And it's 8 in the morning, we haven't been to bed yet...
... and we're tooling across this glacier...
... and I got this hangover that's creeping up the back of my neck...
...and guess what I'm looking at?
Obviously you're staring at the ass of the dog in front of you.
You got it.
So this dog, out of nowhere, just lifts its hind legs up...
...and puts them in the harness there...
... and just takes a shit while he's running on his front paws.
So he's dumping and running all at the same time.
Now, that's multi-fucking-tasking if you ask me.
Get out of here. Did it hit you?
Shit always hits you, man.
I didn't know it at the time, but it was profound.
- Profound? You lost me. - Yeah.
Well, you know, when I went to prison later on, which you called...
...I had trouble going to the toilet.
You know, a privacy thing.
And I couldn't take a shit. I was scared shitless, literally.
So you know what I thought of?
- You thought of the dog. - That's right.
I thought if that dog could do what it needed to do, so could I.
Saved my fucking life.
Wow, that is profound.
Keep going.
And, you know, it's...
People adapt. It's like you and I, like today.
We didn't know how it was gonna start.
- Wrong. - Wrong what?
I knew exactly how it was gonna start.
Yeah, but do you know how it's gonna end?
- I'm tired of talking to you, Garber. - Wait a minute.
Call me when the money comes in. You got four minutes.
I don't know what he looks like, but he sounds good.
Fucking talk shit, what are you doing?
He's got a sexy voice though. He'd be my bitch in prison.
Where are we?
Less than 10 blocks away. We'll make it.
Fuck, look out!
Jesus.
Shit. The goddamn money car crashed on 1 st Avenue.
Get a radio car, put it on the motorcycles, get it there.
Watch it. Easy.
Here, lean up here.
Hey, get that last bag.
- You got 22 seconds, Garber. - All right, we just had...
...a little problem over here, that's all. - I don't care.
- Two minutes. - Just tell him it's here.
- How's he gonna know? - I don't think we should lie.
- Tell him the truth. - No, tell him it's there.
Tell him the truth?
He's gonna make me do it.
- Ten, nine, eight, seven, six... - Tell him the truth or lie?
- Tell him the truth. - Tell him it's there.
- Four, three... - Tell him it's here.
- It's here. - Two, one.
The money's there, it's at 42nd and Vanderbilt.
Liar! Motherfucking liar!
Seven.
- One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. - Ryder. All right, listen.
- Lucky lady, up. - We made a mistake.
- I think that's him. That's Ryder. - Lucky lady, up.
- Listen to me, it was an accident. - Keep talking.
Ryder, we made a mistake. It's my fault.
- The car crashed. - Tell him something!
- That's why the money's not there. - Up!
- Wait.
- Fuck, no. - Get up!
Get back in line!
Ryder, like one minute it's gonna take.
Don't do this, for God's sake. It was an accident.
- Come on. - Wait.
It's the only plan I got.
Ryder, listen, it was an accident.
It was an accident, Ryder. We made a mistake.
It was an accident, Ryder! It was an accident!
Come on, motherfucker!
Oh, shit.
God!
Oh, my God.
ESU Team 1 to Sniper 1, do you have a shot?
That's your fault.
I got an easy shot. Please advise.
- Stand by. - Roger that.
Shit!
What the fuck happened?
Accidental discharge. I just got bit by a fucking rat.
It's accidental discharge.
Who? Who got shot? Was it Ryder?
No, it was Ramos.
- Sergeant? The money there yet? - What? Yes, yes.
- Are you there? - Get in here.
Shoot any motherfucker that moves.
- That's an order! - Shit on your orders.
Can you hear me, Ryder?
Okay, now somebody else has to die.
Two people, maybe all of us.
Did you hear me?
I heard you, but you gotta understand, the circumstances...
...they're different now for you.
- You gotta rethink. - No.
You got to adapt.
No, I gave you instructions, and you know the consequences!
I mean, don't you have a plan B?
No, plan B is enforcing plan A!
