The Taking of Pelham One Two Three (1974) Movie Script

Okay, kid, out loud now,
so as I can hear what you're sayin'.
I'm checkin' the passengers, getting on and off.
Front and back.
- Yeah.
- Shuttin' the doors.
Rear section first.
Then the front section.
And the doors are closed.
Now I'm checkin' indicator lights
to make sure the doors are locked.
I remove my key, go back out the window
for a distance of three car lengths...
... to make sure
no one's bein' dragged.
51st Street next stop.
Next stop, 51st Street.
How'd I do?
Now you take my advice, kid.
You serve your six months,
and then you put in for the motorman.
Watch it now, we're comin' in.
- 59th Street.
- No, it ain't.
51st Street.
Sorry, this station is 51st Street.
Never say you're sorry, kid.
Someone may come back here
and hit you in your damn nose!
Grand Central Station next stop.
Next stop, Grand Central.
If I was you I'd start studyin'
for that motorman exam right now.
Tell you the truth, Mr. Matts on,
I have been.
Wanna hear some?
Every car in the IRT is 72 feet long.
Costs $150,000,
weighs 75,000 lbs.
This is where I be getting off.
Hang in there, you're doin' fine.
Yeah, I'll see ya.
Hey, what's the rush, chief?
We ain't gonna leave without ya!
33rd Street next stop.
Next stop is 33rd.
What's wrong, dude?
Ain't you never seen a sunset before?
Hey! How am I supposed
to see with you...?
- Holy God! What do you want?
- I'm taking your train.
You're takin' my train?
Hey!
Turn around.
I got s-s-somethin' to show ya.
- What's goin' on?
- Shut up!
I won't tell you again.
Open the door
or I'll blow your head off.
May I get by, please?
No, you don't wanna go in there.
Suppose I do anyway?
Then I'll shoot
your pee-pee off.
Now just go back out the window
and tell me what you see.
- Someone leanin' against the head car.
- The second he comes aboard...
... you sh-sh-shut the doors.
Keep your hand off
the microphone, buddy.
- All right, Mr. Green?
- 100 percent, Mr. Blue.
Get moving, will you?
Shelley, give that to the meathead
upstairs, will ya?
Okay. Right this way.
Just follow me.
Shelley, have you seen
Lieutenant Garber?
Right over there.
Oh! Lieutenant, it's so nice of you
to leave your duties long enough...
... to escort our distinguished
guests around the facilities.
May I present to you
Mr. Yashimura.
Mr. Matsumoto.
Mr. Tomashita.
And Mr. Naka... Nakabashi.
Uh, these gentlemen are all directors of
the Tokyo Metropolitan Subway System.
And gentlemen, I'd like you to meet
Lieutenant Zachary Garber...
... of our own New York
Transit Authority Police.
A pleasure, gentlemen.
When you're finished,
send them up to 13.
The chairman would like to say
goodbye to them personally, okay?
- Sayonara!
- Sayonara!
Follow me, gentlemen.
New York City Subway is the largest
in the world, with 237 miles of track, 7,000...
Gentlemen, please.
New York City Subway is the largest
in the world. 7,000 cars, 237 miles of track...
- Say "when", Mr. Blue.
- You just keep going, will you?
You're still in switchin'.
Why don't you peg it up?
- You're green all the way.
- We're in no hurry.
- Your cold sounds pretty bad.
- I woke up in the middle of the night with it.
- What happened?
- Must've bucked.
- You told me you could drive this thing.
- It wasn't me.
It's the train.
She bucks all the time. She's a dog.
This is the headquarters
of the Transit Police...
... which occupies the entire
second floor of this building.
We call it the nerve center.
Right over here, the status board
pinpoints the disposition...
... Of every Transit Authority patrolman
presently in the field.
That's it.
Get a good shot of that.
Things are usually jumpin'
pretty good in here.
I suppose you gentlemen have your share
of crime in the Tokyo subways, right?
Right?
Well, that's the way it goes.
These are the assignment desks.
One for each of the lines.
The BMT, the IRT,
here's the IND.
There's our artist in residence.
And right through here is our operations
lieutenant, Mr. Rico Patrone...
... who, on weekends,
works for the Mafia.
Rico, I'd like you to meet some
good friends of the chairman.
- Hiya.
- Very good friends, Rico.
Hiya.
Rico, these are the directors
of the Tokyo subway.
Why don't you tell
these gentlemen about...
... some of the exciting things that happened
in the New York City Subway System lately.
Well, we had a bomb scare
in the Bronx yesterday.
But it turned out
to be a cantaloupe.
I'm busy, Zach, okay?
In the course
of a normal work week...
... the average TA policeman deals with
such crimes as robbery, assault...
... murder, drunkenness...
... illness, vandalism...
... mishegaas...
... abusiveness,
sexual molestation...
... exhibitionism...
- What's your name, motorman?
- Denny Doyle, sir.
- Ever been written up?
- Yes, sir. Once.
- What for?
- Runnin' a red signal. How about you?
Twice.
Once on the Canarsie...
That's right, Mr. Green.
Tell Mr. Doyle all about yourself, will you?
