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A spensive, or higher. Ah! Oh, my God! Susan, I'm hawking inside. What?

Don't touch him! We're gonna do this thing by the book.

You are gonna give us a chopper. We start giving you some bodies. You walk in.

You may not walk out. Let me bring back some bandages and medicine.

Who says you're even leaving, Ace? You guys are an animal. Killed for fun.

We're going to show them we business, no. You're a killer.

I'm killing this girl now.

It had it on the best of thories since I was a kid that God made Saturday for fun.

Sleeping in, playing ball, that sort of thing.

Unfortunately, Susan and the Boston Patriot

Historical Society didn't see it that way.

At least not this Saturday.

It was time for their annual mailing, and when

all the packages wouldn't fit into Susan's

car for the trip to the post office, guess who got volunteered.

Yeah. All right.

There's gonna be some left. Two trips. Okay.

Yeah.

So where we packed Mule in any way? Toys, we sent them to needy kids every year.

Yeah, it's for charity. Quick and plain. Want charity, I write a check. Yeah?

Besides, I don't want to take that long. Best nut we miss in the sales.

Bulls on the tooth. We are?

Oh, suit. Well, who's going to go back to the rest?

Going to flip forward? Nate, I'm not going to shoot fingers. No, I might go in plea.

Any meaningful move.

Why don't I just go get it? Ban Adi.

Hey, buddy, wait. No, we were mailing packages to children for charity.

You can't write a cat ticket.

I'm done for. Nowhere. Back in the back corner. Oh, this door. I can smell it.

Come on in.

What happened to Spencer? He had any brains to be down at the corner bar

watching Michael Jordan rot.

There's nothing in there.

Very tasty. It's gone.

What's this?

There's always money in there. Last Friday, every month, $20,000.

That's the first time. Too much to go. Since you were fired. You know the stakes?

This is my horse. But you know it's on the horse. Stop it. Stop it, stop it.

Stop it!

Oh!

Thank you.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Hold on, my gun!

Your show, Sergeant. Whatever you need, I'll get it for you. Thank you, sir.

We're getting ready to go upstairs now.

We've taken over some offices on the third floor across from the post office.

Got a good field of vision. The hostage box ought to be working any minute. Good.

Do your job, Sergeant? Only try to get this over with. That's as soon as you can.

Right.

Let him in.

Okay.

Susan and Hawker are inside. What? We were mailing some packages.

You can stay with me, I'll clear it. What he got so far? Usually hysterical stuff.

What seems clear is they've killed at least one of the guards

from the stories I've got. I don't know how many they are. You running this show?

Yeah, I took, of course, a couple of years ago, special operations.

The three psychology classes that I'm the area hostage that goes to you, right?

I just never thought it'd come to this.

You're Belsen Fielding, Red Management Leader. You? I'm dispensing a private cup.

I got friends inside. You started yet? About to. Done much code.

I have once advice, don't dance around too much. On there are desperate and nervous.

Longer you wait, more chance folks die in. Send us, we're in, ten seconds.

All things over in twenty.

Yeah, well we're gonna do this thing by the book fielding.

We're gonna talk, we'll install, we gonna try to wait.

I'm not sure if we can get them walking out of there.

Did yourself got a feeling though this one's mine sooner or later. Did it feel good?

Oh mother, Mary, that guy's on our side. But he doesn't go until you say, right?

Yeah. At least until the negotiations are broken down.

I think it's time to start him up.

Look at this, look at this. They're still coming in out there.

They must have an army. This man's badly hurt. He needs medical attention. Yeah?

I got a remedy for him. Don't touch him. Don't.

What difference does it make? We're dead. No one else.

We can get out of this.

What we got here at worst is a three-to-one shot.

At worst, you hear what I am saying at worst. We're dead! No, we're not.

Trust me.

Have I ever stood you wrong before, huh? I have never stood you right?

Never, not once.

You and me, we've been up against it.

Always get us out, right?

Yeah, I suppose so. Always. Get us out. You're

in.

You all know you're in deeper trouble than you imagined.

The only thing that makes any sense is to stop this now.

If it won't get worse, you have to give it up.

Hey!

Shut up, old man. Yeah, you listen to Robert Postman and you shut up about that.

Nobody's giving up. You got that. It's OK now. No way. It's giving out.

Yeah, and you got that right. I need going back to prison.

