baghdad?

Some kind of TV shoot-out?

I got dead thieves.

I got wounded hostages!

I got a store manager in the hospital

with a concussion

from a flying steak!

What the f*** is that?

I got an armored-car guard

with a broken pelvis.

And I got a national food chain

suing the department

for a quarter of a million

in property damage

caused by LAPD SWA in less than ten f***ing minutes!

What you got to say

for yourselves, God damn it?

Uh, we rescued

all the hostages.

How would you like a nice cup

of shut the f*** up, Sergeant Hunt?!

I'm told you...

discharged a Red Rider BB gun

into the forehead of one of the robbers.

Sergeant Hunt, since when did

the Los Angeles Police Department

start issuing Daisy BB guns

to its SWAT team?!

Chief, as team leader,

I accept full responsibility.

For what?

For charging a hostage

like a raped Cape buffalo?

For exploding his left testicle,

and swelling his a**hole shut

to the point where he needs

machinery to pass sh*t?!

Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me,

is this the funny squad now?

Am I amusing you motherfuckers?

Let me tell you cowboys

what's in store for you.

You are all immediately suspended

and placed on unpaid leave.

You will all, immediately,

as in tomorrow,

report for mandatory retraining,

where you will run hostage

recovery drills all day long

until you can figure out

how to recover hostages

without killing their captors,

and causing hundreds of thousands

of dollars in property damage!

F***!

I've also taken the liberty

of booking you clowns

a class with the feds,

to further your higher learning.

Dismissed!

And I'll be checking up

on all your asses!

...therefore causing

harm to the hostage,

as well as to the captor

and possibly

to innocent bystanders.

Now, in these situations

we always prefer to talk,

to negotiate, not to go in

with guns blazing...

Just like the academy, huh?

Isn't that correct, Captain Tate?

Yes, sir, that's correct.

Really?

Yes, sir. You got it.

Yeah, I think so, that's right.

June 1998, Atlanta, Georgia.

A lone gunman,

Clarence Lee Boyer...

Ever notice how these criminals

have three names all the time?

...breaks into a daycare centre,

takes 16 children hostage.

Now, the hostage negotiators

have Mr. Boyer on the phone,

they also have his sole demand,

$10,000, on hand.

Correct technique

to use in this case...

Present.

...would have been?

- Hunt.

The correct technique would be

to breach from the rear,

throw in a concussion grenade, and take

him out at close range with a shotgun.

Uh, this is a daycare full

of children, Sergeant Hunt.

You're an idiot.

The man said it's a daycare

full of children.

I say you go in with an M4

and shoot around the little bastards.

I think you're all, uh,

missing the sensitivity of the situation.

The hostage negotiator

has the money the man wants,

the gunman has agreed

to release the kids.

It's sensitive because

of the kids, guys.

You never go in with a flashbang grenade

in a room full of children.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- Exactly, so you would...

Use tear gas.

You breach the door,

you throw it in,

you wait till they're all gasping

and then you take out the shooter

'cause the kids are here

and the guy is there.

I think you're all

missing the point here.

Are you guys out of your minds?

See, this is exactly

why the Chief's pissed off.

Big guy's gonna talk.

All right.

Now the hostages are kids, right?

- Mm-hm.

- Right.

Now the negotiator

has the money on hand, right?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Now dude says he'll come out

if he gets his cash, right?

- He's gonna come out peacefully.

- Right.

So then the solution

to the problem would be?

Anybody?

The solution to the problem

would be to breach

from the rear,

throw in a flashbang,

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