And the minute you stop believing me, motherfucker, that's it!
I believe you, you gotta believe and understand those cops...
...are gonna be down and next to you any second...
Bring it, man! Let them unload their guns, I don't care!
And what's the point of that? What's the point?
I told you we all owe God a death.
And now it's two minutes past the deadline, two minutes.
Which means two people, almost three, have to go.
They have to die.
The money's there, Ryder. Nobody else has to die.
The money's there.
I don't know what you owe God. I can tell you, you can't pay him in cash.
You never see a U-Haul behind a hearse, Ryder.
The Egyptians tried it. It doesn't work. You can't take the money with you.
Ryder?
You can't take the money with you.
All this talk of God, I think I need to pray.
Give me a minute.
I can do that.
You did good, Walter.
What's the reality of getting in, ending this?
We'd have to be willing to accept heavy casualties.
It's a hard choice, but I say make it.
New York City does not have an acceptable casualty rate.
This is your area, what do you suggest?
We should buy time. So far this son of a bitch hasn't allowed us to.
This might be the first time we got through.
Trust your man? He confessed to a felony 20 minutes ago.
There are people down there who are alive because of him.
Until we change the rules or hope runs out...
...we should stick with the situation we have now.
Do what you need to do.
Hey, Garber, you there?
- Yeah, I'm here. - Speak up.
I'm here.
- I talked to God. - That's good. What did he say?
He said I should trust in him. All others, pay cash.
How soon can you get it down here?
From that station, it would take them about five minutes to walk it down.
- No can do. - About 10 minutes to walk it down.
No, no, no, I mean you, man.
How long would it take you to come down here?
Don't understand. What do you mean?
I mean you. I wanna meet you.
And if you bring it, I know the cops aren't bringing it.
Well, you know, I don't know how I'm gonna carry that money.
- It must weigh... - Two-hundred and twenty pounds.
Stick it in a wheelbarrow or something.
Why are we discussing weight? Shouldn't you think:
- "Get the fuck out of there"? - Okay, get the fuck out of there.
Good, that's progress. Now, look, plan B. Your idea.
And part of plan B is you, Garber, deliver that money...
...or I kill another hostage, you got that?
You got seven minutes, buddy boy.
You got six minutes and 55 seconds, check me.
Do it!
I check.
And tell that sleazebag negotiator to call me when you've got the money.
You don't have to do this.
Finally somebody got their head out of their ass, huh?
Hello?
Hey, how you doing, baby? What are you doing?
What do you mean, what am I doing? I'm watching the thing, the hostages.
They mentioned you. They said a dispatcher was talking to the terrorists.
Yeah, yeah, they're not terrorists.
They are if they're down there waving guns.
Right, right. Listen, Therese, are you listening?
- I'm listening. - Look, I'm the one that...
You're right. I was the one that's been talking to them.
I knew it. I am so proud of you.
After everything, all this, them trying to fire you.
Them sticking you in a dispatch job and you...
Where are you?
I'm at a heliport.
I'm getting ready to get on a helicopter...
...because they want me to take the money down to the tunnel.
What? Are they crazy?
- It's real simple. There's nothing to it. - Over there.
What it is, is he knows I'm not a cop, so he wants me to come down...
Is it all right if I wait here? Can I wait here?
They need me to take the money down because they know I'm not a cop...
...and, you know, they're saying that he might kill somebody, honey.
Well, then somebody has to die, because you can't.
He's talking to his wife.
I understand, baby. Listen to me. Listen to me.
- Just tell Angela at the meet... - Let's go!
When she runs over the hurdles.
Tell her to run straight through the hurdles.
- Just like I always tell her, okay? - Come on, we gotta go.
You tell her yourself.
- Now, you listen to me. - Yeah, I'm listening.
Now, you do what you have to do, but we need milk.
So on your way home, I want you to bring a gallon.
Of milk? Okay.
You promise.
Why do we...? Why a gallon? Why not a half a gallon?
Just bring a gallon. A gallon.