Next person I hear talking about giving up is a memory.

you.

Yeah!

Sergeant Frank Belson of the Boston Police. Who am

I talking to? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're right, Paul. I'm going to give you my name.

I'm gonna give you our list of our demands.

Look, I don't think we ought to start talking about your demands right now.

What we oughta start talking about is your situation.

Now you have to see how hopeless it is.

And we both know that there are only two ways out of this.

So let's do the smart way. And just put your weapons down and walk on it.

Yeah, you done cop. You keep running on like that.

And things are gonna start to go down here.

Neither of us need it in our lives, okay? So let us sit up.

Very simple.

10,000 cops and they've got to look for a pencil.

helicopter ride out in here and a hundred thousand dollars

use bills nothing bigger than a fifth you got it?

Yeah

Yeah, I have to get to my superiors about this. I'll get back to you.

Yeah, we'll do it fast, cop.

People gonna start to die.

I wish it. Losing blood, you need to stop it for our past.

Better quiet that girl before she sets off the maniac. Yeah.

It's gonna be alright. Okay, just hang in there.

All right? I just want to go home.

Help me too.

Background 1. Target potential. One male partially visible southwestern window.

Killed potential? Under 50% sir. Saw units. Full alert.

Won't

be long.

We'd found there was an all-rear entrance, but it was

clear that a sneak attack carried far too many risks.

Versusum, for Hawk, for all of us, the siege had begun.

You're the postal inspector. What can you tell me about this place?

Well, that's the door to the boiler room, but its been locked up for years.

No other way in or out. Up through the ceiling maybe.

You gotta understand these post offices, especially the old ones.

I built like fortresses. Solid granite outside, marble in,

no other doors, no other windows, nothing. That's just as well.

Later as coming, they'd start killing the hostages anyway.

Well, if it comes to a full assault, those guys got any brains.

They're gonna make you take a long time again.

Inspector, if you were them, where would you go? Probably the lower lobby.

No windows, one doors.

It felt like a rock. Right, team leader in position.

The box of blankets in the bag. Do you make people more comfortable?

You don't give a damn about anyone, do you, Robert?

Look at you. Would

you become?

hands.

You had a chance.

But this is easier, isn't it, Robert?

Gotta gum.

Just take what you think the world owes you.

What should I do, old man?

Work here like you.

Shuffle around for the man 30 years.

Get a $4 pension and a gold watch.

You can't steal what you need, Robert.

Keep back on.

out going call Sergeant.

Get a trace around it.

It's Mickey. Yeah, look, Mick, I said all I had to say last night, okay?

Wait, wait, wait. Mark, uh, things have changed, Mark. Uh, I'm into something here.

A lot of dope coming down. I just need a little help. Sure, right, Mickey.

A lot a dope. I've heard that one before. Y'all bet you need my help.

Look, Mickey, I am fed up. I'm tired.

Listen, don't start on me, Marsh. Please, just listen. For once in your life, OK?

I just want you to meet me somewhere.

Mickey, Mickey, what do you want

to just tell me?

Are you in trouble? What's going on? Just tell me what's going on.

Don't ask me questions. I've got my hands full and you're grilling me.

I'm gonna help with it.

You wanna take me out?

You wanna war?

Just getting cold in here. The mess on us. Turn the heater off. This is not good.

Do it in windows. Got to

move somewhere that they can't see us. Where?

Rotunda, down the stairs.

Okay, we're moving. Up! Let's go. Up! Get up.

He shouldn't be moved until he'll start bleeding. You guys...

Go!

Oh, make it!

Let's go.

Move, move, move!

Pambo!

Okay!

Yes!

No!

I just spoke to the boys upstairs. We're running out of time.

But time is what I need. I've got to find out how many people they got in there.

How many guns? Oh, who's hurt? Captain, I've gotta have some breathing room here.

OK. I'll try to get him off your back. But sooner or later.

Yeah, I know.

Sorry.

What are you trying to do? You start target practice, everybody's gonna get hurt.

You know, you tell your shooters to back off. Where's the chopper?

Yeah, right. Where's The Chopper? I told you, I told ya.

I'm working on it. I just gotta get clearance.

Let's get this straight. I am making the rules here and you are following them.

And we want food. For everyone. We're going

to sit and we're going

to eat. You got that?

Yeah, I got it. How many people do you got in there?

