All language subtitles for Die.Hard.1988.iNTERNAL.DVDRip.XviD-iLLUSiON-CD1

You don't like flying, do you?

What gives you that idea?

You want to know the secret
to surviving air travel?

After you get where you're going,
take off your shoes and socks.

Then you walk around on the rug barefoot
and make fists with your toes.

Fists with your toes?

I know. It sounds crazy.

Trust me.
I've been doing it for nine years.

Yes, sir! Better than a shower
and a hot cup of coffee.

OK.

It's OK. I'm a cop.

Trust me.
I've been doing this for 11 years.

On behalf of the captain and the crew,

I'd like to welcome you to Los Angeles.

Have a very merry Christmas.

Flight 247 to Tucson
now boarding at gate 14.

Flight 247 to Tucson
now boarding at gate 14.

How do you do?

Ladies and gentlemen...

Ladies and gentlemen!

I want to congratulate
each and every one of you

for making this
one of the greatest years

in the history
of the Nakatomi Corporation.

On behalf of the Chief
Executive Officer, Mr. Ozu,

and the Board of Directors,

we thank you one and all

and wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy New Year!

Merry Christmas!
Happy New Year!

Hey, Holly.
What about dinner tonight?

Harry, it's Christmas Eve.

Families, stockings...

Chestnuts?

Rudolph and Frosty?

Any of these things ring a bell?

Actually, I was thinking more of

mulled wine, a nice aged Brie

and a roaring fireplace.
You know what I'm saying?

Ginny, it's 5.40. Go join the party.
Have some champagne.

You're making me feel
like Ebenezer Scrooge.

Thanks. Do you think the baby
can handle a little sip?

That baby's ready to tend bar.

Last chance.

Bye.

McClane residence.
Lucy McClane speaking.

Hello, Lucy McClane.
This is your mother speaking.

Mommy!
When are you coming home?

Pretty soon.

You'll be in bed
when I get there, though.

Let me talk to Paulina, OK, hon?

And no snooping around the house
looking for presents.

Is Daddy coming home with you?

Well, we'll see what

Santa and Mommy can do, OK?

Put Paulina on. Bye, honey.

Paulina!

Hola, Mrs. Holly.

Um, did Mr. McClane call?

No, Mrs. Holly. No telefono.

He probably didn't have time
before his flight.

It might be a good idea
to make up the spare bedroom

just in case.

Si, Mrs. Holly. I do that already.

What would I do without you, Paulina?

California!

Hey, I'm John McClane.

Argyle.

I'm your limo driver.

Nice bear.

OK... Argyle.

What do we do now?

I was, uh, hoping you could tell me.

It's my first time driving a limo.

That's OK.
It's my first time riding in one.

Relax.
We got everything in this mug, man.

Look at this... CD, CB, TV,

telephone, full bar, VHS.

If your friend's hot to trot,

I know a few mama bears
we can hook up with.

Or is he married?

He's married.

OK.

Sorry about that.
It's the girl's day off.

I didn't know
you were gonna sit up front.

Your lady live out here?

About the past six months.

Meaning you still live in New York?

You always ask
this many questions, Argyle?

Sorry. I used to drive a cab
and people would expect a little chitchat.

- So, you divorced?
- Just drive the car, man.

Hey, come on. You divorced?
You separated? She beat you up!?

She had a good job.
It turned into a great career.

- That meant she had to move here.
- You're very fast, Argyle.

So, why didn't you come?

Well?

Why didn't you come with her?

Because I'm a New York cop.

I got a backlog of New York scumbags
I'm still trying to put behind bars.

I can't just go that easy.

You thought she wasn't
gonna make it out here

and she'd come crawling back to you
so why bother to pack, right?

Like I said, you're very fast, Argyle.

Mind if we hear some tunes?

Hey, that'll work.

Don't you got any Christmas music?

This is Christmas music.

So your lady sees you,
you run into each other's arms,

the music comes up
and you live happily ever after, right?

I can live with that.

So, if it doesn't work out,
you got a place to stay?

I'll find a place.

I tell you what...

I'll wait in the parking garage. You score,
give me a call on the car phone.

I'll take your bags to the desk.
You strike out, I'll get you a hotel.

- You're all right, Argyle.
- Remember that when you sign for the tip.

- Hi.
- Good evening.

I'm here to see Holly McClane.

Just type it in there.

Cute toy.

Yeah, if you have to take a leak,
it'll even help you find your zipper.

Christ.

- Thirtieth floor?
- The party.

They're the only ones
left in the building.

Take the express elevator.

Get off where you hear the noise.

Thanks.

- Champagne, sir?
- Yeah, thanks.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Hey! Merry Christmas!

