IMS Subtitles www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2016 1 1 Well? 1 Well? "I'm sending you the code." Yes, I see that. Thank you. What about my account? Delivering. "I just sent it, you should have it." Yes, thank you. "Are you sure this is legal?" "We're just running a test on our security systems, sir. It's fine." You've a sexy voice. There anything else I can do for you? To you? We have what we need. We're ready. Yo. Guess who just made 50 Gs today? (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE) What'd you do to my drive, man? I didn't touch it! This isn't cool. Don't ever touch my computer. Diagnostics show no damage, but we're certain this was an intentional breach. Are you saying we were hacked? It wasn't a denial of service level. They definitely cracked our door. OK, open the Black Eye files. I want every hacker who could have done this interviewed now. That's close to 1,000 names. Holiday weekend, we're short staffed. We're the ones supposed to stop this happening, it happened to us. Sir, it's the middle of the night and they're all over the country. Get local law enforcement to help. Somebody out there thinks they can screw with us, I wanna find out who. (LOUD MUSIC) # Be my # Be my # Be my little rock'n'roll queen # Be my, be my # Be my little rock'n'roll queen # I said no. Lucy, you're killing me alright? Get outta the car. What?! Get out now! Don't touch me! No means no. What are you doing?! John! What? Don't call me that. I hate it when you call me that. You know this guy? Shut up. Just shut your mouth right now. Dad! Stop it, I mean it! Dad? You said your dad was dead. What? You told this jerk off I was dead? You actually said that? I may have exaggerated a little bit. And this guy's what, your... your boyfriend? No. Yeah. I don't know, OK? I'm sorry, just,... we'll see. What are you doing here? You don't answer your phone, don't return my calls. That's because I'm not talking to you. Why aren't you talking to me this time, Lucy? Why not? You want a list? How about stuff like this? You spy on me! I'm not spying on you. You drag my boyfriend out of the car! You said - He's not my boyfriend! You said I was. Shut up. You are such an asshole. OK. I'm sorry I pulled your not boyfriend out of the car. OK? Let's just get in the car. (MUTTERS) No, no. Will both of you just go away? Just talk to me for a minute, Lucy - I'm tired, I'm going to bed. Alone. Damn right you're going to bed alone. (SIGHS) Lucy, honey, just wait a minute, I wanna talk to you. Just wait. Dad, when I wanna talk to you, if I wanna talk to you,... ..I'll call you. Lucy, wait. Lucy! Lucy! Lucy McClane! It's not McClane, it's Gennero! (LAUGHS) Chicks, right? I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go. ("BEEPING") "John." "John. It's Scalvino." Go for McClane. What are you doing at Rutgers? How do you know where I am? We had all the cars low jacked. I'm staring at exactly where you are. So that's not something I would turn on? Yeah, we did that, John, we... turned them on. Listen, the Feds have called in a favour. They're doing a sweep and want us to pick up some computer hacker in Camden. Last name Farrell, first name Matthew. Why are you telling me? It's three in the morning, I'm on my way home. Send a jughead from the academy, they'd be happy to pick this kid up. I can't just send any uniform. Feds demanded a senior detective. The kid's a high-value subject. Just pick him up, escort him to the Hoover Building in DC. They had some kind of a computer breach this morning. Right, give me the information. Give me that name again. What is it? You owe me one, Jack. # What, what's written # On my heart # I will break # Break... # I'm so sick # I'm so sick # We can punch out... # What? Come on. Goddamn it. (KNOCK AT DOOR) (KNOCKING CONTINUES) (SPEAKS FRENCH) Who is it? NYPD. Open the door, please. Hi. NYPD? OK. Oh, I get it! Um, I'll help you out. Don't worry about it, everybody gets lost round here. Glad to help. I'm not lost. Are you Matt Farrell, Matthew Farrell? No, he, er,... actually does not live here any more. Course not. Who are you? My name is Daisy Duke. Got a lot of shit for it as a kid. Please don't add to it. Can I see some identification, please? Yeah, sure. (LAUGHS) Detective! Yeah, that looks real(!) Where'd you get that, Toys R Us? Looks great. And of course. Yeah, that... that actually looks pretty good. Farrell! Sully just PDL'd the new copy of Killzone, the one not out. Wanna check it - No, thanks though, man. Good luck at the... bad timing awards. Open the door. Shit. Can I get you something? Coffee? A warrant? What's this about? I don't know. Some kind of computer thing. DC Feds wanna talk to you, so... let's go. Feds, huh? Yeah, the Feds. I've been watched now for four years. Once you're on that goddamn list... Such a pain in the ass. You play with dolls? Er, could you please not touch that? Like a GI Joe. No, no, on. It's not, it's not, it's a limited edition... Oh. Is that supposed to come off? No, it's not supposed to but... It's a lot more valuable when it's broken, so thanks(!) Crazy glue. Sure it's very important. I got more cool shit if you wanna break that. Let's go, OK? Come on. I gotta power down my gear, OK? More dolls. Not spending a whole lot of time with the girls, huh? Hey! Are you really trying to escape? (GUNSHOT) Aaaargh! Jesus! Don't shoot! Get down! Jesus. Keep your head down. (GROANS) Shit! (GUNSHOTS) Go, go. Let's go, come on. Go, go! Stay down! Come on! (Stay low.) (Stay down. Stay with me, alright? Here we go.) (OK.) That's gonna wake the neighbours. Get down! Get inside! Get down! They're back in the room! They're back in the room! Are you nuts?! Get out of here right now! I'm trying - Now! Take a right! Are you OK? Get back in there! Get ready to run. Right, OK. (COUGHS / GROANS) What the hell was that?! What? Did you do that? No. Shit. I didn't do that. Come on. Shit. Stay close, stay close. OK. Let's go. Come on, let's go! Damn it! Come on. Watch it. Just tone it down. Oh, my God. OK. Come on! Stay close. Stay with me. Stay with me. OK. Come on, let's go. Stay close. Get in the car. Go, go. Now. Kid, can you reload a gun? What, me? Can you reload a gun?! Er, yeah. Open the glove box and get a magazine out of the thing, right now! (SCREAMS) Get the gun from the back seat. Quick! Get your head down! Jesus! Is the circus in town?! Whoa! Did you see that? I saw it, I did it! Camden Base 10077, come back. Camden Base 10077. "Camden Base, go ahead." I need to speak to your Chief Detective, police emergency, ASAP. "Stand by." "This is Chief Detective Wiesman." Chief Detective, this is Detective John McClane, NYPD. Police emergency, I