Don't get clever with me, Cop. We've got all the guns we need.

and make a food for 20.

We're gonna eat. I wanna see that helicopter land out front. You hear?

They told you I'm having some trouble on that.

We're trying to get one big enough to fit you all in. You think I believe that?

That is ludicrous. That's what that is.

Now we are going to eat and you are going to give us a chopper.

Always start giving you some bodies.

They want food.

Book says no officers go in.

What about a non-office, sir?

This can't better be good.

I'm gonna play delivery boy Spencer.

You walk in, you may not walk out.

Okay, okay. How do we know there's no poison or drugs or stuff in this?

Want me to test it? No, no, you're getting it.

I'll take this man anywhere. I don't suppose you carry him. I'll find the way.

I'll be ready.

The mouth is the next kind that likes to kill.

One of the tires may make you use the brains of the deal.

That's what you want to call it.

What's going on here? This man's heard bad in these medical attention.

Let me bring back some managers of medicine. Who says you're even leaving, Ace?

Look guys, do what you want, it's fine.

If you keep taking hostages, they're not going to want to deal with you.

That's right.

Okay, okay, bring some medical stuff.

Call you before I come.

OK. We've got one dead hawks who wanted my count 10 hostages and all.

Where are they? How many guns? Rotunda. They're three men. Two white, one black.

How's Susan? She's holding up, but Hawk needs medical attention.

They agreed to let me come back.

Jackson get a medic bag up here right now.

Who's in charge? The guy named Mickey. Where's the horse tie?

He's scared but rational.

Mickey Patterson got it from his phone trace to his girlfriend. Lives in Cambridge.

Second guy's an animal. Kills for fun. Got nothing to lose. Oh, great.

A third guy to Black Guy's name, Robert Thornwall.

One of the postal workers that got away fingered him.

He used to work in the post office for a couple of years.

Patterns as a guy to go after. I agree.

That's going to take a while to get a judge to sign a search warrant.

went out for a bite to eat.

Yeah. Mind if I tag along? My badge could help. Get in.

and Lawrence.

Louisville, 1981. Figures? Hands of horse lover.

If you're looking for Mickey, because I think he's a way on a trip. Is that right?

The more she's his girlfriend, she ran out of here in a great rush.

You wouldn't have to know where she went, would you?

Are you betting acquaintances of his?

We're not betting acquaintances. We're here in official business.

We're looking for Mr. Patterson. Oh, he's never home. He's always at the track.

You said his girlfriend rushed off. Well, she had her bags fully packed much,

it ended. She ran out of here in an awful half

about 20 minutes ago, on the way to Kentucky. You have any idea how she went there,

or your plane, or train? Well, train, definitely.

She even asked me what some way would take her to the railroad station.

That's what I'm doing.

Attention, all passengers. New

York Cray number 97, now boarding and track 6.

Now boarding and a track 6

Thank you.

Yes. Any expenses or private coffee? This is Agent Higgins.

He's a postal investigator. I'm afraid Mickey's got himself in some real trouble.

Oh, god. I knew it. Look.

Whatever it is, I've got nothing to do with it. I knew it was crazy.

I told him he couldn't afford that horse.

And now he's gone and done something bad, hasn't he?

We'll look at him.

I just can't bail him out this time. I should look.

It's a little more complicated than that.

Mickey is holding himself up in a post office. He's holding people hostage.

We'd like you to talk to him. He's taking people hostage in a Post Office?

Mrs. Irigent, yes. Wait a minute. Look, wait a minute, just what are you

trying to tell me? That Mickey Patterns is acting like some kind of terrorist

or something?

old.

Yeah, cold

in here, like cold outside.

Keep flapping that jaw. You're gonna be stone cold.

as it did. And you write by me, brother me,

one hour, one day, whatever it takes, you are gone.

They've been listening.

We get out of here. You might walk away, alright.

Under rifles pointed at that thick browns go.

You think they only go to white boys where you've been living, brother me?

You'll need this man.

What you need is me. I'm all you got for me.

You can save that job.

and I ain't your brother.

This here is my deal.

and I take care of my own.

Man, I don't even know why I'm talking to some man behalf, Dale already.

Where's the helicopter, Mick? You said it would be here by now. The way it is.

It's probably south. Yeah, well, they better hurry up.

Because we got to do something.

Shoudn the prisoners.

He won't let you wait forever. He'll force your hand. Sounds good. He's not OK.

