Hey! Whoa! Yo! False alarm! Hold it!
It's OK! I'm here. Here we are! It's all right.
- Set it down nice and easy, huh? - Sure, at the impound.
- Next time, read the sign. - You don't understand.
I'm here to meet my wife's plane. Let me have this car.
Sure. Tomorrow, 8.00 to 4.00. Pay $40, we give it back.
Don't write it up!
Come on, this is my mother-in-law's car.
She's already mad at me cos I'm not a dentist.
Look, I'm a cop. LAPD.
Oh, I was in LA once. Hated it.
I can understand. I don't like it much... Hey!
That's a plastic fender up there! Take it easy!
Cut me some slack, will you?
I was a cop in New York City.
I only moved to LA because my wife took a job there.
What do you say?
Here we are, Washington, DC, the heart of democracy.
One hand washes the other.
Come on, man. It's Christmas.
So ask Santa Claus to give you another car.
Merry Christmas, pal.
It's all yours, Murray.
Son of a bitch.
Yeah, I know that, Larry.
Snow flurries along the northeastern seaboard...
Hi. Where are the telephones?
- Over there. - Thank you very much.
LeonardAdkins is in a warmer clime...
..with a story that grows hotter by the minute.
Security was tight today at Escalan airport in Valverde,...
..where government authorities report...
..that deposed general Ramon Esperanza...
..will be delivered for extradition to the United States.
Only two years ago, General Esperanza...
..led his country's army in a campaign against communist insurgents,...
..a campaign fought with American money and advisers.
Esperanza's fall from power caused ripples...
..in his country's recent election, and closer to home as well,...
..when high-ranking Pentagon offiicials were charged...
..with supplying him with weapons despite the Congressional ban.
Evidence that Esperanza's forces...
..violated the neutrality of neighbouring countries...
..made Congress withhold funds.
Esperanza is accused of replacing the funds...
- ..by cocaine smuggling. -
Although Esperanza was removed as commander in chiefthis year,...
..the agreement to extradite him was only reachedyesterday.
Washington insiders say a phone call made it happen,...
..a phone call from a...
All right, all right.
If I could find a phone, I'd call you, whoever you are.
Bye.
Excuse me. Thank you.
This is LieutenantMcClane. Somebody there beep me?
- I'd like to think I'm somebody. - Honey!
Where are you? Did you land yet?
It's the nineties, remember?
Microchips, microwaves, faxes, air phones.
As far as I'm concerned, progress peaked with frozen pizza.
Listen, um, we're going to be about half an hour late landing, OK?
I just wanted to let you know. The kids OK?
They'll lose their minds from all the sugar your parents give them.
Did Mom give you a hard time about borrowing her new car?
No. Not yet.
Listen, honey, when you land, can we just, like, you know,...
..rent a car, check into a hotel, leave the kids with your parents?
Order some room service?
A bottle ofchampagne, what do you say?
You're on, Lieutenant.
I'll see you in about half an hour, honey.
I love you. Bye.
Isn't technology wonderful?
My husband doesn't think so.
Well, I do.
I used to carry around those awful Mace things.
Now...
I zap any bastard that screws with me.
I tried it on my little dog.
Poor thing limped for a week.
Excuse me.
Well, you look really familiar to me.
I get that a lot. I've been on TV.
Yeah. Me, too.
- Grab the tools, will you? - You got it.
This is Amy Nichole, live from Escalan airport,...
..where deposed general Ramon Esperanza...
..has just arrived under heavy guard.
The deposed dictator's mood seems jubilant.
- He is waving to the crowd,... -
..as ifrunning forpolitical offiice.
..thousands ofpoliticalprisoners, including the newpresident.
There's no doubt he still has...
..some ardent supporters both here and abroad.
Rumours abound on Capitol Hill that there were...
- Yeah? - Sir, we're checking our equipment.
Any problems with the conduit line?
I don't know anything about that.
- Would you mind if we take a look? - Help yourself.
It don't seem right somehow, closing down this church.