Jesus.

Fuckin' California!

I couldn't agree with you more.

Why don't I talk to him right now?

Hi. I'm looking for...

- Holly Gennero.
- Yeah.

Then you must be John McClane.

Joe Takagi.
How was your ride in?

Nice. I have you to thank for that?

Seemed the least we could do.

- Quite a place you have here.
- It will be if we ever get it finished.

Still several floors under construction.

Holly went to fax some documents.
She should be back any minute.

In the meanwhile,
her office is back here.

Ellis?

I was just making a call.
This was the nearest phone.

I want you to meet John McClane,

Holly's husband.

Holly's policeman.

Ellis is in charge
of international development.

Heard a lot about you.

You missed some.

Can I get you anything?

Food? Cake?
Some watered-down champagne?

No, thank you. I'm fine.

You throw quite a party.

I didn't realize they celebrated
Christmas in Japan.

We're flexible.

Pearl Harbor didn't work out,
so we got you with tape decks.

It's sort of a double celebration.
We closed a pretty big deal today

and a lot of it was due to Holly.
Right, Joe?

I'll be out in a couple of minutes.

John.

Have you met everyone?

We've been sticking him with spears.

Of course he has.

She was made for the business.
Tough as nails.

I was hoping you made that flight.

Show him the watch.

Later.

Show him. Are you embarrassed?

It's just a small token of appreciation

for all her hard work. It's a Rolex.

I'm sure I'll see it later.

Is there a place
where I could wash up?

Sure.

You have to forgive Ellis.

He gets very depressed
this time of year.

He thought "he" was
God's greatest gift, you know?

I know the type.

I think he's got his eye on you.

That's OK. I have my eye
on his private bathroom.

Where are you staying?
Things happened so fast

I didn't get a chance
to ask you on the phone.

Cappy Roberts retired out here.

Oh, yeah?

He said I could bunk with him.

Cappy retired, huh?
Where's he live?

- Romona.
- Ha! Pomona.

- Huh?
- Pomona.

- Pomona.
- Yeah.

You'll be in the car half the time.

Why don't we make it easy?
I have a spare bedroom.

It's not huge or anything, but

the kids would love to have you
at the house.

They would, huh?

I would, too.

Sorry.

I missed you.

Didn't miss my name, though, huh?

Except maybe
when you're signing checks?

Since when did you start using
Ms. Gennero?

This is a Japanese company.
They figure a married woman's...

You "are" a married woman.

This conversation again?
We did this in July.

We never finished this conversation.

I had an opportunity. I had to take it.

No matter what it did to our marriage.

It only changed your idea
of our marriage.

You have no clue what my idea...

I know exactly what your idea
of our marriage should be.

Ms. Gennero, I...

Excuse me.

Hi.

Um, Mr. Takagi is looking for you.

He wants you to say something
to the troops.

Thank you.

Speech time.

Be back in a few minutes.

That was great, John.

Good job. Very mature.

So Kareem rebounds.

Feeds Worthy on the break,
over to AC, to Magic,

then back to Worthy.

Boom! Two points.

We're in.

Links,

rechts,

und wieder links.

Son of a bitch.

Fists with your toes.

Yeah, Argyle?

How's it going?

All right. Where are you?

Down at the garage.
What's with you and your lady?

The vote's not in yet.

- Hey, Bruder.
- Moment.

Nein! Nein! Nein!

Argyle?

Mac, you there? Hello?

You know the number. Use it.

Stay calm.
Everything's going to be fine.

Everything's going to be fine.

Shit!

Think.

Think.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Due to the Nakatomi Corporation's
legacy of greed around the globe

they're about to be taught a lesson
in the "real" use of power.

You will be witnesses.

Now

where is Mr. Takagi?

Joseph Yashinobo Takagi,

born Kyoto, 1937

Don't move.

Family emigrated to San Pedro,
California, 1939,

interned at Manzanar, 1942 to '43,

scholarship student,
University of California,

1955.

Law degree, Stanford, 1962.

MBA, Harvard, 1970.

President, Nakatomi Trading.

Vice Chairman,
Nakatomi Investment Group...

Enough.

And father

of five.

I am Takagi.

How do you do?

It's a pleasure to meet you.

OK, 32... construction,
33... computers.

Nice suit.

John Phillips, London.

I have two myself.

Rumor has it
Arafat buys his there.

- This way?
- On the left.

And when Alexander saw
the breadth of his domain

he wept, for there were
no more worlds to conquer.

The benefits of a classical education.

Ohh, that's beautiful.

I always enjoyed to make models
when I was a boy.

The exactness, the attention
to every conceivable detail.