Okay. Stop it about here.
I'm takin' your brake handle
and the reverse key, Denny.
I want your cuttin' key also.
That's it.
You'll be hearing from Command Center
in a minute or two.
You won't answer, you will ignore the call.
Is that clear, Mr. Doyle?
Yes, sir.
They can call all they want. I'm deaf.
- Thanks, Mr. Grey.
- Don't mention it, Mr. Green, right?
Right.
Let's have your cab key,
conductor.
I can't do that.
I ain't supposed to do that.
You got three seconds to live,
conductor.
One, two...
Okay, okay, okay.
It'll mean my job.
What's he gonna do?
You wouldn't want me to spoil
the s-s-surprise, would you?
Until then, stay where you are.
Go back to normal speed when...
Leland!
Command Center callin' Pelham 123.
Come in, please.
Sorry, I couldn't help it.
It was automatic.
Pelham 123, do you read me?
Come in, Pelham 123.
Pelham 123,
where the fuck are you?
Hey!
What's the goddamn hurry?
I told you, one of my men dropped
his wedding ring down the john!
- What are you runnin' for?
- Who's runnin'?
- How come that gate ain't locked?
- Who's gonna steal a subway train?
Grand Central Tower callin' Command Center.
Have you picked up on Pelham 123 yet?
Keep your shirt on.
That's what we're tryin' to find out.
- What'd he say?
- They're backed up all along the line.
Jesus Christ, Caz, you picked
a hell of a day to be late!
You wanted a plumber
down here, didn't ya?
- Whose goddamn wedding ring was it?
- Mrs. Jenkins'. But, Caz...
Sorry, Mr. Dolowicz.
It just slipped off.
Why was your hand
in the john anyway?
- My hand wasn't...
- Go fish it out, would ya?
The toilet's behind the board.
Caz, listen to me!
There's a train down!
Classification's been open
to a woman for only a month...
... and already
we're in a goddamn toilet!
- What the hell's that?
- Marino's been tryin' to tell ya.
He's layin' down
between 28th and 23rd.
- What the hell for? How long?
- A couple, three minutes.
Command Center's been tryin' to raise
him, but he don't answer his phone.
- Jeez, Caz, why don't he answer his radio?
- Take it easy.
- No, I'm not!
- Maybe his radio's busted...
... and the son of a bitch is too lazy
to climb down and use the phone.
I'm gonna write him up for this!
I'm gonna have his ass!
Hey, it's movin'.
For Jesus Christ's sake,
the dumb bastard is movin' backwards.
Look!
He left the front car behind.
The goddamn board
must be busted.
He stopped again.
Well, stopped is better
than backwards at least.
- Jesus Christ! What was that?
- What was what?
- I didn't know these things went backwards.
- Now you know.
Would you mind tellin' me
what you gentlemen are doing?
Yeah, I would.
Come in, Pelham 123.
Come in.
- All right, Mr. Green?
- Smooth as silk, Mr. Blue.
- How do you feel?
- Oh, great.
Get out, Doyle.
Here's your gun. Get going.
We're already two minutes late.
Pelham 123.
Do you hear me, Pelham 123?
Hey, look.
The front car's movin'.
- And forward this time!
- Yeah, yeah. I've got eyes, haven't I?
What's goin' on down there?
Are you children with anybody?
You children...
you with anybody?
- Yeah. My mother.
- Tommy...
Go back and join her.
- Why?
- Go back and join your mother.
Mom, we wanna play.
Your attention, please.
Now then,
you'll all remain seated.
Anybody who tries to rise
is going to get shot.
- There's another one!
- Shut up!
Move up a bit, Mr. Doyle.
Now, ladies and gentlemen,
you see this gun?
It fires 750 rounds of 9-millimeter
ammunition per minute.
In other words, if all of you
simultaneously were to rush me...
... hot a single one of you would get
any closer than you are right now.
Hey, mom,
are those real guns?
I do hope
I have made myself understood.
He stopped again.
The crazy dumb-ass son of a bitch
stopped again.
He's halfway between stations!
- What the hell...?
- Pure mental case.
I'm gonna nail his pecker
to the goddamn wall for this.
- Caz, take it easy, will ya?
- Oh, come on!
If I gotta watch my language because
they let a few broads in, I'm gonna quit!
How can you run a goddamn railroad
without swearin'?!
Grand Central Terminal, this is the train master.
Who's in charge down there?
It's for you, Mr. Dolowicz.
It's me, Frank. Caz Dolowicz.
We're watchin' it on the board.
What the hell good is watchin' it?!
I got trains pilin' up behind it!
- Get some supervision down there!
- It's on its way, Frank.
I'll be back.
- I've turned off the power.
- All right.
All right, everybody in this part
of the car, move to the back.
Come on. Everybody in the front part
of the car move to the back.
- What the hell is goin' on?
- Move back, please, and sit down.
May I say something, please?
- Please, listen to me...
- Be quiet and sit down!
- Let's go, honey. Let's go.
- Don't touch...
All right, Mr. Doyle.
What are you gonna do?
- What about this one?
- Let her sleep.
What you're going to do,
Mr. Doyle, is to go back...