The parish is going to keep on using it, but it won't be the same.
Been here a lot of years, and I've been right here with it.
Yeah, I kind of feel like...
..a piece of me is dying with this church.
Well, you're right about that.
..cocaine smuggling and bribing government offiicials.
He certainly doesn't show it,...
..but no matter how high his spirits,...
..they can't hide the fact that the US war on drugs has taken its fiirstprisoner.
This is Buckwheat. The clubhouse is open.
Here at Dulles, the quiet men from the Justice Department...
..will handcuffthe man who symbolises the enemy...
..in America's fiight against cocaine.
That battle may be almost won, but the war is still in doubt.
Samantha Coleman, WNTW, for Night-Time News.
- Roger that, Colonel. Out. -
That was the Colonel.
Everyone's in position. How's the weather?
We got flurries all along the Virginia coast.
New storm front coming in from the northeast.
- God loves the infantry. - Amen.
Carry out your assignments.
- 15.51. Mark. - Check.
Later.
Adios.
Hey, it's cold out there, man! I stomped my feet for five minutes.
Two cappuccinos. Make it fast.
- Scotch straight up, please. - Excuse me, officers.
This may sound like a wild-goose chase, but I think I saw...
Saw what?
Elvis. Elvis Presley.
Fucking tourists. Ought to be a law.
There's a lot from the Justice Department here.
- Is there a reason for that? - Just routine.
- Just routine? - Yes.
- Any comment, sir? - Not now.
Thank you, sir. Thanks.
Hey, that's Colonel Stuart over there.
Got a little problem with personnel. Last-minute replacement.
How's the security here?
Like we figured... a joke.
Colonel Stuart, could we have a few words?
You can have two: fuck and you.
No pictures, you pinko bitch.
Old news.
Oh! Damn it!
Excuse me.
Thank you.
Hey, man.
- What is it? - You got a key for this door?
Yeah. Why?
Because I want you to open it up, that's why.
- Is there a cop on duty around here? - The airport police.
Go get them.
Hand me the wrench.
- Going to work overtime. - Good idea.
OK, hold that end.
Watch it, man.
All right. Perfect. Perfect. Good to go.
Hey!
It's a restricted area. What's the matter?
- Couldn't wait for the skycap? - We work here.
Let's see some ID.
Sure. No problem.
Oh, jeez. Fuck!
What is this, a tag team?
Agh!
You say he came in here and flashed a badge?
Yeah. He said to bring you guys back here.
Ugh! Agh!
Aagh! Aagh! Aagh!
Fucker!
Freeze!
Nice guess, asshole. I'm a cop. That was the bad guy.
Where's your ID?
On its way to Cleveland?
No, you did not explain anything.
You just shoved me back here into this cattle car.
Sir, you were told we were overbooked.
Fine. Done. I accept that.
But why can't I get the first-class meal my network paid for?
- Do you know who I am? - Yes. We've seen your programme.
Your episode, Flying Junkyards, was an objective look at air traffic safety.
It wasn't nearly as edifying as Bimbos Of The Sky, was it, Connie?
You think you're funny.
Fine.
I've got your number.
And I've got yours.
So park it, sir.
Fine.
Stewardess.
Mr Thornberg,...
..you cannot monopolise my time.
You cannot put me near that woman.
Excuse me?
He means he's filed a restraining order against me.
I'm not allowed within 50 feet of him.
50 yards.
So by keeping me in this section, you are violating a court order.
I can sue you and this airline.
That woman assaulted me, and she humiliated me in public.
What did you do?
Knocked out two of his teeth.
Would you like some champagne?
Sorry, Officer McClane. I had to check.
Here's your piece and shield back.
Thanks.
Over here, offiicer!
We understand that there was shooting.
..the presence of Justice Department offiicials?
Jesus!
What the fuck are you people... What are you doing?
This is a crime scene. You got to seal this area off.
That's up to the captain.
Maybe you better take me up to the captain, then, huh?
- Where's Cochrane? - He didn't make it.