wanna report a police shooting in your jurisdiction. (PHONE RINGS) Yes? "What's your status?" Wait. Thomas, we have a problem in New Jersey. Farrell's still alive. So he got away? Yeah. I did send five of you, is that right? I'm sending the chopper. We'll track him down. Think you can handle that? Oh, my God. Just breathe. I am breathing! I-I-I-I... I can't stop shaking. It's the adrenalin. You're just scared, it'll pass. Yeah, I'm scared! Weren't you scared back there? Yeah, I was scared. Really? This is you being scared? Cos you seem really calm. Have you done stuff like that before? Stuff like what? Like killing people? Yeah. Not for a long time. So, who were those guys, huh? Why were they trying to kill you? Why'd they blow up my goddamn apartment?! They were there to kill you. Why would they wanna kill me? They were there to kill you. Why would they wanna kill me? You tell me, kid. You're the criminal. You don't have a girlfriend. You don't need a lot of calls or text. You don't have a girlfriend. You don't need a lot of calls or text. You need data ` for dating sites, like Honey Badger. (LAUGHS) You do have a girlfriend. You need less data and more calls ` lovey-dovey calls. # You make me... # You don't have a girlfriend again. She won't return your calls. You need more text. Things change. Now your Prepay can too. Get more of what you need and less of what you don't with Vodafone My Flex Prepay. We got seven dead hackers so far, none of whom were high on our list. Collect the hard drives, start sweeping them. Yes, sir. Trey, Matthew Farrell, find him for me. On it. What's with all the guns? Operational prudence. Think of them as hardware to your software. "Good morning, DC. Well, it's shaping up to be another beautiful 4th of July weekend. If you've got any big plans, get started early, cos the traffic is ramping up." "So here's another golden oldie for the commuters." (VOLUME INCREASES) What? What? What? What are you doing? What is that? It's Creedence. Creedence? Creedence. Creedence Clearwater Revival. Classic rock. I know who it is, it's OLD rock, doesn't make it classic. What sucks then still sucks. You don't like Creedence? This is like having a pine cone shoved in my ass. (VOLUME INCREASES) OK, really? Wow, that's mature. Come on, man, I'm co-operating with you. "Heading of zero six zero, making another pass." Listen up, everyone. Are we ready? Transportation hubs are prepped and set. Begin stage one. (SHOCKED CRIES) "With six and a half innings..." "And for two shows only..." When was the last time you remember turning on the radio and listening to popular music? Give me a decade. 70s? Was Michael Jackson still black? Pearl Jam. I'll go back ten years with you. Ten years. 20 years. The Cure? Nothing? It's called news radio. Trying to see if any of your friends from Camden made the headlines. You listen to the news? You got a problem with the news now? Yeah, I got a big goddamn problem with the news. You ready for this? The news is completely manipulated. Everything you hear, every single day, is designed by corporate media, to do one thing and one thing only. Jesus. To keep you living in fear. Fear? So you'll go out and spend money on things you already have six of so that their advertisers keep buying ads on their stations. One more thing. You ready for this? I got days of data at home if you - Hey. I'll drop a bomb bigger on you than - Hey! What? Shut up. That's good, that's good. Be dismissive instead - (HORNS BLARE) (SIREN WAILS) You alright? No, I'm not alright! Stay in the car, you'll be alright. Hey, man. Hey. How you doing? Alright? Don't move. Just call 911, alright? Jesus Christ. (SHOUTING / SIRENS WAIL) All the lights are green. Huh? All the lights are green. Come on, let's go, let's go. Right now. We gotta go? Get your bag, hack boy, let's go! Jesus Christ. Let's go. I've never been in a crash. Alright, well, very exciting. Here we go, this way. Come on. You been in an accident? Yeah. What are we doing? It's a little thing they invented back in the '60s called jogging, you're gonna love it. Come on. Sir, Chicago's reporting a system crash on their L-train network. AmTrak is flashing a level-one crash on their comms system. FAA just issued a critical alert, their ATC Net just went down. We're under attack. Let's get them outside for a little fresh air. (ALARMS SOUND) That's the anthrax alarm. Alright, everyone out, now! Now! Taylor, move! Go! Move! Move! (ALARMS BEEP) "All personnel must evacuate. Proceed to the transportation shuttles immediately. "This is not a drill." "All personnel must evacuate." "Proceed to the transportation shuttles immediately." (SIREN WAILS) Take the team, I want men on the fourth floor, got it? Masks on. OK? Run a trunk search on these data crashes, see if we can ID point of origin. Begin stage two. (SHOUTING) What's going on?! They're already starting to panic. Of course they are. They think that someone's taking their money. All those nickels and dimes they saved had meaning. Useful idiots, as Lyman would say. Prep the video package. (SHOUTING) DC Transportation system's crashing, and they just hit the financial sector. Everything. Get me the secretary of the Trans and Treasury on the line and the chairman of the FCC. Let's go, people! Somewhere, somebody left a digital fingerprint, find it. Deputy Director Bowman in here? Not now, it'll have to wait. Not today. This is Matthew Farrell, here on direct orders from Bowman. You don't know what's going on, find me somebody that does. I'm Bowman. Video package is ready for upload. Thanks. Listen, John, I appreciate you bringing Farrell here, but everything's changed. We are neck deep in damage control. Excuse me, sorry, sir. Do you have anything to eat? Any snacks around? I've got really low blood sugar and - Sir No? "As if a nationwide transportation breakdown and anthrax scares weren't enough for one day, the stock market found itself in a selling frenzy this afternoon. The Federal Trade Commission believes this panic might have been triggered by computer malfunction." Oh, man, it is all bad. Not as bad as it looks. We run drills to prepare for this. These your suspects? Were. All killed in the last 24 hours. Recognise any of these people? No. Not one? Sir? Got a system error. # "Hail To The Chief" - Albert Gamse My fellow Americans... It is time... ..to strike... ..fear... ..into... ..the hearts of... ..citizenry. It's an unauthorised broadcast. Ask not what your country can do... ..to avert... ..this... ..crisis. The answer is... ..nothing whatsoever. Our military... ..strength... ..is... ..in... ..this case... ..useless. Read my lips. The great... ..confident... ..roar