Okay. So he's not okay. What's it to you?

You're not like him.

You could get out of here, stay alive.

See that girl you were talking to in the phone.

Thank you.

She's done.

You know?

I almost had it together.

Everything.

I'm going to horse, stables, the home of Gillette.

Holy need was allowed he 30 grand.

That's what this was all about. What? You mean it's I'm not dead yet? Neither am I.

Mickey, you haven't killed anyone. Why should you pay for what's out there?

You get us out of here. You still have a chance for you and your girl.

How dare you do that?

They were setting us up. Well, they're not setting us. They're not.

They're setting us... They're telling us up all of them.

Well, I don't want to wait any longer, man. I don want to get out of here now.

Mickey.

Thank you for your time.

I'm working on that. Yeah, I'm sick and tired of hearing you are working on it.

Well, it's a big chopper, Mickey.

You've got to understand the word about bringing it in here at night.

It's all one more stall cop. And somebody dies. You just relax. Keep cool.

Everything's going to be all right. Now hold on. Maybe I got some news here.

Masha Conner's, Mickey's girlfriend. Mickey did all this. I can't believe this.

You better believe it, lady. Mickey, listen.

I'm the one of your friends who you want to talk to you.

One of my friends?

No, no, this is just too much for me.

But you have to. There are innocent people over there.

No, I didn't have any part of this. Easy.

Mickey, look, I was mistaken. It was nobody.

We've got half an hour.

Do you hear me?

Half an hour before this place starts to go to hell.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're making it.

Listen, before I do anything, you've got to do something for me.

I'm going to need an act of good faith on your part.

You're going to have to release at least one of the hostages.

I'll talk to the others about it.

Well?

Yeah, he says we get the chopper if we release one of the people now.

What are they talking about?

It's good faith.

We get to keep the rest.

to show them we ain't gonna watch an eye sight, we at least won't know.

They want to hostage me. Get my hostage. Hey.

I'm kidding. I'm making you know.

I've got it for these people. You know? They want a hostage. They want the hostage.

They want me to get you a hostage, man. You know, I ain't doing this, man, man

but I'm not that bad. Can't you see that? Well, that's all I'm going to show them.

I'm gonna get this. I'm just going to sell. I'm telling you. I've done that to you.

That's the fuck up.

Sergeant, the hostages coming out now.

Run! Don't! Nick! Nick! What do I want to hurt this guy for?

Go on, go on, run. Run, run, run! Go! Get down! Hold your fire!

There's your hostage! We're still going to cut him in its side!

Cover us.

What do you think?

I don't know if you can make it to the hospital at the time, maybe.

Now you see what we're dealing with.

Right.

Don't worry Spencer. It's not that cowboy show yet.

I told the commander I can stall him to the night.

But if I don't get some people coming out of there sometime in the morning, I'd say.

I'm gonna go upstairs. There might be a third option. Such as...

Something's been rattling around in the back of my head.

It's a long shot, but I'll need some help going through some old files.

I'm with you.

Welcome to Marvin's World, Marvin the Mad Fowler, as we call.

He has the uninvailable job of transferring all our old files to the microphone.

What are we looking for? Well, looking for public work-splute prints.

Post offices, 1916.

That's one of the last major renovation on the building, Mr. Mays.

Thank you.

What's that?

The original blueprint.

What are these?

They look to be service tunnels, so catacombs for the original building.

Can they be used to get inside?

They look

like they would cover it over in the 1916 rebuild.

Maybe here.

Looks like there could still be some access through the boiler room door.

Are you sure?

I learned a long time ago, nothing sure in this world.

What I'm looking for is something a little more simple and direct.

There.

What are they? Male slots. Old male

slots.

Take a look.

I'm running out of time here, it's nice. So the old post office.

See these cross hatchings? Yeah. They're male slots.

Plastered over for God, but the iron slots are still there.

One goes right into the return to. How big is it? Too small for a person.

They're gonna for a gun.

Spent some mentioning and a friend in there who knows how to use one.

That's what made me think of it.

With hawk at their backs. Armed.

Look, they're waiting for me to go back in with a medicine.

Talk to the commander.

This is Belsen. I need to speak to the Commander.

taken too long, Maggie. It's morning now and that chopper should have been here.

They are setting us up. Make them tellin' you.

Delivery boy.

this box.

need anymore food.