It's beautiful.

Is this what this is all about?
Our project in Indonesia?

Contrary to what you people may think,

we're going to develop
that region, not exploit it.

I believe you.
I read the article in "Forbes."

Mr. Takagi,

I could talk about industrialization
and men's fashions all day

but I'm afraid work must intrude

and my associate here
has some questions for you.

Sort of fill-in-the-blanks questions,
actually.

I don't have that code.

You broke in here
to access our computer?

Any information you could get

when they wake up in Tokyo,
they'll change it.

You won't be able to blackmail
our executives...

Sit... down!

Mr. Takagi, I'm really not
interested in your computer.

But I need the code key

because I "am" interested
in the $640 million

in negotiable bearer bonds
that you have locked in your vault

and the computer
controls the vault.

You want money?

What kind of terrorists are you?

Who said we were terrorists?

The bonds represent, at most

10 days' operating capital
for your parent organization.

It's really no more
than a temporary inconvenience.

Now...

the code, please.

It's useless to you.

There are seven safeguards on our vault
and the code key's only one of them.

You'll never get it open.

Then there's no reason
not to tell it to us.

- I told you.
- It's not over yet.

It's a very nice suit, Mr. Takagi.

It would be a shame to ruin it.

I'm going to count to three.

There will not be a four.

Give me the code.

One,

two,

- three,
- I don't know it.

Get on a jet to Tokyo
and ask the chairman.

You're just gonna have to kill me.

OK.

We do it the hard way.

Tony, see if you can dispose of that.

Karl, you better check on Heinrich's work
up on the machine floor.

Nothing.

See to Heinrich.

Now

you "can" break the code?

You didn't bring me
for my charming personality.

Argyle, tell me you heard the shots.

You're calling the police right now.

Of course I'm still coming by later.

Sweetheart, have I ever lied to you?

My boss? He thinks
I'm on my way to Vegas.

Uli, get up on the pipes.

Marco, you go through here.

I'll throw you the cord.

Hans, we're on the roof.

Here.

Uli.

30 minutes to break the code,

two hours, two and a half hours
for the five mechanicals, at the minimum.

The 7th lock, however,
is out of my hands.

I'm sorry?

The 7th lock...
the electromagnetic seal.

You do understand the circuits
cannot be cut locally?

Trust me.

Why the fuck
didn't you stop him, John?

'Cause then you'd be dead, too,
asshole.

Think, goddamn it! Think!

We've got a fire alarm.

Call 911.

Give them the guard's name
and cancel the alarm.

Then disable the sys...

Eddie, on what floor
did the alarm go off?

Shall we go?

Nein.

Yes.

Hello, baby.
Come to Papa. Come on.

Ah ha ha ha!

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby. Come to Papa.

I'll kiss your fuckin' Dalmatian.

You stupid motherfuckers!
No! No!

Turn the fuckin' truck around!

The fire has been called off, my friend.

No-one is coming to help you.

You might as well come out
and join the others.

I promise I won't hurt you.

Drop it, dickhead. It's the police.

You won't hurt me.

Yeah? Why not?

Because you're a policeman.

There are rules for policemen.

Yeah, that's what my captain
keeps telling me.

Bet your ass I wish to proceed.

Nine million terrorists in the world

and I got to kill one with feet
smaller than my sister.

I wanted this to be professional,

efficient, adult, cooperative.

Not a lot to ask.

Alas, your Mr. Takagi
did not see it that way

so he won't be joining us
for the rest of his life.

We can go any way you want it.

You can walk out of here
or be carried out

but have no illusions...
we are in charge.

So... decide now, each of you

and please remember

we have left nothing to chance.

It's Tony!

Get them back!

Now I have a machine gun.

Ho... ho... ho.

A security guard we missed?

They're usually tired old policemen.
No, this is something else.

We have to do something, Hans.

Yes, we do.

Tell Karl his brother is dead.

Tell him to come down.

Karl... komm sofort.

Franco, Fritz, take the body upstairs

and out of sight.

I don't want the hostages
to think too much.

Komm sofort. Schnell.

I want blood!

You'll have it, but let
Heinrich plant the detonators

and Theo prepare the vault.
After we call the police,

you can tear the building apart
looking for this man

but until then,
do not alter the plan!

And if "he" alters it?

What do you think?

Something's wrong.

Cops?

- John.
- John?

He can fuck this whole thing up.

What does he think he's doing?

His job.

Bullshit.
His job's 3,000 miles away.

Without him, we still have
a chance to get out of here.

Tell that to Takagi.

Mayday, Mayday,
anyone copying channel nine.

