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Harry: What do you think?
Jack: You're the expert. I just work here. Looks pretty solid. Anyone we know?
Harry: I don't recognize the work, but he's a pro. Oh, he's cuttin' it close.
Jack: I don't like it.
Harry: Yeah, well, what's to like? Mac said we hold, so we hold. All right, pop quiz. The airport. Gunman with one hostage. He's usin' her for cover. He's almost to a plane. You're a hundred feet away. Jack.
Jack: Shoot the hostage.
Harry: What?
Jack: Take her out of the equation. Go for the good wound, and he can't get to the plane with her. Clear shot.
Harry: You're deeply nuts. You know that? "Shoot the hostage." Geez.
Jack: Harry, this is wrong. He's gonna blow it anyway.
Harry: Why?
Jack: I don't know. Gut feeling.
Harry: Well, right now Mac outranks your gut, so we sit.
Man: This is taking way too long.
Jack: How much you think that elevator weighs?
Harry: Jack, come on.
Jack: Maybe we can do something about those hostages.
Harry: We're not gonna shoot 'em, right?
Man: Hey, where are you going? What's going on?
Woman: Don't go! Don't leave us here!
Jack: No, we just take them out of the equation.
Harry: You sure it'll hold?
Jack: It'll hold.
Harry: Six minutes.
Mac: I can't get any more time. He's not talkin'! I need the goddamn money now!
Jack: Tell me again, Harry. Why did I take this job?
Harry: Aw, come on. Thirty more years of this, you get a tiny pension and a cheap gold watch.
Jack: Cool Whoa!
Man: God, it's hot in here.
Woman 1: There's no air.
Woman 2: Can't they just pry the doors open?
Woman1: I can't breathe.
Howard Payne: Don't fuck with Daddy.
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