You're late.
We ran into trouble, Colonel.
Some cop... killed Cochrane. I barely got away, sir.
Did you accomplish your mission?
Yes, sir, but... Cochrane, sir.
Well, then the damage is minimal. The penalty could be severe.
You fail me again, and the chamber won't be empty.
Dismissed.
Miss. Miss. I can't find my dog.
- Miss. My dog. - One minute, ma'am.
I want you to fill out this form.
Who is it? Come in.
- Captain Lorenzo? - Yeah.
- I'm John McClane... - Yeah, I know who you are.
You're the asshole that just broke seven FAA and five district regulations...
..running around my airport with a gun, shooting at people.
What do you call that shit?
Self-defence.
What, you think that LA badge...
..is going to get you a free lunch or something around here?
Maybe a little professional courtesy.
Huh! ln an airport on Christmas week?
You've got to be kidding.
OK, fuck courtesy. How about being professional?
Your boys just walked away from a crime scene.
You can't wrap this up in ten minutes.
You got to seal the area off, dust for prints...
Hey, don't lecture me, hotshot.
I know what I'm doing. We're going to dust it down.
We'll take all the pictures. We'll sweep for fibres.
When will you do this? After 400 people go through?
You'd be lucky to get a print from one of your people.
- Shut down that area... - Oh, shut the area down.
It's that simple, huh? Just shut the area down?
Yeah, and I got everybody from the Shriners' convention...
..to the goddamn Boy Scouts in here!
I got lost kids, lost dogs...
Not now! Later!
I got international diplomats.
I got a fucking reindeer flying in here from the fucking petting zoo!
But John McClane, he's got a little problem.
Let's shut down the whole fucking airport!
What do you think they'll say upstairs when I tell them that?
Phone and find out.
I don't need fucking forensics to tell me this was some punk stealing luggage!
Luggage? That punk pulled a Glock 7 on me.
That's a porcelain gun made in Germany.
It doesn't show up on airport x-ray machines...
..and costs more than you make in a month.
You'd be surprised what I make in a month.
If it's more than $1.98...
Hey, McClane, don't start believing your own press, huh?
Yeah, I know all about you and that Nakatomi thing in LA.
But just cos the TV thinks you're hot shit, that don't make it so.
Look, you are in my little pond now,...
..and I am the big fish that runs it.
So you capped some lowlife.
Fine.
I'll send your fucking captain in LA a fucking commendation!
Now, get the hell out of my office...
..before I have you thrown out of my goddamn airport!
Hey, Carmine, let me ask you something.
What sets off the metal detectors first:
the lead in your ass or the shit in your brains?
Fat fuck.
AnyID on this guy?
That's somebody else's problem.
Your car's ready. Sign right here.
I need to borrow this and this. I'll bring it right back.
Hey!
Hey! Yo! Hold up!
Yo!
Hold up, boys.
Hold up. We got to check something.
- What are you doing? - Pretty gruesome fucking job.
All the confusion in there, forgot to get this clown's prints.
Ew! Christ.
You're supposed to do that at the morgue.
Not anymore. Got a new SOP for DOAs from the FAA.
I don't think this one's going to make it.
Thanks a lot.
Powell here.
Take that Twinkie out of your mouth and grab a pencil.
Hey, John, how are you doing?
Holly stood me up a day and I'm here alone in DC...
..with my in-laws.
Eh, the old in-laws, huh?
They do love their policemen son-in-laws.
Listen, Al, what is the fax machine number there at the station?
Uh...
555 3212.
3212. Hold on a second, all right?
I want to send you something.
Excuse me.
You and faxes? This is a fiirst.
Holly told me I should wake up and smell the nineties.
- This way? - No. That way.
- Wait. It's upside-down. - It doesn't matter.
OK, here it comes.
I'm sending you something now.
Hold on a second, cowboy.
Fingerprints?
We've got an unidentifiied stiffshere.
I've circled the whorls in pen in case the transmission's fuzzy.