Terrorists have seized
the Nakatomi building

and are holding
at least 30 people hostage.

I repeat.
Unknown number of terrorists

six or more
armed with automatic weapons

at Nakatomi Plaza,

Century City.

Where's the best place to transmit?

The roof!

Go! Go!

It's the same address
as that fire signal.

I'll handle it.

Attention, whoever you are,

this channel is reserved
for emergency calls only.

No fucking shit, lady!
Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza?

No-one kills him but me.

They have already killed one hostage.

They are fortifying their positions
while you're jerkin' me off on the radio!

Sir, I've already told you.

This is a reserved channel.

If this is an emergency call,
dial 911 on your telephone.

Otherwise, I'll report this
as an FCC violation.

Fine! Report me!
Come the fuck down here and arrest me!

Just send the police now!

See if a black and white can drive by.

Thought you guys just ate doughnuts.

- They're for my wife.
- Yeah.

- She's pregnant.
- Yeah.

Bag it.

Big time.

Thanks.

Dispatch to 8-Lincoln-30. Over.

This is 8-Lincoln-30.

Investigate a code two
at Nakatomi Plaza, Century City.

8-Lincoln-30 to Dispatch.
I'm on my way.

Girls.

Shit! Where the fuck is it?

Oh, my God.

He's in the elevator shaft.

Perfect.

The elevators are locked off.
He can't escape.

Just shut him in
and come back down.

Oh, fuck.

Karl, the police are probably
on their way

already.

Karl?

Christ.

I can stall them,
but not if they hear gunshots.

If you lock him in,
he'll be neutralized...

"Come out to the coast!"

"We'll get together,
have a few laughs."

Now I know
what a TV dinner feels like.

Such!

Karl, komm! Die polizei!

Karl, die polizei!

Well, it's about time.

No signs of disturbance, Dispatch.

Roger. Possible crank call.

Check the area again and confirm.

Who's driving this car,
Stevie Wonder?

I do see a guard inside.

I'm gonna go in for a closer look.

Use caution.

Eddie?

I had a feelin' you'd be calling.

Evenin', officer.
What can I do for you?

We had that false alarm.

You ask me, that goddamn
computer sent you

on another wild-goose chase.

They been chasing bugs in this system
ever since they installed it.

...Notre Dame on top of USC.

Aw, shit!

I got 50 bucks bet on them assholes.

Come on, come on,
where's the fucking cavalry?

...was good for 52 yards.

Mind if I look around?

Help yourself.

27 seconds left in this first period.
Seven to nothing, Notre Dame.

The Irish driving 74 yards
in eight plays...

I'll put this fuckin'...

Freeze, motherfucker! Drop it!

Don't shoot!

- Put the gun down!
- OK! Don't shoot!

Drop that fuckin' gun!

Marco, down!

Ah, to hell with this!

You are done!

No more table!
Where are you going, pal?

Next time you have a chance
to kill someone,

don't hesitate.

Thanks for the advice.

- Sorry to waste your time.
- No problem at all.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas to you.

Oh, the weather outside is frightful

Dum de dum delightful

Oh, for the love...

8-Lincoln-30 to Dispatch.

Go ahead.

A wild-goose chase
over here at Nakatomi Plaza.

Everything here's OK. Over.

But nobody has no place to go

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Shit!

Goddamn it! Jesus H Christ!

Welcome to the party, pal!

Goddamn it!

Get someone here now, goddamn it!

Policeman under automatic
rifle fire at Nakatomi!

I need backup assistance now!

Now, goddamn it! Now!

Monica, I can get us a table.

Wolfgang and I
are very close friends.

I interviewed him, for God's sake.

...Nakatomi.

Repeat.
Officer needs assistance at...

I'm at Nakatomi Plaza.

They're turning my car
into Swiss cheese!

I need backup assistance now!

Now, goddamn it! Now!

Never thought
I'd love to hear that sound.

All of you relax.

This is a matter
of inconvenient timing, that's all.

Police action was inevitable

and, as it happens, necessary.

So, let them fumble about outside
and stay calm.

This is simply the beginning.

I told you all I wanted
radio silence until...

I'm very sorry, Hans.
I didn't get that message.

Maybe you should have put it
on the bulletin board.

I figured since I waxed Tony
and Marco and his friend here,

I figured you and Karl
and Franco might be lonely

so I wanted to give you a call.

How does he know
so much about us?

That's very kind of you.

I assume you are
our mysterious party crasher.

You are most troublesome

for a security guard.

Eeeh! Sorry, Hans. Wrong guess.

Would you like to go for double jeopardy
where the scores can really change?

Mm, these are very bad for you.

Who are you, then?

Just the fly in the ointment, Hans.