of... ..American... ..progress... ..and growth... ..has come... ..to... ..an end. All the vital... ..technology... ..that this... ..nation... ..holds dear... ..communications... ..transportation... .. the internet, connectivity... ..electrical power... ..critical... ..utilities... ..their... ..fate... ..now... ..rests... ..in our... ..hands. We will not tire, we will not falter and we will not fail. I don't know how they're getting in. Thank you... ..and a... ..happy Independence Day... ..to everyone. That was creepy. I tried to find more Nixon. Think they bought it? Absolutely. OK, I want telecom, transportation... Jesus Christ, it's a fire sale. What? It's a fire sale. Hey, we don't know that yet. It's a myth anyway, can't be done. Really? Please tell me she's only here for show and not in charge? What's a fire sale? It's a three step... It's a three-step systematic attack on the national infrastructure. Step one, take out the transportation, step two, financial and telecoms. Step three, get rid of utilities, gas, water, electric, nuclear. Anything that's run by computers, which, today, is almost everything. That's why they call it a fire sale, because everything must go. Hey, listen, listen. What's your name? Farrell? Keep your voice down, OK? No-one here's talking about a fire sale. Not unless you're telling me you helped plan one. What? No, I'm just saying... Appreciate your concern, we know what we're doing, we're on it. Alright. (MUTTERS) What? What?! Nothing, I said I understand. Hey, they didn't send the Girl Scouts out to get this kid, they sent professional guys, full tactical gear. Blew the whole joint up. Now, look, I don't know this kid, and, frankly, I don't give a shit. No offence. But somebody wants this kid dead. And, obviously, it's got something to do with whatever's going on here. OK. Homeland's taking over the interrogation of the hackers. I'll get you an escort. Molina, get this kid to the front of the line. I wanna know what he knows. Right. That guy knew half the shit that I know, his fuzzy head would explode. Special Agent Johnson, I'll take you there. Agent Johnson? That's right. Right this way. Great. Any of that actually possible, what you were saying back there? I'm gonna tell you again, you take out any one thing, the system can recover. If you take it all down at once, the system crashes. Look around, man. Come on, man. Government's gotta have dozens of departments dedicated to that shit. It took FEMA five days to get water to the Superdome. (HORNS TOOT) How long till we get to DHS? Laughlin? Get on the DC police band and get them to clear a route to DHS. DC Metro, this is the FBI, need a clear. (SCRAMBLED VOICES) Farrell just resurfaced on the grid! Feds are taking him to Homeland. Good, close that loop, now. Isolate the frequency. Get location and pull me up a file on McClane. "Brad, we found Farrell, stand by for a location." Look, I don't mean to harp, guys, but we just passed another Arbie's and I'm starving, I could - Shut up. I can just run - Shut up. Shut up. You got about 14 minutes to tell me why you lied to me back there. Lied? What are you talking about? The pictures, you knew those guys, right? I... Kid, don't lie to me. I'm a cop, I can tell you're lying. Who were they? OK. OK, OK. They were my competition. Make the next right on to Concord. They said they were a software firm that developed a mutating encryption algorithm and they just wanted to see if it could be cracked. I do math-based security. Here's the thing, to pull something as massive and crazy as a fire sale, you'd need tonnes of start-up guys to write the programs, but only a few to implement. The start-up guys, guys who haven't really done anything wrong, like me - End up as pictures on a wall. I swear to you, McClane, I swear to you, I had no idea I was gonna be... an accessory to Armageddon. "Take the next left at Lexington." That's a sexy voice. What's she taking us this way for? Unit 510... Oh, my God. Clear a route for two FBI vehicles approaching on Concord. Copy. That's her. Her who? What are you talking about? It's them. Are you saying it's them them? I swear to you, I know her. I would know her voice anywhere. Don't say anything - Keep your mouth shut for a minute. Hey, Metro, how's your day going over there? "Gotta be pretty crazy over there, what with all those 587s, huh?" Yes, sir, we've had to dispatch all units. You had to dispatch all units for all the naked people walking around? Cut the bullshit, honey, just put your boss on. Laughlin, we're getting off this route. Make a left on 14th Street. Officer McClane. It's Detective McClane, asshole. Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other when I come visit you in prison. But, John, I already know so much about you. Your address in Brooklyn, payments on your mortgage, how long you've been a member of the NYPD. And how's Holly? That's sad, you're divorced. Was that tough on little Jack and Lucy? This is sad. After 30 years, I thought you'd have a better pension. Oh, and it gets worse. Your 401K no longer exists. Tell you what, let me make it up to you. Box them at that intersection. Shoot Mr Farrell in the head and drive away and, by the time you reach the end of the next block, all your debts will be wiped clean and your children will be set for life. Now, that really is tempting, especially that last part. But I think I'm gonna have to pass, jerk off. John,... you're a Timex watch in a digital age. You're gonna lose. Well, the other thing that could happen is I could come and find you, kick your ass and throw you out of your own party. What do you think? Hold your position. He's not responding. (HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRL) Get down! Get down! Get down! Just stay down! Officers down at the corner of Main and Constitution. Officers down! Come on, come on, let's go! Goddamn it! Stay down! Get down! Just hang on! We've got a car under fire, we need back up. I repeat, we need back up. This is base, we're sending back up. Just brace yourself. Hang on, hang on. Hang on. Yeah! "We lost Dell." Stay with them. They're back. I know. Take the tunnel! Left, left, left! Bring up the schematics on that tunnel. The tunnel! Open the gates on the north-side entrance. (HORNS TOOT) Redirect traffic, occupy all lanes. Open the other side. What? Move! Just hang on to something! (HORN BLARES) Don't get out of the car! Hey! (SHOUTS) Run. Run! Oh, God. Don't ever hesitate like that again. (SHOUTING) Are you alright? Yeah. (BOTH GROAN) Just stay here. Stay right here for a minute, alright? What?! You've been here before, John. (GROANS) Get over to the wall, sir! Feds called in a favour! Yeah, all you gotta