The Park Is Mine Page #5

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What's your name?

I'm really not too hungry.

Weaver. What's yours?

What's your first name,

Weaver?

Valery, but nobody calls me that.

Sh*t. This is my last cigarette.

You know...

The, uh...

Cops say that...

Only a terrorist could be

doing what you're doing.

You know I'd like haul

my ass right over that wall?

Why don't you?

Too late.

They know who I am.

And I would like to strongly reaffirm

that we are dealing,

almost certainly,

with a group of trained terrorists.

Now there is a danger--

there is a danger

in lending this situation

a carnival air.

These people have wantedly

endangered lives,

destroyed public property,

and flagrantly broken the law.

- What are you doing about it?

- Yes?

Commissioner, any break

on the identity of this man?

That's "men," not "man."

We are presently utilizing

all means to identify

the perpetrators.

Yes, sir?

If this is a group

and not a single man,

why haven't they

made demands?

That is something that I--

w-we have received

what could be interpreted

as a demand or threat.

What threat?!

I'm sorry--I'm sorry.

I can't be more specific at

this time for security reasons.

Is money involved?

Any hostages?

We will have more for you as

conditions permit. Thank you.

- What conditions?

- Thank you all for coming.

Dix! What hell is wrong

with you?

You cannot fabricate

that kind of thing.

I just felt we needed something

to bring the people back our way.

And he did say the next time

he would shoot to kill.

Mister...

You have got a lot to learn.

No more surprises.

You understand that?

This whole thing is twisted enough

without you helping it along.

Come on! Come on!

Who's gonna root

for the underdog?

I got the cops, 8-to-3 odds.

8-to-3 he doesn't

make it 72 hours. Come on--

we're out here in the streets

of Manhattan on this,

the second full day

of what has, uh,

come to be known as the

"siege of Central Park."

Speculation continues,

fueled by a statement

made by deputy mayor David Dix

concerning just who

is in Central Park.

What do the citizens

of New York believe?

Sir?

Uh...Elton Costanza, right?

I'm from queens. And, uh...

Hey, I'm all for the guy.

I see. And you believe

he's a, uh...

Single person, then, huh?

Oh, most definitely!

Yeah, absolutely.

See, what this guy's doing',

you see--

he's sorta speaking' out

for all of us, right?

Right? Yeah!

Only in America, right?

- Yo.

- Thank you very much, Elton.

Uh, Ma'am?

Uh...Oh...Uh...

I believe what he's

doing is wrong.

I don't care how honorable

his intentions,

he's terrorizing this whole area,

and I, for one, don't

expect the authorities

to let him have his way.

Let him have his way.

He--what is he doing

is against the law,

and he should

not be encouraged.

Thank you. Thank you

very much, Ma'am.

We have another, uh,

person right here.

Uh, Miss--Miss,

thank you very much.

My name is lorna sheen.

Ms. sheen.

And I can't tell you

how it warms my heart

to see a man with some gumption

for a change.

I'm so sick of those

moon-eyed,

pencil-necked wimps

running' around on the T.V.,

doing' talk shows

and everything.

- I just can't stand it.

- Thank you very much, Miss--

and what's more,

I wish those cops

would leave

the poor boy alone.

We don't care if they took

over the park for a few days.

Why should they?

We pay for them, don't we?

Thank you very much,

Ms. sheen.

Thank you very much.

Uh, thank--

T-shirts, any size,

just $6.

Uh...Now back to,

uh, the studio.

That's better.

Okay, good.

Go ahead.

Well...

One day, I'm in the jungle watching

all my buddies get blown away.

The next day I'm driving in to the

7-11 to buy myself a slurpee.

Just like that.

It's hard to readjust.

My friend Mike used to say,

"Nothings relevant anymore."

I mean, back over here,

it's all about,

"I hope the bills get paid. I hope

my old lady ain't mad at me."

Sh*t like that.

It's not even real.

- But this is real.

- Oh, yeah.

This is real.

Um...

You were in the Marines?

No.

U.S. army.

What'd you do in the army?

Sneak in to places, and blow

sh*t up, and kill people.

You know...

People heard what you

said on the radio.

They--they know why

you're here.

I don't.

Dr. Mueller.

Uh, perhaps, commissioner,

I should go last, ja?

Fine. General Bryant.

In light of recent incidents,

gentlemen,

perhaps you'll reconsider

the governor's offer.

Technology, gentlemen.

Technology.

There's a variety of infrared

seismic intruder devices

that can detect movement.

The a.M.P.P.S. Ground radar

can indicate a target

to an accuracy of 25 yards.

We have all kinds of infrared

people-sniffers at our command.

The department has

all that equipment.

With all due respect, general,

that kind

of technical operation

takes time, and they're impractical

on this type of terrain.

We'd have to reroute subways,

clear the streets for a

half-mile in either direction.

We can't take that

kind of time.

Point is well taken,

commissioner.

But I have an alternative.

Tiger sweep.

Tiger sweep?

Units of the 42nd rainbow division

surround the parks.

Teams of mine-detection

personnel

precede the column

at various points.

Now as the ring tightens in

and contact is made,

the enemy either surrenders

or is eliminated.

It's a one-way operation.

What about wire and booby-traps?

Won't that slow you down?

Suppose he gets down

into the sewer system

and behind your column, general.

You could be chasing him

for weeks.

Not a thrilling prospect.

The guard will supply

air surveillance.

Tanks, sir?

Remember Detroit in '67?

Right. Along the transverse

roads and routes.

If it gets really hairy, we can

go in there with the M-2s,

or the 57-millimeter recoils.

- Think about it.

- Good, good, good, good.

- What's the kill radius?

- How much is this gonna cost?

"Tiger sweep."

Hell, it'll cost $10 million.

The mayor won't stand for it.

It'll be humiliating if we have

to bring in the national guard

to take out one man.

- You've already been humiliated.

May I, commissioner?

Central Park's 900 acres

of heavily wooded,

essentially flat terrain.

It's cut into six

roughly rectangular sections

by transverse roads, ja?

We must reduce the area the

guerilla can occupy for cover

in order to--

Force him to reveal

his position.

The timetable I would describe

would be repeated in each section.

A c-123 provider

drops fast-acting defoliants

on heavily wooded areas only.

Defoliant? You can't

burn away half the park.

We can rebuild it.

Safer, better.

- I like it.

- It's solid.

It happens to be insane.

He's already been in there

48 hours.

I say, uh,

we give him the rest.

Absolutely not!

No man is gonna hold this city

up to ridicule!

No man!

We will remove him

before the deadline.

What's wrong?

Are you cold?

Frank, this isn't a game.

There aren't any rules.

No code of the west.

- Look--

-It's done.

Just accept it.

Yeah?

How are you doing?

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