Okay. Okay.
I can get a half a gallon, I'll get a half a gallon.
I gotta go.
All right, thanks, guys.
Put your... Put your headset on.
You ever do anything like this before? You know, go in unarmed?
Yeah. Two years ago, Brooklyn.
Flatbush Avenue. I got the hostages out.
And the guy with the gun?
The guy with the gun, didn't end well for him.
- For the guy with the gun? - Yeah.
It's nice seeing it from this perspective, huh?
You can see what you're fighting for.
I love you so much.
Did you hear me?
Yeah.
Well, do you love me back?
Can't really talk right now.
All you have to say is "Yes."
That's a lot less words than saying, "I can't talk."
I'm having a really weird fucking day.
Oh, God.
If we'd anticipated this, we could have made a lot of money.
What kind of guy would you expect...
...to take a model to Iceland for the weekend?
- An ass model. - An ass model.
- A Wall Street guy. - A Wall Street guy.
He's here!
The one-hour time limit reported earlier has expired.
We're not sure who this is. It could be hostage negotiators or detectives.
Once we have any updates, we'll be back to you live.
- Camonetti. - How are you?
- Mr. Garber, Lieutenant Staley. - Pleasure.
- You got a radio set up to the train? - Set up right there.
You can talk to the train or to Rail Control.
Okay. Just do what he says, and remember everything you see.
Let's go.
So who the hell did you fuck to get this job?
Myself. It was easier than it looked.
Yeah, fucking yourself always is.
Pelham 123, come in. Pelham 123, come in.
Who am I talking to?
This is Lieutenant Camonetti. We spoke earlier.
Yeah, you're the greaseball. What'd you do, go out for a pizza?
What's my money doing, man? Where is it?
Mr. Garber is in the tunnel. The money is two minutes away.
Oh, Garber, man. That is a dependable man.
He's a good man too.
Absolutely. How about you, Ryder?
Everybody's got some good in them, don't you think?
Is this where you try to get through to me?
I don't think so, motherfucker. Now I got three instructions for you.
Number one, when this conversation is over...
...I want you to restore the power to the whole sector.
Number two, I want you to clear the local tracks...
...from 68th Street down to Coney Island.
And when I say, "Clear," I don't wanna see no cops.
I want all the lights green.
Don't trip me up with a red, got that?
Absolutely.
And number three, don't play games with me...
...or I'll track you down and I'll fuck you in your greaseball ass, motherfucker!
Over and out.
Let's go.
All right.
- Know how to use one of these? - No.
It's really simple. Okay?
Safety's on, safety's off.
On, off.
Aim at anything you don't like, you pull the trigger.
- What if they frisk me? - We got that covered.
- That's it? - That's it.
It's got a false bottom.
It's gonna be this one. You got that?
- I got it. - Good.
Don't worry about it.
Just don't fuck it up.
Okay.
We got an ID on Ryder.
Dennis Ford. He was released from Clinton Correctional two weeks ago.
Did a nine-year stretch.
The last four on the same cell block as Phil Ramos.
His name shows up on an Icelandic Air passenger list...
...in September of 1998, right after Fashion Week.
Dennis Ford. You remember?
We used his case when he was running as an example of...
The kind of nonsense that we would clean up if I got elected mayor, yeah.
He ran a private equity firm.
His biggest client was the pension fund.
- He siphoned off... - Twenty-million dollars.
He did a plea bargain for three. The judge gave him 10.
Maybe that's why he's so pissed off.
Judge gave him 10 years because we didn't recover all of the city's money.
Couple million unaccounted for. Seed money.
Seed money? For what?
For today, you play the terrorist card, you panic the market into a drop.
You know it's coming, you make a great deal with $2 million.
- What about the hostage money? - That's nothing...
...compared to the money you could make. Let's get downtown to the SEC.
Check the trades, especially the put options.
- Good luck, Garber. - See you when you get back.
We got company.
Garber.
When you put your socks on this morning, did you ever think...?