do is go pick up a kid in Jersey, drive him down to DC. How hard can that be, huh?! Can't be that hard now, can it?! No, gotta be a senior detective. Thing like a traffic jam, throwing a car at me's gonna stop me, huh? Get in there, get it done. It's not a good idea. (CHUCKLES) Don't touch me! OK, sorry. Are you OK? Oh, my God. (CRASHING) Pretty lucky shot, huh? Yeah, lucky. That was... You just killed a helicopter with a car. I was out of bullets. (BOTH LAUGH) How you doing? I skinned my knee and my asthma's acting up a bit but... (LAUGHS) Whatever, I... I'm fine. "Rand, check in." (SPEAKS FRENCH) What about Farrell and McClane? Come back in. OK, we're moving on, beginning stage three. I just spoke to Emerson. The team's arriving at Woodlawn now. Very good. Mai, get ready for the downloads. ID, sir. Park behind the transpo, we'll lead you in. Man the gate! With me. Anthrax alarms only went off on five floors. Below that, you'll need clearance. I don't know why you'd need to go any further, nothing down there but servers. All clear. Rodriguez? Incoming. The gate's secured. Copy. OK, we are in. Hey. Hey, this is absurd. Man, there's tough and there's stupid. You gotta go to a hospital. Look at you. I'm not a doctor, but you look like you're hurt. Yeah, sexy, right? No. Come on. Don't need a doctor, we need cops. He's in. Get outta the way! Make a hole, please! Come on! Watch out! Come on. NYPD, alright? I got this kid... Come on, let's go. (SHOUTING / SCREAMING) Thanks. NYPD. Thanks. Sergeant! Sergeant! I need to speak to you. Medic's in the back. I'm alright. I gotta talk to you. Just give me a minute. (VOICES ALL BECOME MUFFLED) Oh my God. Let's get outta here. (MUTTERS) (PHONE RINGS) The server is ready. We're go. Launch the downloads. Nothing's happening. Be patient. I don't know, it's not responding. Wait for it. See? There you go. Let me know when the download reaches 20 per cent. OK. We need you to please remain calm. Excuse me. (GROANS) Excuse me! Thank you. Holy shit. Kid. Kid. Got a phone in that bag? Yeah. Come on, let's go. And here you go, Agent Tovarek. Guess that's you. Download's at 20 per cent. Time to move. Let's keep them chasing their tails. "Due to recent activity, law enforcement agencies are being extremely cautious, telling drivers to abandon vehicles until they are searched. Canine units are checking each vehicle." "Whether this is connected to the anthrax reports we heard earlier or for some new terrorist threat, we do not know." FAA just grounded all flights. Good. We have complete access over system networks. Phones, power grids, water, nuclear. Hey, excuse me` Jack Perry, NSA. Chuck Summer, DHS liaison. White House made the call. Anything you need, we're here to help. Help? Wow, that's great(!) We're gonna need some work space for people. What can you do for us? Well, as you can see, we're using the space so you guys can stand in the corner and... liaise. If I need something, I'll just wave. Wait, no, no. Don't... Don't call. Why? What? They probably cracked that hours ago. They might trace us. Just put in your pocket. Sure? Yes. Or smash it. You didn't have to smash it. Excuse me. Police emergency. Hey! He'll call you right back. Here, right in here. Come here. You got a signal? Yeah. (PHONE RINGS) Yeah? John McClane for Agent Bowman. Sir, John McClane is on the line. McClane, go. We never made it to DHS. They came after the kid again. All your men are down. What about Farrell? Yeah, I got him with me. Sir? Hang on, John. Yeah, I'll hold on. Another day in paradise. They just swarmed everything, the whole telecom system. Phones, cells, broadcast satellites. # "America The Beautiful" - Katherine Bates They're blanketing every station. # For amber # Waves of grain # For purple mountain # Majesties # Above the fruited # Plains # America! # America # God shed his grace... Can you put the news back on? It is the news. On every channel. Been this way for a few minutes. # With brotherhood # From sea # To shining sea # (SCREAMING) Oh my God! Shit! McClane! Look out! Look out! Look out! Bowman! Bowman, did you see that?! McClane! Bowman? It's a fake. I see it. Thank God! McClane? ("STATIC") Bowman? ("BEEPING") The satellite's down. Get me a land line. Shit. (SIRENS WAIL) One little piece of code and the world falls apart. This is virtual terrorism. What? It's crazy. The first time that I heard the concept of a fire sale, I actually thought it would be cool if anyone ever really did it. Just hit the reset button. Melt the system, just for fun. Hey, it's not a system. It's a country. You're talking about people, alright? A whole country full of people. Sitting at home, alone, scared to death. So, if you're done with your little nostalgic moment, maybe you can think a little bit and help me catch these guys. Just help me. Just put yourself in their shoes. Come on. If this was your fire sale, you were running this thing, what would be your next move? OK. The whole point of a fire sale is that it's mostly done by remote, right? But... But not everything is run completely online. Major utilities aren't. They're run by closed circuits, so... You could breach the security, up to a point, but,... to shut it down, you'd have to physically be there, you'd have to show up. And, er,... Give me that guy's PDA. The phones don't work, they're all dead. The phones are fine, the network dead. I've just gotta reprogram it, link it in to the old sat comms. Hackers surf them all the time. It's probably what these guys are using to talk. How do you know this? Dude, I don't know. There's a lot rattling around up there, I couldn't tell you. OK. National power grid. Gas and electric is divided into three zones. Eastern, Central and Western, each with a primary hub. Here it is. What is that? What am I looking at? That is the Eastern hub. They take this out, wipes out all the power for the entire Eastern corridor. But, again, you'd have to do it manually. OK. Come on. Let's go. What, to West Virginia? I honestly don't think I can handle any more people trying to kill me, McClane! You get used to it. McClane! Oh, shit. Sir, wireless networks are down. They're hitting the landlines too. I don't care how, you find me a line. Come on, what you got?! We swept the whole building, seems clean. We can sweep it again - Don't bother, don't bother. It's a fake. This guy's playing us. Get everyone back inside the crisis centre, now. Let's open it up! Come on. Get in. Door's locked. Unless you have an extra gun I can use to unlock it. Hey. Don't do that. Hey, don't do that. You're gonna disable it. Jesus Christ! Oh! That was crazy, did you see that? Sorry about that, man, I didn't know it'd come on so