Run it through State and Federal, and if you can, lnterpol.
Will do. Well, what's this about?
Oh, just a feeling I have.
Ouch. When you get those feelings, insurance companies start to go bankrupt.
Listen, the, uh, fax number is...
On the top of the transmission...
On the top of the transmission you just got.
Oh, an airport, huh?
You're not pissing in somebody's pool, are you?
Yeah, and I'm fresh out of chlorine.
Just as this storm starts breaking,...
..the satellite will feed up and drop the other shoe.
Look at this new front moving in.
Makes its baby brother look like chicken shit.
I can sand down the runway and run the ploughs between landings...
..if you downshift them, give me time to work.
You got it.
All right, everyone.
Let's slow down our birds before we get a parking lot over our heads.
The line starts at the Mississippi,...
..and they better start taking numbers.
Can I get you another?
No, thank you.
I only have to look at his face for another 20 minutes.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the captain speaking.
I've just been informed by Dulles traffiic control...
..that there's a weather front ahead ofus.
We may be up here a little while longer.
Thank you.
On second thoughts...
Al?
Hey, I'm right here, partner.
Your stiffs dossier is coming through now.
- What can you tell me about him? - He's dead.
You needed a computer to figure that out?
No, no. You don't follow me.
According to the Department Of Defence, he's been dead for two years.
What?
That's right. Sergeant Oswald Cochrane.
American adviser in Honduras.
Killed in a helicopter accident 5-11-88.
Officer.
Read between the lines, andl'd say it looks like a lot ofblack-bag stuff.
Yeah, I see it.
- All right, Al. Thanks a lot. - Hey, any time.
OK.
Say, I close in about an hour. Maybe we can go get a drink?
Just the fax, ma'am. Just the fax.
Hey, wait a second. I see somebody. I'll call you back.
The ghost of Christmas past.
Nakatomi? LA? You're John McClane, right?
- Who are you? - Sam Coleman.
WNTW News.
Excuse me.
Give me a break. I saw the stiff.
Word is that was your handiwork.
No. I only do needlepoint.
Great. National just shut down. Totally iced.
They'll send us their planes.
Happy, happy holiday.
The worst part, Mr Trudeau, was the press.
They were here for the Esperanza story,...
..so they got it right on the fucking news, bloodstains and all.
I'd like to lock every damn reporter out of the airport,...
..but they'd pull that freedom-of-speech crap on us.
Then the ACLU would be all over us.
Murder on television. Hell of a start for Christmas week.
What is it? A gang thing like last time?
Only if your gangs get their training at Fort Bragg.
- Who the hell is this? - Uh-uh, McClane.
- I'm a police officer... - In an unauthorised area.
LA, Mr Trudeau, don't mean shit.
That's what I said about my last cholesterol test.
So what's your problem, Lieutenant McClane?
I'm sure Captain Lorenzo explained...
..the minor fracas with the minor thieves.
Maybe he can explain this.
All systems tapped, Colonel.
Fire it up.
H minus five minutes. Stand by.
OK, we've got a body in the morgue that seems to have died twice.
Assuming it's not a computer error, what do we assume?
That somebody's about to fuck with this airport.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I know we're dummies up here, so give us a taste of your genius.
This is a hijacking, a robbery or what?
- Look, I'm not sure... - Oh, he's not sure. I'm stunned
I got to lie down.
Only professionals go to this much trouble.
Not luggage thieves and not punks.
- Professional at what? - What the fuck do you think this is?
The safety patrol?
This is the résumé of a professional mercenary.
The world's biggest drug dealer is due here.
You need a slide rule to solve this,...
..or another body in a bag before you ask questions?
You're the one that gave us that fucking body. Remember that.
Yeah, I remember that.
Lorenzo, have all your shift commanders report in. Now.
You're not buying into this?!
They're to report anything unusual, however trivial. Got that?
Yeah, I got it.
- Oh, my God! - What?
- The runways. - What the hell?
- They're shutting down. - Jesus Christ.
Go to emergency lighting now.