The monkey in the wrench,

the pain in the ass.

Whoa!

Check on all the others.
Don't use the radio.

See if he's lying about Marco

and find out
if anyone else is missing.

Mr. Mystery Guest,

are you still there?

Yeah, I'm still here

unless you want to open
the front door for me.

No, I'm afraid not

but you have me at a loss.

You know my name, but who are you?

Just another American
who saw too many movies as a child?

Another orphan
of a bankrupt culture

who thinks he's John Wayne,
Rambo, Marshal Dillon?

I was always partial
to Roy Rogers, actually.

I liked those sequined shirts.

Do you really think you have
a chance against us, Mr. Cowboy?

Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.

I'll beat everyone if I get a remote.

Sam, I don't have the new pages.

Harvey, keep your pants on.

Sam, I'm begging you.

Simon's with the remote.
I'll tell him to swing by.

I won't sit on this!

This is my story!
I'm going out there!

Look, Sam. Tell you what.

You don't give me a truck,
I'll steal a truck.

Give us a break, Thornburg.

Eat it, Harvey!

...four, three, two,

one.

Harvey, we're on the air.

Good evening.
This is Harvey Johnson.

And I'm Gail Wallens.

This is Nightline News at 10.00.

Our top stories
on this Christmas Eve...

Take truck number five.
Get out of here.

He wasn't lying about Marco.
He's down on the street.

The other man was Heinrich

and his bag is missing.

He had the detonator.

Theo.

Theo.

Yo!

We may have some problems.
How's our schedule?

Three down, four to go.

Then don't waste time

talking to me.

This is Sergeant Al Powell

of the Los Angeles
Police Department.

If the person who radioed for help

can hear me on this channel,

acknowledge this transmission.

I say again,

if the person who radioed
for help can hear me,

acknowledge this transmission!

I read you, pal.
You the guy in the car?

What's left of him.

Can you identify yourself?

Not now. Maybe later.

Listen fast. This is a party line.

The neighbors got itchy trigger fingers.

All right, here's the deal.

You got 30 or so hostages
on the 30th floor.

The leader's name is Hans.

We have to find him and shut him up.

He's telling them everything!

Let him. I'm waiting for the FBI.

He can waste
as much time as he likes

but we must find the bag, Fritz.

They have a freakin' arsenal here.

We must have the detonators.

They got missiles, automatic weapons,

and enough plastic explosives
to orbit Arnold Schwarzenegger.

They're down to nine now,
counting the skydiver you met.

These guys are mostly European

judging by their clothing labels and

cigarettes.

They're well-financed and very slick.

How do you know that?

I've seen enough phony IDs in my time

to recognize the ones they got
must have cost a fortune.

Add all that up. I don't know
what the fuck it means

but you got
some bad-ass perpetrators

and they're here to stay.

I hear you, partner.

LA's finest are on it,

so light 'em if you got 'em.

Way ahead of you, partner.

So what do I call you?

Call me...

Roy.

Listen up, Roy,
if you think of anything else,

don't be shy, OK?

In the meantime, find a safe place
and let us do our job.

They're all yours, Al.

Who's talking to 'em?

I am, sir.
Sergeant Powell. Al Powell.

Dwayne Robinson. What's the deal?

What do these pricks want?

If you mean the terrorists,

we haven't heard a peep from them.

Who have you been talking to?

We don't know.
He won't give us his name.

But he appears to be
the one who phoned.

He's killed one terrorist for sure
and claims he capped off two others.

He claims?

Powell, has it occurred to you

he could be
one of the terrorists pulling your chain

or some nutcase in there?

I don't think so.
In fact, I think he's a cop,

maybe not LAPD,
But he's definitely a badge.

- How do you know that?
- A hunch... things he said

like being able to spot a phony ID.

Jesus Christ, Powell!

He could be a fucking bartender
for all we know!

TV's here.

Oh, shit.

I have a request.

What idiot put you in charge?

You did

when you murdered my boss.

Now everybody's looking to me.

Personally, I'd pass on the job.

I don't enjoy being this close to you.

Go on.

We have a pregnant woman.

Relax. She's not due
for a couple weeks

but sitting on that rock
isn't doing her back any good.

So I'd like permission to move her
to an office with a sofa.

No, but I'll have a sofa
brought out. Good enough?

Good enough.

And unless you like it messy,

start bringing us
in groups to the bathroom.

Yes. You're right.

It will be done.

Was there something else?

No, thank you.

Mr. Takagi
chose his people well, Mrs...?

Gennero.

Ms. Gennero.

We interrupt this program
for a special news bulletin.

This is Richard Thornburg
live from Century City.