fast. Er. How'd you do yours? (GROANS) You alright? What, did it hit you a little bit? Sorry. Do not... Don't touch those. I know what I'm doing. Done this before. I mean, I've read about it. "Road Assist. We've detected an airbag deployment." Yes, help! We hit a tree and my dad is having a heart attack. I think he's gonna die. You need to help us. "Hold while we contact emergency services." No, no! He's dying! Please, listen to me. I can get him to a hospital, I can drive, I'm fine. But I can't turn the key. You gotta start the car for us, OK? Please! (SOBS) "Your name please?" My name is... S... Frank and my dad's name is... um, is... Devorak Sarjinski. Please! Please just help us, OK? We need your help, please. "Emergency services are on the way." No, no, listen! Ma'am, what is your name? "Delores." Delores. OK, I don't know if you have a dad, but I do and I wanna be able to say that a year from now, OK? Because my dad is my hero and right now, he is in my arms, dying. And his only hope is to get to a hospital right now! We can't wait, so please start the goddamn car! (ENGINE STARTS) Thank you, Delores. Pass me the PDA, I gotta call the Warlock. What? The Warlock. He's a digital Jedi. He's amazing. Ma'am, you're not authorised to be here. FBI. We suspect there's been` You've landed without authorisation. That was pretty good back there, kid. Thanks. What's the matter, nothing else to complain about? Thanks. What's the matter, nothing else to complain about? No, just... What? It's not funny. I'm not like you. I can't do this shit. What does that mean? Like what? It's not funny. I'm not like you. I can't do this shit. What does that mean? Like what? I'm not like... heroic and everything. I'm not brave. I'm not that guy. I'm nobody's hero, kid. You saved my life 10 times in the last six hours. Just doing my job. That's all. No. Do you know what you get for being a hero? Nothing. You get shot at. Little pat on the back. Blah, blah, blah. Attaboy. You get divorced. Wife can't remember your last name. Kids don't wanna talk to you. Get to eat a lot of meals by yourself. Trust me, kid, nobody wants to be that guy. Then why are you doing this? Because there's nobody else to do it right now, that's why. Believe me, if there was somebody else to do it, I'd let them do it but there's not, so we're doing it. That's what makes you that guy. The thing's flying now. Contact Emerson, tell him we'll be there soon. What the hell are you doing? This whole floor's restricted access. You stay here. Come on. (BEEPING) We're in. "Good, shut it down." Guess you were right, kid. OK, that's... awful. We got company. So, how would they shut down the power grid? What? Come on! Er... Central control room. Fourth floor, fourth floor! Come on. (SQUEAKING) Shhh. Wait a second. Just try to keep up. I am keeping up. I just wanna stop for two seconds to catch a breath. They have these things called gymnasiums. It's not like... Come on. Let's go, let's go. Intel is fairly certain that the terrorists are mobile. It's the only way to consistently avoid signal triangulation. Judging by the amount of hardware they're running, we're probably looking for a... large vehicle, most likely a semi trailer rig. Right. Tell the guys at Homeland Security we need every agent, satellite and functioning network they got. Now. Playtime's over, sweetheart. Don't. Take your hand off the gun. Hands up. Stand up. Go on, now! Let's go, kid. You're up. OK. As fast as you can. Hey! Jesus! That's enough of this kung-fu shit. I've known some bitches in my day, but you... Er... Er. Still awake, huh? Keep doing what you're doing! OK. How much time do you need? Not much. Ooh. Are you done? I... Are you done?! No,... not quite. What? I'm not exactly checking my email here. They ran this hacking PN mode so I'm isolating their API and booting the host. What?! It means about 30 seconds, OK? It's not the easiest thing to do when... Oh! Aaargh! OK. Undo everything you just did, now! OK, OK. I'm a righty, I'm a righty, I'm a righty. I need my other hand, I really do. I'm a righty. One last door to open. Do you know what you're doing? Do you realise what this'll do to the country? Yes, I do. Now open the door. OK. Good. Glad we're on the same page. You do? I'm glad you know. How you doing? Hang on. (SCREAMS) Let's just talk about this for once. How you doing? Not too tight, is it? Damn it! Great! McClane! Shit. McClane, get outta there! Come on, man, come on! Come on, man! Did you see that? (LAUGHS) (SCREAMS) So, you stopped her, right? You know, actually, having a gun to your head makes it harder to do this kind of work. What? You act like you're surprised. Can't you just turn it off? Just lock 'em out? I'm not sure. I might be able to slow them down. Western and central hubs are ours. Just waiting on Mai's end. Hang on, something's up. All the security's reactivating. I think someone might be in the market for some cheap Viagra. Take some of that. Your girlfriend's dead, so check out some of our sexy singles you can chat with. It's an e-bomb. (PHONE RINGS) Hey. Wait, wait, wait. "Mai, talk to me. What's going on?" Mai? "Oh, yeah," little Asian chick, likes to kick people? I don't think she's gonna be talking to anybody for a really long time. Last time I saw her, she was at the bottom of an elevator shaft with an SUV rammed up her ass. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Listen, jackass, your fire sale is over. Pack up your little circus or I'm gonna come and kick your ass. You have no idea who I am or what I am capable of. When I'm finished here, it'll be soon, I will focus all my attention on you. You wanna make things personal, fine. Reroute every cubic foot of natural gas in the pipelines to the station. Can you get Bowman on this thing? Sure. I can get anyone. Do it. Now? Yeah, now. Please, no. It's Thomas Gabriel. Shit. "You know this guy?!" I worked with him. He was DOD's chief programmer for infrastructure security. After 9/11, he told Joint Chiefs the system was vulnerable. He was pushing for a total overhaul, but they wouldn't listen. Gabriel's not exactly people friendly. You think so? When he tried to go public, they crucified him, destroyed his reputation. After that, he disappeared. We got a pretty serious problem. Hold on one minute. What? I think we need to get outta here right now. They're sending the gas lines here. Gas lines? What gas lines? Christ. Oh. (ALARMS WAIL) All of them. See that, those flashing arrows? That's not good. That's coming here? Yeah, I think we gotta go. Listen, I gotta go. I gotta go. Just find Thomas Gabriel! McClane? McClane? Let's go, let's go. Finish this up! Right now! Finish it up! Let's go! Get