Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Rick Walsh. - John Gunther.
Whoa!
The other half will go in this direction. Please do it very quietly and very quickly.
If you're really clever, you'll learn the location of the bomb and the code to disarm it.
Huh? What
Hello.
- And what is it they have a shitload of? - What?
- She'd be the 43rd president. - All right. Who's the 21st?
We had a fight on the phone, she hung up. I didn't call her back.
- All right, hang on, hang on. We're goin' down. - Between high-tension wires?
Come on. We gotta get outta here! He's gonna start shootin' at us any second.
Six booby traps, four dead ends
Yeah, it's good.
What, you don't like white people?
- Nobody was followin' you? - I'm tellin' ya, he's jerkin' us around!
Freelance Terrorism By Contract !!
Come on, guys! Let's go!
Let's go, let's go! Come on!
Mr. Vanderfloog?
Haha
Who do you think you are, lady, Hillary Clinton?
How colorful
and a list of anybody else he might have looked at sideways.
- But, Walter, Federal Reserve. - Yeah?
We got a couple of questions first.
- Simon says you gotta go! - I'm not jumping through hoops for some psycho.
and drag him to the ship-to-shore radio and beat that fuckin' code out of him.
Ricky, get every senior officer on the site. Get 'em here right away.
- That's all I got! - Put that fuckin' money away! Nobody's robbing you, asshole.
Hey, don't be no hero. You find him, you come get me.
and today he wants us to practice a brand-new fire drill.
What can I do for you, Lieutenant?
No way. You do it.
On the contrary, you have lots of time.
- What penalty? - Another big bang in a very public place.
OH SHIT! THAT WAS MY GOLD BAR
Stay where you are. McClane may still turn up.
I'm talkin' to you! Now you got about 10 seconds before those guys see you.
- Give me another 30 seconds. - It takes a minute .. 15 if you're a kid, Charlie.
Chill out, Jesus!
Christ, they got it loaded on a ship already.
Oh, no, Mr. Vanderfloog, that's the vault elevator.
- This is Fred Schiller, John. He's a - A shrink. Yeah, I got it.
I won't argue, no matter how stupid it is.
As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives.
I don't know. She's gonna be pissed.
- What am I doin'? - Cheer up. Things could be worse.
- I got it! Exactly two gallons in here, right? - Right.
Ten blocks? Are you fucking kidding me?
Right now, there's 516 feet of rock above our heads.
- It's ten after 9:00. Why aren't you in school? - Tony wants to sell you this.
- Hey, you the foreman? - Yeah.
a five year bond here. take the rate from the five year bond and put it into the three year bond there, we have
What the hell?
- We need this phone for official police business. - Do you mind?
Plenty of time to test those wits of yours.
Now, you were concerned about a currency exchange?
Whoa!
Yeah, it feels like it's gonna rain like dogs and cats
now that you mention it, I have experienced a you know, like a burning sensation between my toes
two hours and 47 minutes precisely.
Wait until he gets alongside the door.
Find out who the 21st president is Chester A. Arthur. 1881 to 1885
- The rooms are locked! - Outta the way!
Yeah, maybe he'll send me some flowers.
Have a hard enough time gettin' through the day without havin' your death on my conscience.
Four, four- Fuck it! Get outta the way!
Where are you going now, huh?
He ran an infiltration unit. The kind of thing the Nazis did at the Battle of the Bulge.
Yeah, so was she.
How long do you want us to stay here?
and kick it over.
What was that?
You better hope he calls back.
We found this in a playground. Professional.
Aw, call her back.
Fire drill, my ass! That guy ain't from the fire department.
I thought you said you knew! You said don't say anything if you don't know.
Gentlemen, we have a decision to make. Chief Allen.
- Go! Get outta here! We got less than two hours. - Goddamn it!
He's betrayed us.
- Hey, yo, Uncle! - Come look at this.
McClane is here. He's walking toward the bank.
- You mean McClane? - No, I mean Santa Claus.
- Connie! - All right! You don't want I should argue ...
Oh!
So what's up with this L.A. thing? You famous or something?
Go, go, go! Hip-hop. Hip-hop. Come on, everybody! Let's go!
For the last 10 years, plays the same two numbers all the time.
- What? - I left Holly hangin' on hold.
We were just gonna make a round on the vault floor if you wanna tag along.
I think the dude just escaped from some hospital, you know? Like Bellevue?
- What kind of game? - Simon Says.
What the fuck are you doing?
Hey!
- Are you gonna be all right? - Got a bad headache.
Let's go to work!
Aw, shit!
Australia? He's scrambling up their system. They don't know where he is.
- Well, aren't ya? - Yeah.
Don't spill it. Don't spill it!
- which is in Harlem if I'm not mistaken. - Kowalski!
Thank you. That's very helpful.
This is Mr. Jarvis. He's
This is Principal Martinez. Principal Martinez, Inspector Cobb.
Unless John McClane and his new best friend complete the tasks I set them.
and today he wants us to practice a brand-new fire drill.
You got any aspirins?
now that you mention it, I have experienced a
No, traffic jams we can take care of later.
Duck.
If you get caught, you get in trouble while he gets to deny the whole thing and walk away.
I used to drive a cab. The fastest way south is
Yeah, I got it. We're not gonna run.
No, Joe, we're gonna wait. McClane still may get the code.
This was never about revenge. It's about a goddamn heist.
6991. Lucky number.
- I'm stayin'. - No, Charlie, get outta there!
- Why? - To get educated.
- Come on! - Front desk.
- Good, good, good. Exactly four gallons. - You did it, McClane.