Toy Soldiers Page #4

- What do you...

Of course we're with you, man.

But if you get us shot,

we're gonna be pissed.

Parents of hostages held at the Regis

School have been arriving all day...

and are being urged by FBI officials

to stay at a local motel.

We'll try and talk with some

of the parents. Excuse me.

Jerry, come on, man.

Bring that back.

Now, gentlemen, this object

I'm holding here is called...

Some of you may have seen one

of these before. It's called a book.

You may have seen one

on television.

Fellas, the ball's over here.

Thank you very much.

Don't pay any attention to them.

Sooner or later,

they'll all be gone.

Oh, yes, but this book...

will be important... forever.

Guard.

Gube, heard you brought a breakfast tray

up to the lookouts in West Hall.

- Yeah.

- What room were they in?

- They were in the infirmary.

- How many?

- Two.

- What kind of stuff do they have?

What do you mean? What stuff?

- Guns, grenades. That kind of stuff.

- They had tons of it.

All kinds. A big machine gun.

Wait a minute. I'm not gonna get

in trouble for this, am I?

- Don't be a wuss.

- Describe the machine gun.

Why don't you send your troops in there

and shoot the sons of b*tches?

You are crazy. Just shut up.

Did you realize that the head

of the New Jersey Mafia...

is here in this room?

I see him.

Knowing that...

you let him send his son

to your school?

Of course.

It's not the boy's fault

who his father is.

...the FBI advises parents

to pay the ransom.

Why don't you just

give the guy what he wants?

In the first place,

the FBI has no such policy.

But beyond that,

your sons haven't been kidnapped.

They're being held hostage

by a gang of terrorists.

As we know,

it's United States policy...

not to accede

to terrorist demands.

That policy

is gonna have to change.

We'll go to the White House

if we have to!

My family isn't rich. We don't

have influence at the White House.

My son is on a full scholarship

to the school.

- So is mine.

- We should talk to the press.

Why should our kids suffer

alongside the rich kids?

Nobody should go to the White House.

Nobody should talk to the press.

I know how much

of a strain this is...

but you could be putting your sons

in even greater danger.

So please,

let the experts handle this.

80, 81, 82...

83, 84, 85...

86, 87...

88, 89...

90, 91, 92.

Back outside now, please.

Beyond saying there is an adequate

number, I'm not prepared to comment.

Are the hostages safe

at this time?

The hostages are obviously

in a very dangerous situation...

and will be so

until they are released.

Everybody's accounted for.

Are negotiations in progress

now with the terrorists?

This administration has never

waivered from the policy...

that the United States must never

give in to the demands of terrorists.

To do so would only

encourage more hostage taking.

Well, we'll see.

- Hey, man, I'm supposed to...

- We know.

- Be careful, man.

- You bet.

I'm supposed to take this

to your guys upstairs.

Lunch.

Enjoy.

We got two guards

in the bell tower...

two more in the attic

of Fisher Hall.

There's two in the infirmary

and two more on the roof of West Hall.

That's eight.

Three in the quad makes 11,

and the leader in the office is 12.

His name is Luis Cali.

And the three guys in the quad...

that's Jorge, Ruiz and Carlos.

That's right.

You speak Spanish.

Don't forget the American guy

with the glasses.

- That makes 13.

- This man.

You know Vinny?

The FBI's crawling all over me.

I didn't even wanna use a pay phone.

- You seen the news?

- Yeah, of course.

This Enrique Cali...

the old man who's in prison...

We've done business with him.

I know the Bars brothers

are in with him very big.

- So is Dino Frenetti and his boy Micky.

- All right.

I want you to

reach out to them fast.

Tell them to get to the old man

and explain about my son.

All right.

It's done, right away.

The kid hates me.

Albert, hey, hey.

Kids are kids.

They go through a stage.

They're ashamed of us.

Hey, it's just a phase.

No, it's different with Joey.

He really hates me.

But what can I do?

I love him

and I want him out of there.

- It's done. Right away, okay?

- Go ahead.

Billy, we've got enough to do

without you thinking up more ideas.

Excuse me. I'm having

a private conversation with Yogurt.

This is the chip that sends

radio signals to the plane?

Right.

And it's the same kind of chip that

he's got in the garage door opener...

the thing wrapped around his wrist,

the one that controls the explosives?

Well, it should be.

I mean, all chips aren't standardized.

Then if we could somehow

switch these chips...

then we'd control the bombs and he would

control the plane with his wrist deal.

- Right.

- Don't be ridiculous.

First, the guy's got the remote control

tied around his wrist all the time.

- How you gonna get it?

- I think he has a point.

He could be knocked out.

No way you could knock him out without

giving him time to press the button.

- And his men would shoot you if you did.

- Maybe.

Even if you could get it,

why switch the chips?

You can just take the thing

and flush it down the toilet.

We're getting the information out.

I guess we're doing all we can do.

- What do you think of this?

- Is it legible?

Only if you know

how to read.

I told you the searchlight

would be important.

That's great, Joey.

"If you know how to read."

Of course,

the reverse is also true.

What the hell do you mean,

"the reverse is also true"?

What I mean is if you

take the other chip...

the receiving chip

out of the plane...

then you can replace it with the

receiving chip from the detonator.

Oh, yeah,

that's wonderful.

Now all we have to do is get Cali

out of the headmaster's office...

which he hardly ever leaves,

sneak past the guard...

switch the chips

without setting off the bombs...

and then get out

without being seen.

That's right.

That's it exactly.

I was attempting to be sarcastic.

You shouldn't have been.

You should have been writing it down.

Stop it, Billy.

You're beginning to scare me.

84, 85, 86, 87, 88...

89, 90, 91, 92.

Take 'em out.

You may go outside now.

I'd like to see the sophomore class...

by the bench, please.

Over here, man. Come on.

You got till exactly 45 minutes

past the hour to get back to the trees.

- That's the big hand on the little nine.

- I'll be there.

- Wait until they look the other way.

- Okay.

- Ready?

- Ready.

- Watch yourself, man.

- Kick the ball!

All right.

Roosevelt represented

a profoundly different view...

of the role

of the federal government.

- Start it up.

- All right. Looks good to me.

All right, pick it up.

Get it ready.

Let her go.

A view that troubled

the government...

in economic life...

You really can fly it,

huh, Derek?

- Oh, sh*t.

- Oh, dear.

Be on the alert.

Shut it down now.

Man, come on!

Hands on your head!

Great.

Look, I'm from the school.

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