Turn around, let him frisk you.
I was worried about you. I thought maybe you'd get lost...
...but then I remembered you were a motorman, so...
These tunnels don't change much, do they?
Just the people in them.
- Are we good? - It's here. We're good.
All right, come on up.
Let's go.
Damn. You're taller than I thought you'd be.
You're good-looking too. Come on, sit down.
It's nice to meet you.
What do you weigh, about, what, 220?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 220 on a good day.
Oh, that's Ramos.
He's what you would have called the brains in the operation.
Dumb fuck.
So how long has it been since you've driven one of these?
- That's why you brought me here? - You're a motorman, right?
Once a motorman, always a motorman.
You play your cards right, you might get a part of the cut.
Well, this is...
It's a new train. I'm not certified on the new trains.
Well, I got faith in you, man. But I'm going to ask you one question.
You know, that thing when you told your wife about the 35 K...
...how did she react?
- We gotta talk about...? - Don't be sensitive.
- I'm not being... - Did she freak out or what?
She wasn't happy, but she understood.
Well, that's love, right?
No, that's marriage. That's another thing.
You think they're gonna move that train?
Seems like a possibility. How are we with street-level, emergency exits?
I got a blanket.
I got radio cars and a man at every exit from 42nd to South Ferry.
We gotta go.
Hey, Camonetti.
Fucking greaseball, man.
Hey, greaseball, speak up.
I see red. I don't see green.
What's taking so fucking long?
Blanket is not tucked in yet.
Stall him. I need two minutes, buy me two minutes.
Haven't cleared the tracks yet.
Mr. Ryder, we'll be up and ready in less than two minutes.
We're gonna move forward here, okay?
We're gonna move forward, and if we get onto a red signal...
...and the brakes trip up...
...your friend Walter Garber's getting it in the head.
- You got it? - Yes, sir. I got it.
Let's roll, let's roll.
Hope you were bluffing.
Yeah, I'm bluffing, man. You gotta say what you gotta say.
You thought by coming down here, you'd be redeemed, didn't you?
God bless you, Garber.
You're more fucked up than I am.
At least the same fucked up.
Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go.
Let's go.
She's on the move.
Put some speed on it.
He's by me, headed south. Male, black, at the controls.
Motherfuckers.
You're playing with fire, my man. I wanna see them green.
Turn to green or I'll put a hole in Garber's head right now.
- Do it! - We believe you.
We're moving as fast as we can.
- What happens if they run a red light? - It'll trip the brakes.
Coming up on the first one.
There, that's what I'm looking for. That's what I'm looking for.
Here he comes, right now.
Garber's driving the train. Sniper confirmed it.
What are you saying, he's in on it? There ain't no way.
Sniper killed Ramos, he was their driver...
...they probably need Garber to drive.
They get to Coney Island, they hit the trippers and the brakes will come on.
- Is that 33rd? - Yes, sir.
- How far to the signal? - About a tenth of a mile.
You stop when we get there. We're moving out. You got that?
I'm slowing down now.
Are they slowing down?
They have to. They're coming up to a signal point.
What is that?
You're the old motorman, you tell me.
- She stopped just below 33rd Street. - What the hell are they doing?
Oh, jeez.
Why that little stop?
Train has to stop at signal points.
Some kind of an override?
Yep, some kind of an override, that's right.
There we go. Okay, let's move out. Let's go, let's go.
Roosevelt tunnel, which way?
Which way?
She's moving again. Next stop, 28th Street.
Why that little stop, huh?
- I told you, the signal points. - How do you know...
...they didn't set the throttle, jump? - We got every exit covered.
There's nowhere to go.
Listen, the throttle can't be set. It has to be held.
It's the failsafe, it's a dead-man's switch.
Doesn't have a hand pressing down on it...
...the train stops cold. Believe me, they're still aboard.
It's going faster.
Emri, off the track. Come on.
Let's go!
Garber, come on.
Come on!
It's gonna derail before it gets to Coney Island.