Emergency. We are in a code yellow.
Backup systems won't come up.
- Shunt to another terminal. - Bobby, what have you got?
- Nothing. The network is down. - Should we call the power company?
We're on the same goddamn grid. We're hot.
Dulles, what's going on? I'm on approach.
- Maintain position. Repeat. - What's going on down there?
Roger. We're on it.
- We're unable right now. Delay. - Fuji 604.
Execute published missed-approach procedure and hold.
TWA 23, unable to clear you for approach at this time.
Climb to and maintain one zero thousand.
I've checked all systems. It ain't happening.
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
- What's it look like? - Approach control, it's gone.
Jesus! lnstrument landing system is down.
Confirmed. ILS is dead.
Every goddamn system's dead.
And INMAC monitors are down.
Attention all controllers. Attention. We have a code-red alert.
Every aircraft approaching our sector...
..and not already in our landing pattern...
..gets diverted to their alternate airport.
Everyone already on approach or inside our pattern...
..holds at the outer markers.
Stack 'em, pack 'em, and rack 'em.
Move.
Get someone on it!
All right. Not a word of this leaves this room.
There must be 15,000 people in this airport,...
..and we don't need panic.
We just bought ourselves maybe two hours.
After that, planes low on fuel won't be circling.
They'll be dropping on the White House lawn.
McClane, is this what you expected?
No.
This is just the beginning.
FAA hot line.
How could they know already?
They can't.
Maybe it's the boys who pulled your plugs.
Put it on speaker.
Attention, Dulles tower. Attention.
They say blind men become very attentive by way ofcompensation.
Now thatyou're blind and deaf, I think I've gotyour attention.
I'm aware your recorders are active, so I'll be quick.
You can play me back later to your heart's content.
How did you get on this line? Who is this?
Who I am is unimportant.
What I want...
Well, if you don't want those planes to start splashing into the Potomac...
..as they run out of fuel, what I want is very important.
A plane will be landing at this airport in 58 minutes.
It is FM-1 : Foreign Military One.
- I'm sure you are aware ofthe nature... - Esperanza?
..of this flight, the importance ofits cargo.
This plane will not be met by anyone.
It will land on a runway of my designation,...
..where it will remain isolated and unapproached.
That will conclude my interest in this aircraft...
..and your responsibility for it.
At the same time, I want a 747 cargo conversion,...
..fully fuelled...
..and placed at my disposal.
You have two more minutes to advise inbound aircraft...
..to hold at their outer radio marker.
After that, you will be able to receive only.
Any attempt to restore your systems, will be met...
..by severe penalties.
He's bluffing.
Damn it, you can't do this.
I am doing this.
OK, listen up. I need you to punch up a code 15.
I got an idea, and I need your help.
If Esperanza gets to a country...
..with no extradition treaties, we're fucked.
They're talking to us on our own system. They got to be close.
My men will tear this airport apart.
Just in the nick of time, huh?
I got a first-class unit here, SWAT team and all.
We don't need any Monday-morning quarterbacks.
My wife's on one of the planes they're fucking with!
So I'm on the playing field.
If you'd have moved your fat ass before, we wouldn't be deep in shit now.
That's it. Security. You're out of here.
Mr Trudeau, there are FAA regulations...
..regarding unauthorised personnel in the control tower!
We just have to find a way to transmit.
Somebody want to run to Radio Shack for a transmitter?
We have one - the terminal wing they're building.
20 airlines when it's done,...
..all with reservation computers in a nice antenna arrangement.
- See Mr McClane out. - You got no business being up here.
Everything we need is by the annexe skywalk...
..just sitting there, waiting to go on line.
Goddammit, Trudeau, you're dealing with pros.
You can't fuck with these people!
Sam Coleman. WNTW News.
There are a lot of rumours flying around.
No way. No way, lady. Hell, no. No.
This is off limits, Coleman.
Get them out of here!
Anything you can think of, they'll think of, too!
Get your fucking hands off me.
Just get them out of here.