We need it! It's got to pop! Take it easy, Sal.

You know, some play with.

It's gonna be a delivery. The South Wall. Old mail slot. It's a long way to go.

I'll get it. I can get a talk.

10 minutes. OK, that's it. That's it, stop it! Leave them! Just stop them! Get out!

That's not much anymore.

You mean you can't get the chopper in? What is it?

Look, the pilot made a fly by. There's not enough clearance for his rotor blades.

He can't land. Why didn't he help the take you this time long to tell me this?

That doesn't matter. That doesn. It's not Sean. Come here.

We're going to show him we made business, no? You tell that guy. You tell him.

I'm gonna kill one of these people every five minutes until they get us out of here.

No.

What are you gonna do? What the hell are you going to do?

You're gonna kill everybody? Yeah! Yeah! That's what we've got to do. You are crazy!

Don't you ever say that to me, Maggie.

I'll never see that to me again.

That's it, your cop. Better give me something. And fast.

Look, I already told you, there's nothing I can do about the chopper.

Yeah

steps and then now.

Hold on.

We want transportation out of here.

You all right, we'll get a bus to you as soon as we can. I'm sick of soon cop when.

Call you back in five minutes.

I saw a granite. We couldn't have drilled through this rock. This is all original.

No plugs. We're the old slots.

The plants, something wasn't here when they constructed this.

be that easy.

Miss, I'm running

out of time here. You can buy me something. Just talk to Mickey.

Keep him talking as long as you can. Oh, please. I don't know what to say.

I mean, look, this isn't the Mickey I know.

I mean the guy I knew could have never done anything like this. Tell him that.

Talk to him. Or people are going to die. I can promise you that.

I know you're scared.

Thank you.

We're all scared.

Then we can say some lies, Mickey's included.

Yeah, come.

Hi, Mickey.

Oh, shit.

Look.

I'm really sorry I didn't listen to you earlier.

I came down as soon as I heard about all this stuff.

Okay, Mickey?

Yeah!

I'm okay.

Thank you.

We're gonna get out of this.

But I hope so, Mickey.

Thank you.

I am.

I just want to tell you.

I'm sorry I am.

So can't make it.

I understand why you did it.

at all.

And you, my friend.

I just got some tired of being a loser for you, you know?

you

What about the noise when you drop the gun?

Hey!

You got a problem?

I'm just nervous like everyone else. Do you mind if I walk around a bit?

I am.

still alive.

Bye.

Thank you.

What are you talking about?

And as they go on this gig, rather, you ain't

got the one chance, and that's with me.

Now.

and you do those people are best away.

Maybe I just hope you out.

either way.

It's time to get it all.

Hey.

guys do.

Good.

saves me a bullet.

I love you.

Huh?

Thank you.

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

guns in place.

Two late spent negotiations are over. What?

Thank you.

buses here.

coming out of town. Remember, I want to park on front.

Oh, my God!

Get out!

I'm not sure I'll make. I'm gonna start shooting. Let him. No, no, no.

So you was feeling? Right. Nice try, Sergeant. Yeah.

Sorry, Spencer. All units.

We are on full alert.

How do you access those catacombs? Stay well. Off the boiler room.

Mickey's got an announcement just for you.

Did you ever take a helicopter, right? We're going to take a bus to a helicopter.

If you value your life, you'll cooperate with us. I'm going to get up. Let's go.

Oh, shale. Shale, let's go!

Get up above the door. Above the door, above the doors. Above the doors?

door.

Come on, come on, Come on. Line up at the door tight. Get them out there now.

Tight, slow.

We're gonna take five minutes, baby steps down there to a bus.

Anyone who does anything stupid, anyone who does anything dumb is meat.

Do you understand that? Not your head if you understand.

if you understand.

not your heads.

Don't make any mistakes. Please.

Very rapid. It's close. Slowly. Very slowly. Go.

SHUT UP! I'm gonna put this back in the putter down!

Put it down!

Bye!

Sorry!

Really?

How you doing? All right, look. It looked like you're one of the good jacks.

Who told you, baby?

Much more, Mr. Speaker.

I'm gonna get him.

Move it!

And so the hours of horror had finally ended. Hawkewood survived, so it would bust.

But it was a bitter reminder of how so few can terrorize so many

that we must never give in to such acts of violence.

Frightening memories would remain, but for Susan and me, siege was over.