That's it. That's it right there. Roosevelt tunnel.
It's a fucking train crossover. Come on. Cross over now!
- What? - Come on, move!
Hey!
- Fuck it, let's go! - We gotta find him!
We don't have time! Let's go!
I love you. I fucking love you.
Geo, I fucking love you too.
Hello? Hello?
We're getting calls.
Cops on the platform are seeing passengers...
...nobody in the motorman's booth. - Believe me, they're still aboard.
It's all right! As soon as we hit a red light...
...the brakes will stop it automatically. - Yeah, but they're all green!
Four stops away.
Two stops.
Oh, Jesus. The train just stopped.
I really gotta take that piss.
There's no hijackers onboard, just passengers.
Where was that first stop that they made?
Near 34th.
- That's by the Roosevelt spur. - The what?
A derelict tunnel built under the Waldorf Hotel.
Converge everything on that area. Throw a goddamn dragnet over it!
Hey!
Freeze!
Put your hands in the air!
Hey!
Hey. Get out, get out, get out.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Out of the... Get out of the way!
Just go, go, go.
- 911 operator. - Hello? Hello?
- This is Walter Garber, MTA. - How do you spell that?
Don't worry about how to spell it.
Just tell Lieutenant Camonetti...
...that Ryder is headed to the Manhattan Bridge!
Cars everywhere. Nobody's going anywhere for a long time.
Hey. Hey!
- Is he in there? - No, no, no.
- No. - Where did he go?
Brooklyn. He said he couldn't wait, he started walking.
This fucking city!
Come on, you guys. Move out!
Ryder!
Don't move.
So is this how you thought the day was going to end, huh?
When you put your socks on this morning?
This make you feel better, Garber?
That make everything okay now?
No! But it's a start.
Don't move.
Don't move!
Hey!
Garber Baby boy, I ain't going back to prison.
I don't... I don't think you got any... Any options now or leverage.
Hey!
We all owe God a death, I told you that.
You're wrong, Ryder. We owe God life.
Life. And that's the life I gave you back today.
And now you have to give me something back.
What are you talking about?
You got a gun in your hand, I want you to use it. Shoot me.
No, shoot me before they shoot me, or I'm gonna kill you.
I will shoot you. I don't want to, but I will.
- Hey! - I thought you cared.
- No! - You said:
"Ryder. Ryder, don't you have anyone who cares?"
I thought that was you.
- Come on, man, pay it back. - I'm not gonna shoot you.
I'm gonna give you 10, then deal's off.
I got a gun, I'm gonna use it. I'm gonna take your life back.
- Hey! - Come on, man!
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five...
You gonna take this down to zero? Come on, motherfucker, shoot me!
I am not going to shoot you!
Five, four. Come on.
- Hey! - Three.
Police, drop your weapon!
I'm disappointed in you. Two.
You're my goddamn hero.
Drop your weapon!
Mr. Garber.
- Interesting day, huh? - Yes, sir.
You know, just about every day I make a speech...
...and it starts with:
"I'd like to thank you on behalf of the city of New York," blah, blah, blah.
And I never know who I'm thanking or why.
But you...
...did a hell of a thing today.
You went to bat for the city of New York.
And on behalf of me, I'd like to thank you.
Well, you're welcome. I mean, it's been an amazing day.
Everybody's thanking me all day, but I appreciate it. You're welcome.
And I want you to know...
...that tomorrow, the city of New York is going to go to bat for you.
In a big way. You understand?
Yes, sir.
And this city has a very good batting average.
- I appreciate it. - All right.
I'm gonna get home.
Oh, take my car.
- No, no, I'll take... - Put the siren on and everything.
- There's a siren on there? - Yes.
No, I'll take the subway. But I appreciate it.
- Really? - Yeah.
You know, me, subway all my life. I get home faster than you anyway.
Not you, but, you know, everybody else.
But thank you, sir.
You a Yankee fan?
No. Well, yes. Yes, of course.
Yeah, right.
Stand clear of the closing doors.