Lobby security,...
- ..come in. - Tomalson here.
This is Captain Lorenzo.
We've two unauthorised personnel in the tower.
Would you get your thumb out of your ass?
Get them out ofthe elevator, or you'll get a pink slip for Christmas.
10-4. Let's go.
Goddamn!
Anything who can think of? Can't fuck with who?
Shit. Hang on over there.
- What for? - Just hang on!
Big drug dealer on his way to prison.
Gunfight at airport.
Every controller in the coffee shop getting beeped,...
..and you rocking the boat.
Connection? Come on, McClane. Just a few words.
OK, just a few words. Fuck off.
Thanks, but I already got that from Colonel Stuart.
Stuart. The guy that got canned by Congress. That's who he was.
Who he who? What? Hey...
Shh! It's OK, I've done this before.
- Hey. - Hi.
- Where's the other one? - Claustrophobic, I guess.
It's a VHF system, but the planes are so close, it's OK.
I can rig our frequency in 30 minutes, and wire in a crossover.
Even the planes wouldn't know the difference.
Get what you need. Borrow. Steal. Kill.
I want my SWAT team to go with him as cover.
Whatever we can think of, they can think of, too.
Oh, man. I can't fucking believe this.
Another basement. Another elevator.
How can the same shit happen to the same guy twice?
# Old Cape Cod
# lf you like the taste of a lobster stew
# Served by a window with an ocean view
# You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod
Who are you?
I'm Marvin. Marvin. I'm Marvin.
I thought you was trying to steal my records.
I'm just the janitor.
This is Dulles approach to all aircraft...
..holding at Potomac vortex.
We are experiencing some technicalproblems.
Weather conditions, which have deteriorated...
..have now been complicated by an unforeseen human factor.
This has affected all of our electronic equipment...
..and their redundant backups.
As a result, our nav and approach systems are down.
We expect to lose voice in another minute.
We wantyou to continue...
..holding at the outer marker as directed...
..and wait for further instructions.
As soon as we're back on line,...
..we'll expedite your landings on a fuel-emergency basis.
Good luck.
God bless.
OK, change the boards.
Hey, stand back.
- The skywalk annexe. - No! The annexe skywalk.
It's the last thing I heard before they kicked me out.
Well, let me see here, now.
Well, this must be it right there.
See? That's the raised platform and there's the new terminal.
There's your skywalk.
Goddamn bottleneck. Nice place for an ambush.
What's the fastest way you can get me out to that spot?
This kind of thing wasn't in my job description.
- Mr Barnes, we'll watch your back. - Yeah? Who watches yours?
Main ventilation duct.
Ventilation duct...
..and bingo.
Just once,...
..I'd like a regular, normal Christmas.
Eggnog, a fucking Christmas tree,...
..a little turkey.
But, no!
I got to crawl around in this motherfucking tin can!
We're in the annexe skywalk. I can see the array.
I'll give you a call for a protocol test when it's hot.
That's all for now.
Sergeant, we need more equipment.
I'd like to send one of your guys for it.
Right, sir. You got it.
What the hell?
What the hell's going on?
Hey! Put that back on!
Hey, asshole, what do I look like to you?
A sitting duck.
Take him!
Shit!
Damn it. I hate it when I'm right.
Look out! Get down!
Aagh!
Stay down!
Fuck!
Come on.
Fucking son of a bitch.
Aagh!
Shit.
Agh! Ugh!
I'm going to kick your fucking ass.
- Jeez. - You all right?
Yeah. But the antenna array,... I got to get to it and set it up.
Get down!
Bait.
Jerk us off.
Make Lorenzo sacrifice his best men.
Make you waste your time,...
..time we don't have.
I think you're closer than 50 yards.
So's that airplane. Practically.
Yeah. There's quite a few of them.
It looks like a regular traffic jam.
There's nothing regular about it.
See? You're intrigued.
That's my gift, Mrs McClane. I notice things.
Things other people wouldn't see. That's how I make people curious.
Don't you mean nauseous?
