The Walk Page #6

They're always cooking calamari.

It stinks my place up to high hell.

It'll do that.

Can you believe this S.O.B. Nixon?

If it was up to me, that son of a

b*tch would be in jail rest of his life.

You sound just like my old man.

He said this country went to hell

in a handbasket the day Kennedy got shot.

That's for goddamn sure.

- What'd you say your name was?

- J.P. I was named after J.P. Morgan.

So I sit there helpless,

watching these workers.

And in my agitated mind,

it looks like these workers

are moving like snails.

Good night, boys.

Big day. Have a good one.

You wallflowers still here?

Look, Mr. Cielani, I'm

gonna level with you.

If we don't make this delivery,

we're gonna get fired,

and Phil here, oh, he's

a dead duck for sure.

- What do you got? Where're you going?

- 82nd floor.

Hey, Jimmy!

Take these frogs up to the 82nd floor.

- You're kidding me, right?

- Come on. It's your last ride, okay?

- Okay.

- Thank you, sir. Appreciate it...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on. Quitting time!

- Which floor?

- Uh, we're going to the...

Uh, the 110th floor.

110? There's nothing up there.

That's just the mechanical floor.

Yes, but it is perfect for us.

We need to be close to the roof.

The roof? Why the roof?

Because we have

all the pieces for the antenna.

- The antenna.

- And the antenna mast.

- The antenna mast.

- And the electrified security fence.

We have all the components

for the insulators.

Insulators. We have to measure...

Yes, until we measure,

we cannot install any of the wiring.

The aerial system. We're

four months behind.

It's a big problem.

Whatever. Just watch your fingers.

Okay, J.P.

When we get to the 110th floor,

we'll throw the equipment out.

You get this guy down.

We've had a lucky break.

This elevator is taking

us to the 110th floor.

But this means that J.P. has to get

this elevator operator back down.

If he stays with us, the coup is finished.

110th.

Jimmy. Really appreciate this, man.

Hey, let me buy you a beer.

These guys, they gotta offload.

They got tons of inventory to do.

It's gonna take them forever.

They'll find their way home, hmm?

- Whatever. Watch your fingers.

- All right.

Kommedas. What is that, Greek?

I got a Greek guy living two floors

below me, always eating lamb.

Nothing but lamb.

Oh, man.

This is becoming a real bummer, man.

We unload here.

Okay.

- Okay.

- Oh, man.

We take the cable first. If anyone stops us,

we tell them it's the antenna guylines.

- This sh*t is really heavy, man.

- Quiet.

I mean, like, really heavy.

Like heavy heavy, not bullshit heavy.

Oh, man. This scene is giving me

really bad vibes, man.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t, it's the pigs!

- Oh, man, the pigs are here, man!

- Hide, hide, hide.

- Oh, man. Oh, man. The jig is up, man.

- Shh!

Oh, man. Oh, man.

This is freaking me out, man.

It's just down there.

- It's okay.

- I can't do this, man.

I am wigging out, man.

Okay, just listen. We don't need you.

You go. Okay?

- I'll go.

- Go.

No, that stairwell.

No, that stairway to the 82nd floor.

To the 82nd floor, there's an elevator.

Listen, man. Look, I really want to

help you guys do something radical.

Okay, man? But, you know...

Oh, man!

Oh, man. Oh, I'm shagging ass, man.

Our only hope is maybe

this guard will move to another floor

or maybe once it gets dark

we'll sneak past him.

But I must admit, by this time,

I was very worried

the coup was over already.

Hey, Annie!

- Hey, I've been looking all over for you.

- Is everything okay?

We hit a little snag,

but I think everything's all right.

Okay.

Jesus Christ.

I can't believe they don't gate this shaft.

Somebody's gonna get killed.

So there we sit, balancing

on this steel I-beam for an eternity.

And the worst part, the most painful part

was our heavy construction shoes

killing our feet.

I see the walkie-talkie,

but I don't see the guard.

So what does this mean? Is the guard gone?

Is he still there,

just standing outside of my view?

He wouldn't leave his

walkie-talkie unattended, would he?

I turn to Jeff

and I see the terror on Jeff's face.

And his terror begins to seep into my mind.

And I start to conjure

these hideous thoughts myself.

Time passes. I keep looking and looking

and this walkie-talkie just sits there

and I'm wondering,

"What is going on with this security guard

and his walkie-talkie?

"Is he just playing with me?

"Is he waiting for me to come out

so he can laugh at me?

"Is he asleep?"

Then about an hour after nightfall...

He's gone.

Is the guard gone?

I don't see him.

Three hours behind schedule.

What's wrong with him?

I don't know.

Could be on drugs.

Or he's dead.

Ah, look! He made it.

He's ready to shoot!

Watch the guard.

Jean-Louis and I had worked out

some hand signals.

So now he was telling me he's ready

to shoot the arrow.

He's supposed to signal,

and then five seconds later, he shoots.

But after five seconds, nothing happens.

I listen for the sound of the arrow

hitting, but I hear nothing.

I look around. I see nothing.

I think maybe the arrow has flown too far.

So I wave my arms around hoping

I'll feel this invisible fishing line,

but I feel nothing.

Philippe! What the hell are you doing?

Looking for the fishing line!

So I take off my clothes, thinking

that with more surface of bare skin

I'll have a greater chance of feeling

this fishing line.

Can I help?

No!

Watch the guard!

No, no, no.

Philippe!

The guard is gone!

So, I throw my clothes back on

and we run our gear up to the roof

as fast as we can.

Listen, I think we should get some rest

and come back before sunrise.

Oh, you go. I'm staying.

- All night?

- Yeah.

Annie, there's nothing

you can do from down here.

Either Philippe is gonna pull this off

or he's not.

Besides, you look really suspicious

standing out here with some binoculars

hanging around your neck.

Well, I'll keep moving.

- It's New York City. It's dangerous.

- I'll be fine.

Wonder if Philippe knows

you're still out here.

I'll bring you a donut in the morning.

Thank you.

Okay, good. He marked it.

Jean-Louis's mark!

Hello, hello, Jean-Louis.

How do you hear me?

Loud and clear.

Okay, good. We have communication.

I'm going to measure the rope

to find out where to put the cavalettis.

Here.

But, whatever you do...

I'll guard it with my life.

Garbowski, you awake?

That's very funny.

I need you to check

something down on 37th.

Yeah? What do you got?

How's about a pepperoni and sausage

with extra cheese?

Now you're talking.

That was close.

We need an alarm signal.

Fine. Okay. I bolted the

cavalettis in place.

We're ready to pass across the wire.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Okay, first I pass the heavy rope,

then the walk cable.

We got the rope.

Okay, we're sending the cable.

Okay, okay.

Hold it. Hold it!

Hold it! Hold it!

We have a problem.

We will do everything we can

to pull up the cable.

It's only a few hours before daylight.

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