in there! Get in there! OK. (COUGHS) Let's go. Come on. We gotta get outta here. Oh, what's the point, man?! What is the point? Knock that off, come on. This has something to do with that code you wrote, think! Help us win! Win? When did we start winning? Huh? Take a look around. Are you out of your mind? Does it look like we're even close? We got the shit kicked out of us! You think I'm holding out on you? Something I'm just not telling? If I knew what they wanted, I would tell you! I would happily tell you! Jesus. Warlock. Warlock. Oh, great! There goes the cellphone. They knocked the satellites out the skies now? No, battery ran out. Listen, we should go see him. Who? The Warlock. We should drive to his house, he's in Baltimore. Can't go now. Hey, do you want me to help? This is me helping. OK? Trust me. We gotta go see the Warlock, it's our only hope. How do you feel about flying? Er, flying? You mean with a pilot? Stick it in the round thing. What round thing?! Here, put these one. Just stick it in there, that'll work. You OK? Er, yeah. I'm kind of afraid of flying. I used to be terrified of flying. Really? Yeah. I took some lessons. Face your fears, that kind of thing. Did it help? Not really. Is it... (ALARM BEEPS) Is it supposed to make that sound? Yeah. Maybe we should just drive. It'll be fun, like a road trip. Take it easy. Taking off's the hardest part. Really? I heard... To be honest, I missed a couple of classes. Ha-ha-ha. You did, really? But you have your licence, right? You can fly one of these, right? Wahey, here we go! We're up. Oh, God. That's good, that's pretty good. Jesus, look at that. This whole area's blacked out. How we gonna find Warlock's house? Um, it's probably gonna be the one with the lights still on. Power outage keeps spreading. About half the east coast's already down. Alright, put everything on emergency generators. How the hell are they getting past us? Er, OK. Down there, I see it. Down there? Left, left. Down. We gonna land down there? Alright, hang on. OK, OK. Fence! Fence! Fence. Fence! I see it. Watch... (SCREAMS) (SIREN WHOOPS) Whoo! Oh. Jesus. Come on. Oh yeah, oh yeah, taking off's the hardest part(!) Let's go! Right, now, there's something you need to know about Warlock. He hates cops. He hates them, OK? So just let me do all the talking. Hey, Mrs Kaludis. Um, is Freddy home? I'm Matt Farrell, and this is, er,... Billy. We're friends from... Space Camp. We went to Space Camp with Freddy. Freddy! (Freddy?) You got company. Frederick, didn't you hear me? All of Baltimore heard you, Ma. Your friends are here. Friends? What the? Come on, Ma! How many times I gotta tell you, you don't bring people down, man! Is that a young, bearded Han Solo? What happened, man? You lost so much weight! I gained 30 pounds. Who is that?! That's - Don't matter. Dude, what are you even doing here? Cos of you, I am rocking five generators to stay online. Since you're being hunted by assassins, doesn't make me think this visit is a productive or healthy use of my time. Hey! Don't touch that, alright? CB radio? Little low tech for you guys, isn't it? Low tech? That's an end of the world insurance system. When the last chip goes, I'll be able to stay in touch with whoever's out there, zombies or not. What did you bring your dad here for?! He's cool, he's into the whole gaming... Nice poster. Oh, what, like, you're a big fan of the Fett? No, I was always more of a Star Wars guy. Star Wars? Who is this man?! He's kidding. He is... Hey, Dump Truck, I'm not his dad. I'm a cop, how about that? A cop. I'm sorry. Thank you. Why'd you bring a cop into my command centre?! (LAUGHS) Command centre! It's a basement. Command centre! Don't. I can explain. Just tell us what you know about Thomas Gabriel. That's why we came. Thomas Gabriel, cool. I didn't know. Sorry. Get out! I want you out! Right now! Hey, calm down! Just calm down, big boy! Calm down, this is my house! You're gonna tell me what I wanna know or I'm gonna beat you to death in your house. Four years ago, the DOD recruits Thomas Gabriel to be a cyber spook. First day, goes to his bosses and tells them this nation's security infrastructure is wide open to compromise and what did they say? "We'll take it under advisement." He don't ease up cos he's committed. So he breaks into a meeting of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and using just a laptop, hacks into NORAD and shuts down our entire defence network. They put a gun to the man's head and forced him to stop the hack. Thomas Gabriel's the guy who shut down NORAD with a laptop to prove a point. Think I'm scared of you? Tell us how to find him. He's a ghost, man, he just fell off the grid. Another dead end, come on. Hold on. Listen, Warlock, a couple of weeks ago, I wrote - I know, dude, you wrote a mutating algorithm security code, that's probably being used by Thomas Gabriel right now. We know that. Can you tell us what he's using it for? I've been trying to figure it out. Look. The only security system in the country that I can find employing that particular template is the Social Security Administration, OK? But they don't even use it in the main facility. They use it here. Over here, Woodlawn. What the hell? I know, right? What? What the hell you guys talking about? Their power consumption's off the charts. It's hot, on fire. The chilling towers? That's what I thought. Hello. What's a chilling tower? See what I've been dealing with? Large server farms generate a lot of heat, they need to be cooled. Why there? Tell you what, I don't know what's in that building, but I assure you, it's not Social Security numbers. I got a red flag over here. Someone's hacking into Woodlawn. Holding on the host server now. Frederick Kaludis. Let's have a look at him. Fat bastard. McClane. Where is his daughter? We just got a trace on her cell. You're gonna love this. Alright, let's get a better look at you. Freddy, what the hell are you doing, dicking around inside my network? McClane? I thought I killed you already. I get that sometimes. You think you can track where he is? Detective, covering the camera with your hand does not turn off the microphone. Yeah. I know I'm not as smart as you guys and all this computer shit,... ..but, hey,... I'm still alive, ain't I? I mean, you got to be running out of bad guys by now, right? Hey? Gabriel? Honestly, you can tell me. How's that work? Is it some kind of service or something? Some kind of 800 number? 