Look. The people have a right to know everything about everybody.
You got in the way of that.
Listen, buster. You endangered my children.
You didn't do it for anything as noble as the people.
The only time you see the people,...
..is when you look down to see what you're stepping on.
Me? Yeah, I'll live.
But Lorenzo's SWAT team is dead,...
..and the antenna array is gone.
Didn't you see it?!
It's hard looking for a new miracle.
Hold for a minute. I'll be right back.
Hold for a second. Something's going on.
Yeah. Just hold on for a minute.
I say again, annexe team, give us a sitrep.
Annexe team, come in. Do you copy?
It's got a scrambler on it.
Can you do anything with it?
No. This scramble mode must activate on this code panel.
Even if we scan their frequency, we can't listen in.
- These guys are pros. - So are you. Break the code.
I want to hear what these bastards are saying.
This is a ten-digit control panel. Six-digit read-out.
Hell, there could be a million combinations.
Next time you kill one of these guys, get him to enter the code first.
Yeah.
Sir, we just monitored a call from their Chief Engineer.
We took out their SWAT team, completely.
You were right. They went for the antenna array.
- We're on schedule. - Losing our team wasn't part of the plan.
Attention, Dulles tower.
Attention, Dulles control tower.
Mr Trudeau, I knowyou're listening.
- Unfortunately, you're not obeying. - Try me face to face.
You were warned not to restore your systems.
You've wasted lives andprecious time on a futile and obvious target.
Now you're going to pay the penalty.
I've got five dead officers, Colonel Stuart.
Isn't thatpenalty enough?
McClane, keep out of this. You've been a pain...
Oh, McClane.
John McClane.
The policeman hero who saved the Nakatomi hostages.
I read aboutyou in People magazine.
You seemed out ofyour league on Nightline.
Hey, Colonel, blow me.
How much drug money is Esperanza paying you to turn traitor?
Cardinal Richelieu said it best: "Treason is merely a matter of dates".
This country's got to learn it can't keep cutting the legs off...
..of men like General Esperanza.
Men who have the guts to stand up against communist aggression.
And lesson one starts with killing policemen?
What's lesson two, the neutron bomb?
No. I think we can find something in between.
Watch this.
Give me a flight number. One that's low on fuel.
Windsor 114. Transatlantic from London.
Fuel tank's dry as a martini.
Activate the ILS landing system, but recalibrate sea level...
..minus 200 feet.
Oh, Jesus! They've reset ground level, minus 200 feet.
Windsor flight 114.
This is Dulles approach.
Do you copy?
Dulles approach, this is Windsor 114.
- Where the devil have you been? - Windsor 114.
We've been right here all along, old buddy.
Our systems have onlyjust came back on line.
Windsor 114, you are cleared for ILS approach,...
..runway two-niner.
Contact Dulles tower frequency at the outer marker.
Jesus Christ, he's gonna crash the plane!
Roger, approach, and about time.
I've got 230 people up here flying on petrol fumes.
Roger, 114. Understand.
- Calibrate Dulles altimeter... - Oh, Jesus.
They'll fly right into the concrete.
Son of a bitch!
Why are they listening to him?
- It's our frequency! - Dulles, this is Windsor 114.
Barnes!
This is Dulles tower. We have radar contact...
- Give me your coat! - Windsor 114, stand by...
What are you going to do?
Whatever I can.
Ladies and gentlemen, we've started our descent.
We're sorry for the inconvenience,...
..but we'll all be on the ground shortly. Thank you.
Please keep your seat belts on.
We've made arrangements for your next flight,...
..so you won't miss it, OK?
In your seat, please. Come on, in your seat.
Oh, hey. We're just like British Rail, love.
We may be late, but we get you there.
Don't worry.
Good luck, McClane!
Dulles, this is Windsor 114 inside the outer marker.
Roger, 114. This is Dulles tower.
We have radar contact and show you on ILS.
You're in the glide path and looking good.
There's somebody out there!
It's McClane.
Christ.
