Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm Hershe Las Palmas, the most drop-dead number.

President's daughter. She's with Cuervo Jones.

transplanted over and over again.

cars, aeroplanes, toasters,

I'm staying here, man, I'm ready for the big wave.

You see Plissken anywhere?

Plissken, do you have the box?

I'm your president.

- Lock fuel rods. - Locked.

- What are you doing in LA? - Dying.

Now, you bear that in mind. Just push on through, soldier.

Oh, Plissken, man, you are such a loser!

I think we lost them.

Get me to Cuervo Jones. I got one hour.

- High stakes. - How am I going in?

- What are you talking about? - Death from above.

Cuervo Jones runs Shining Path. They want North America.

Why? Hershe's looking for Cuervo too.

It's your only way out. Plissken!

And you're about to find out that this fucking city can kill anybody!

I thought you'd be taller.

so come and see where the stars...

If I don't take it back, I'm dead.

We'll make this thing happen.

I told you to stay down. Look what you've done.

Sounds familiar.

I thought we had you in Cleveland.

Amigos, no matter where you come from,

We could make a bundle. Help your career.

- Where is he? - He's on Sunset. He's gonna come by.

is encamped along the shoreline,

Under the San Fernando Sea. Shark Three submarine, one-man submersible.

Now this on-the-scene report.

and becomes the deportation point

It sounds thin to me.

It's only their second shift. Don't make one move.

Every good and decent person who works hard and follows the rules.

His body's probably in Wilshire Canyon somewhere.

- Take me there. - What?

nobody's ever walked off that court alive.

It's a real pleasure to meet you.

but I never thought I'd see Snake Plissken.

Plutoxin Seven is a fast, hard-hitting case of the flu.

It is. That's the point.

are you going to take her back?

My name is Hershe. Understand, Plissken?

- Get lost, agent! - We got a relationship here, man.

Skip the commentary, Plissken.

You... get my guns.

Is that order from the President?

The Colombians are at the border, we've got a full-scale attack.

Hershe, you were in Cleveland?

His reactor's starting to overheat.

You want to go to Cuervo's place?

She's going to love you, Snake. You'll love her, too.

You'd better hope I don't make it back.

See, anything happens to me, and you're dead.

or what colour you are, we're all the Russia of the oppressed!

I've got to pray!