1-800 henchmen? Oh, I bet you're still on hold with Can I get another dead Asian hooker bitch over here right away? Huh? Seriously, all that kicking aside, that skinny little ninja chick, she was smoking hot. A new one's gonna be hard to come by. You're very impressed with yourself, aren't you? I have my moments. Yeah? Is this one of them? Hello? Yes, this is Emergency Services calling. Oh, thank God. Can she hear me? I've been stuck in here for hours. Hey, can she hear this? Lucy, hang up that phone! Just calm down, Miss. We know exactly where you are. Everything is gonna be alright. Lucy, hang up the phone! Please, I'm trying to have a conversation. We are a bit overloaded tonight, as you may imagine, but I assure you, we're gonna get you outta there. Even if I have to come down there and get you myself. Thank you. In the meantime, Miss Gennero, is there anyone you'd like us to contact for you? Yeah,... my dad. His name is John McClane, he's a New York City cop. We'll find him. Just hang in there, Miss, and we'll get to you. Very soon. Thank you. Wow, that's a great girl you've got there. Can't wait to meet her. What's the matter, cat got your tongue? Come on, John. Make a joke. Say something funny. Where you... Where you going? Hey. McClane! Hey, hold up. Where you going? What are you gonna do? What do you think I'm gonna do? I'm gonna kill this guy and get my daughter. She could be anywhere. It's gonna get messy. You should just stay here. I think I - Hey. I'm doing you a favour. I wouldn't bet on me, alright? I'll take it from here. Thanks for your help. I wouldn't bet on you either, so I figure I'll lend a hand. Buckle up. FBI, ma'am, Jersey Field Office. Mind if I see your ID? Not at all. My dad's a cop, force of habit. Your father sounds like a very smart man. Kid, can you get Bowman? Er, yeah. (BEEPING) It's completely dead. Gabriel must have shut down all the satellite links. Shit. I'm sorry about Lucy, man. About all of it. It was my fault you got into this, it wasn't your fight. You have nothing to be sorry about. (DING!) Bastard! This bitch is a handful. Are you gonna be alright? Hey, behave, or I will hurt you. Oh, yeah? Let's step outside, just you and me. We'll see who hurts who. You really are his daughter. Tie her wrists. Trey, Gabriel wants to see you. Is it that time already? Yeah. OK. I'll be... back in a second. No, no, please! (BEEPING) We're showing a breach on an exterior vent. Go take a look. Don't be long, we're packing up soon. # You make me... # You don't have a girlfriend. You don't need a lot of calls or text. You need data ` for dating sites, like Honey Badger. (LAUGHS) You do have a girlfriend. You need less data and more calls ` lovey-dovey calls. # You make me... # You don't have a girlfriend again. She won't return your calls. You need more text. Things change. Now your Prepay can too. Get more of what you need and less of what you don't with Vodafone My Flex Prepay. Hey, McClane, do we have anything resembling a plan or anything? Find Lucy and kill everybody else. I mean more like a plan, like, a way to do that. Come on. According to the layout, chilling towers are on the bottom level. (GRUNTS) I think that's locked. OK, now it looks like we're getting somewhere. Er. OK, this looks like it controls the cooling system from the mainframe, which... should be... If I can just hack in... ..trip the alarm, it might alert Bowman. (SIREN WAILS) Someone set off the alarms. Yes, thank you, detective(!) I can hear that. Find a way to turn it off. What you got? We got a problem. The alarms went off at Woodlawn. It's gotta be him. And what's Woodlawn? It's NSA. A secure facility outside Baltimore. It's a failsafe we built after 9/11 to back up financial information. The moment the networks were hit, all the financial data automatically began downloading to those servers. Banks, Wall Street, corporate records, Government funds, all of it. Basically, a back up for the accumulated wealth of America. All in one location? What could Gabriel do with it? Well, if he could get in, he might try to transfer it to a portable drive, then he could access the accounts anywhere. Siphon off billions for himself. We'd have no way to trace it. Knowing him, he could erase it and send us all back to the Stone Age. Why the hell wasn't I told about this? Frankly,... it's above your pay grade. My pay grade? How the hell did Gabriel find out about this when even I didn't know? He designed it. It was his program. He knew that hacking the system last night would trigger the download. That's brilliant! You two geniuses... stay out of my way. (ALARM RINGS) Let me see if I can get a floor plan of this place. OK. Don't move! You, get away from the bag! Now! OK, OK. We've been waiting for you. Yeah? I've been waiting for you, too. McClane! McClane! Kid? Matt! Kid! "Emerson." We seem to have a problem in one of the cooling towers. Tower seven. Tower seven. Find out what's going on. I will see to it, OK. Sir? Get the HR team to stand by. We need to get to Woodlawn, now. The roads out are completely blocked. DC's in total gridlock. Then get some helicopters. They've all been pulled by the Pentagon for search and rescue. Molina, find me some goddamn helicopters. Look, the Pentagon has jets flying CAP over DC. Send one over to Woodlawn, keep an eye on things until we get there. Let's go. Where's my daughter? (BEEPING) "Russo, check in." I think Russo is on his way down to meet your girlfriend, dickhead. Hold on a minute. Looks like he's coming around. "It's McClane, he's on the third floor, the kid -" ("GUNSHOT") "Get all that?" That's right. I'm on the third floor. But I'm coming to get ya. Don't move, pal, I'll send a doctor. Kill this guy and I'll give you Mai's cut. (SPEAKS FRENCH) My algorithm. (FOOTSTEPS) OK, please, God. Oh, please. Come on. Oh, Jesus, they're going after the money. "You coming to get me, John? Is that the plan?" Yep, that's my plan. What makes you think I won't put a bullet in your daughter's head now? Because you're scared of me? Is that right? You think I'm afraid of you? Cos otherwise she'd be dead already. You need a bargaining chip. Stop there! Hands up. If you kill me, you'll never get it open. (SPEAKS FRENCH) Move away. Move! You know, John, I feel like we've gotten off on the wrong foot. And, because of that, you think I'm the bad guy. Nothing could be further from the truth. I'm the good guy. I told them this could happen if they didn't prepare. Did I get a thank you? No, I got crucified. They wouldn't listen. You got their attention now, don't you? That's right. I am doing the country a favour. (LAUGHS) By tearing it apart? Better me than some outsider. Some religious nut job, bent on Armageddon. Nobody wants to see that happen. Everything I've broken can be fixed. If the country is willing to pay for it. Bullshit. It's always been about the money. What, I shouldn't get paid for