Approach flaps.
- Approach speed 140. - Approach speed 140.
- 130. - 130.
Altitude 1,000 feet.
800, guys! You're only at 800 feet!
Fire and rescue. Roll everything onto runway two-niner!
Refspeedplus 20.
600 feet.
Looking good, Windsor.
Now, watch it.
30-knot crosswinds, and the runway is icy.
Attaboy. We've got you.
We've got you.
Pull it up!
Jesus!
- Aagh! We're going to die! - We've got you.
God.
Motherfucker.
Oh, Jesus.
That concludes our object lesson for this evening.
If the 747 we requested is ready on time...
..and General Esperanza's plane arrives unmolested,...
..further lessons can be avoided.
Out.
We got no sign of survivors down here.
It's a goddamn nightmare.
Hey, Nelson! Come here.
Barnes!
We've got to warn those planes there's a lunatic pretending he's the tower.
- Get me on the air. - How?
You figure it out!
Here's the manifest.
McClane, I know how you must feel.
I wanted to help those people.
I was pretty goddamn useless.
We called the government for help.
They're going to send in a Special army unit.
A counterterrorist team.
Your wife's plane...
They're still broadcasting, even though we can't answer.
They're going to run out of fuel in 90 minutes.
Listen, Dick. That is your name
Dick.
If you're going to continue to get this close,...
..could you switch aftershaves?
Anything else?
Stronger mouthwash might be nice.
And here's Sam Coleman reporting live from the accident.
Colonel, they've done everything we've anticipated...
..so far.
But still there has been no offiicial word.
Despite the fact that only one runway has been closed due to the tragedy,...
..several dozen airliners are visible, endlessly circling the fiield.
Other reports say there was trouble in the tower before the crash...
..and that that may have contributed to it.
With weather conditions worsening,...
..the problem here and in the sky will grow.
I'm Samantha Coleman at Dulles lnternationaIAirport.
Victor. Victor.
- Victor. - Yeah, what's up?
Did you pack the radio mikes from the shoot or are they here?
I wouldn't let those assholes check them in!
I love you.
Give me one of the receivers.
Can you tune into the cockpit frequency?
- Yeah. Why? - I want to hear what's going on.
Should be right here on our band.
Nothing.
You said it would work. Is it working or not ?
It is working, but all I'm getting is some kind of airport beacon.
It's weird. It's like the tower isn't there.
Stay on it.
Let me know when there is something there.
OK.
Major Grant. We're Blue Light.
Rollins, Department Of Justice.
Trudeau, Chief Of Air Operations.
Lorenzo, Terminal Police.
You want something, you got it.
This is it? One fucking platoon?
One crisis, one platoon. Who are you?
John McClane.
McClane, you showed some balls out there, man.
Yeah.
Now show some good sense. Let the pros handle this.
I think the pros are on the wrong team tonight.
Isn't Colonel Stuart one of your men?
No, not anymore, he's not.
We're here to take Colonel Stuart down.
And we will take him down.
I served with him. I taught him everything he knows.
Well, maybe he's learned a few more things since then.
Let's hustle!
The command post will be set up in the airport police station.
I want to be tied into the tower in 15 minutes.
All right, let's do it!
Hey, Trudeau.
Did things just get better or worse?
Lights. Big, portable lights.
We set up the field, and then we...
Wait for those lunatics to shoot them out?
Where do we get those lights?
What about the air phone idea?
There's 18 planes up there. Only five of them have those phones.
We got through to three. We're trying the others.
That's 13 potential accidents.
Are they still bucking headwinds?
Headwinds are slamming everybody over the outer marker.
The planes with enough fuel...
..have been shunted to Atlanta, Memphis and Nashville.
Outer marker.
Damn!
The outer marker!
It's a beacon, right? It sends out this beep beep beep...
..so they know they're over it.
- So? - Who says that signal has to beep?
We switch the frequency from the tower to the one in the beacon.
We pump up the wattage.
We can talk to our planes, and those bastards who did this won't know!