my work? I'm working my ass off here. Just sit tight, asshole, I got a cheque for you. I can't talk to this guy. You talk, see if you can get him to focus. Dad? "Hi, baby." Now there are only five of them. Hang on, Lucy, I'm coming. Would somebody please kill this son of a bitch? We have a problem. There's actually no problem here, I just got off on the wrong floor. This is a mess. Wow, I'm... I'm truly impressed, man. Hacking all the financial data would take weeks unless you eliminated congestion. That's what this fire sale is about, isn't it? That's brilliant! Yes, it is. Please be quiet. Asshole. Who are you? Matt Farrell. Lucy McClane. I thought your name was Gennero. Lucy Gennero. Not today. Can you crack the code? Maybe, I mean, if I had enough time. That's encouraging. Take them with us. Let's go. Let's go. Gabriel, the Pentagon just sent an F-35 towards us. Keep an eye on it. Pulling down the go codes now. Start thinking about what you want on your headstone, asshole. Christ. Damn hamster! There you go. Be still, spider boy! That's right! Oh, no! Seriously, you probably shouldn't antagonise them since they have all the loaded guns and whatnot. Listen, will you take a minute, dig deep for a bigger set of balls, you'll need them before we're done. I know that tone, it's just weird hearing it from someone with hair. Sir, ETA 15 minutes. Fix it. Why? You're just gonna kill me if I fix it, I know that. (GROANS) Shit. I'm not gonna do it. No, no, no. Shit. Robertson is coming really fast. I'm sorry, what? Something's wrong. Robertson is coming too fast. It's not Robertson. That would be my dad. "Freddy." "Freddy!" This is John McClane. Look, I know you can hear me, this is your frequency, right? 666. Come on, pick up the mic, Freddy. Er, nobody here by that name, sorry. Hacker jerk off! Warlock. I need you to do whatever it is you do to patch me through to the FBI. To Deputy Director Bowman. "Do you hear me?" Are you serious? "You want me to intentionally open a comm line to the head of the FBI Cyber Division? I don't think so." Goddamn it, they have my daughter! "I can do that. Hold on." Thank you. "This is Central, we have a patch for Director Bowman." Sir, Central's trying to reach you. Go. Bowman, it's McClane. McClane. Listen to me, Gabriel is on the 695, headed north in a Hazmat truck. Wait, Gabriel has left Woodlawn? We're headed there right now. Bowman, he's got my daughter. Listen, this hazmat truck, it's a government vehicle, so it should be low jacked, right? Track that down, should take you right to him. Gimme the tag number. Alright, hang on. Here it comes. Golf, tango. Five, niner, two. November. Got it. McClane, where is Farrell? He's with them. Listen to me, I'm gonna go in there and get Lucy out but if something happens to me,... you gotta send the cavalry in, do you hear me? I mean everybody. Don't let that maniac get my daughter, you hear me? John, don't worry. I want your word, Bowman. Yeah, you have it. McClane out. There's the F-35. Did you get the go codes? Trey! Yes? Did you get the go codes? Yeah, I got the go codes. Can you connect me to the pilot? Er. Isolating his radio. Sending him the go codes. AV-81. AV-81, this is Marine Airwing, ATC. "Gofer, AV-81." Confirmed terrorist vehicle has been located in your sector. Big rig truck. "In pursuit of a Hazmat vehicle." "I see them, ATC." You are authorised to engage and destroy. "Copy. AV-81 engaging." What? Goddamn it! You're shooting the wrong guy! I don't think Daddy's coming, honey. Hey, jackass! Is that it? Huh?! Is that your best shot?! SEAT BELT CLICKS EERIE CREAKING INDICATOR CLICKS RHYTHMICALLY (GASPS) SILENCE (EXHALES SLOWLY) Mate, I'm so sorry. I thought there was time. You just pulled out. I don't have time to stop. It was a simple mistake. LOUD RUMBLING Please. (VOICE TREMBLES) I've got my boy in the back. I'm going too fast. I'm sorry. (SOBS) SEAT BELT CLICKS EERIE CREAKING HARSH WHOOSHING Let's go! Come on! That way. Go. We are leaving in three minutes. You have one. Rules didn't change. You'll kill me the minute I unlock it. Aaargh! (SCREAMS) Oh, shit! Matthew. Shit. Matthew! I really need you to pay attention. The rules can always change. OK, wait. I'm gonna shoot her in ten seconds. Wait, wait, wait. Nine. I can't. Eight. I can't. Oh, God. (GUNSHOT) OK! (CRIES) OK, OK, OK! Six. OK, stop, stop, stop. I'm doing it, I'm doing it. Oh, God. (TYRES SQUEAL) Feds are heading this way. Get everything on the plane. Dad? Careful. Don't worry, baby. Everything's gonna be alright. Daddy! (GROANS) No! Hold this. No! Jesus Christ. You got her? You're sure? It's a nice effort though. Matthew! Shit! OK! OK! I'm doing it, I know. McClane,... would you do me a favour? I know the lights are beginning to dim but if you could just hang on, for a second, as soon as Matt's finished, I'm gonna kill him and your daughter and I would love for you to see that. Goddamn it. Matthew? Ten seconds, OK? Ten seconds, you'll have all your money. You can just leave, no-one has to get hurt. OK? A few seconds. Stay with me. McClane! Stay... with me. Dad? On your tombstone, it shall read, "Always in the wrong place at the wrong time." How about, "Yippie-kai-ay, motherfu..." Daddy? Daddy. Are you OK? Yeah, I'm fine. I knew you would come for me. Of course I'd come for you. It's alright. It's OK. Move! Move! Freeze! Hold! Hold it, he's OK. Move around. Move around. Here, help Daddy up. Wait. Wait. I think I'll just stay here for a minute. OK. Daddy, you're outta your mind. What are you talking about? You shot yourself. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Don't tell these guys that I did that, OK? Thanks for all your help, John. Is he OK? Lift your hands, sir. Put them down for me. He might die of shock on the way to the hospital. Alright. I'll be right back. Hey. Oh, hey. How's it feel to be shot? It actually feels great. He gave me... What do you call it? Morphine. Well, you got your merit badge now. Yeah, I don't know what that means. Plus, you know, chicks dig scars. Really? Not that one. What? Don't even think about it. How did you know what I was thinking? Did she say something to you? I thought we had a vibe. Take it easy, that's just the morphine kicking in. Oh. Besides, after all we've been through,... I'd hate to have to beat you to death. (LAUGHS) That would suck. Good to go? Yeah, all set. Take care of yourself. I'll see you at the hospital. Hey. Thanks for saving my daughter's life. What was I gonna do? That's what makes you That guy. Yeah. So, um,... did he say anything about me? Jesus, Lucy. What? I'm sorry, I'm just asking. I'm in enough pain already. Hospital. # Fortunate Son ` Creedence Clearwater Revival