... collect all the passengers
from the cars we've cut loose...
... and walk them
to 28th Street station.
I don't know...
People hate to get off in a tunnel...
Just do as you're told.
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Can I go with him?
I got this very important appointment to see.
Nobody else leaves.
Aw, shit...
I'm sure you wouldn't mind
if the children were to go.
Sit down, madam. Didn't you hear what I said?
I said nobody else leaves.
Excuse me, mister. Don't you think
we should be let in on what's happening?
What's happening, sir...
... is that you're being held by four very
dangerous men armed with machine guns.
Ask a foolish question...
- Be quiet.
- Come on, shut up.
Be quiet! Nothing will happen
as long as you obey my orders.
Shit, man. That's what they said in Vietnam,
and I still got my ass shot full of lead.
Shut your mouth, nigger!
- And keep it shut.
- Mr. Grey!
It's terrible.
Who asked you to look?
All right, Mr. Green?
The power's off
from 14th Street to 33rd.
All four tracks.
Local and express.
- The north and the southbound.
- Why am I still seeing lights in this tunnel?
That's emergency.
They run on AC like the signals.
- Stop that, will you?
- Sorry.
- Leave the door open.
- Command Center calling Pelham.
Did you cut off the power down there?
Without callin' to explain?
Now you listen to me, Pelham 123.
Cut this out and answer me.
You're screwing up the whole
New York City subway system.
Gentlemen, this is
the TA Command Center, come on in.
A lot of laughs in here.
Terrific place.
You see, each train is identified by the name
of its terminus and the time of its departure.
Thus an express train leavin' Woodlawn
at 6:30 p.m...
... would be Woodlawn 6-3-0.
While on its return trip its destination
might be, uh... let's say, like, Flatbush 8-2-5.
I hope you're memorizin' all this junk.
I'm gonna ask questions later.
- Hey, hey, Garber, what's the matter with you?
- Don't worry.
They don't understand a word of English.
This way, dummies. Step this way, dummies.
Over here is Frank Correll, the Lord Byron
of the New York City Subway System.
Observe the way fire and smoke
shoot out of his ears.
- Don't bug me, Garber. I got troubles here.
- What's the matter?
A train is down, its radio's dead, the
power's off, and it's dumped its load.
Aside from that,
everything's ginger-peachy.
What time is it, Mr. Green?
2:10.
Right. Time to talk to them.
- Is something troubling you?
- I think I'm gonna die today.
That's entirely possible.
This is Pelham 123
to Command Center.
This is Pelham 123 to
Command Center.
- Do you read me?
- There he is.
Okay, we'll leave him alone
to his problems.
Where have you been?
What are you tryin' to do?
Screw up this entire railroad
single-handedly?
- I want an explanation and it better be good!
- Your train has been taken.
- What?
- Repeat, your train has been taken.
Hey, shut up in here!
Shut up!
I said shut it, everybody!
Shut it up, everybody,
goddamn it!
What do you mean
the train has been taken?
- Are you the motorman?
- Negative.
Then who are you?
Nobody's authorized to be in that cab
except the lousy motorman.
- Identify yourself.
- Listen, Train Master.
Your locomotive has been hijacked
by a group of heavily armed men.
It what?
We are holding 17 passengers and
the conductor hostage in the first car.
I am quite prepared to kill any or all of them
if you do not obey my commands to the letter.
- Have I made myself quite clear?
- You're outta your skull!
Be that as it may, get out a pen,
take down our list of demands.
Hey, now wait a minute.
Hold on. Stand by.
Why would anybody hijack
a goddamn subway train?
Hit your six button, Frank.
I want the TA police in on this.
What are all these China men
doin' in here?
Holy Christ, I forgot.
Charlie, take these monkeys up to 13.
It is all right, Lieutenant Garber.
I am sure we can find it by ourselves.
And thank you for
a most instructive visit, Lieutenant.
A most exciting tour, Lieutenant.
Most exciting. Most exciting.
Garber to Patrone.
Garber to Patrone.
Come in, Patrone.
This is Patrone.
Rico, I want you to plug everythin' you got
into the IRT train master's circuit.
And all units stand by
on the double.
Call in the City cops.
Put it on a 911 so their computer gets it.
- What's up, Z?
- You won't believe it.
- I'll believe anythin'
- A train's been hijacked.
I don't believe it.
When did the power go?
- Hey! Conductor, when did the power go?
- Who wants to know?
Me! The supervisor of the Grand
Central Tower wants to know!
Oh, yes, sir! A couple of minutes ago!
Hey, what happened down there?
Who wants to know!
- No, nobody's hurt!
- What's goin' on?
I don't know what's goin' on!
What?
- What happened?
- Nothin' happened, lady.
- Was anybody killed?
- Nobody's killed.
On the left now, watch out for "the third rail.
On the left now.
What the hell is this,
for Christ's sake?
Your attention, please,
ladies and gentlemen.
I'm sure the more intelligent of you
have worked out you're all hostages.
Oh, my God...!
Isn't that wonderful...?
- Hostages.
- What did you think? Guests?
When we get what we want,
you'll be released unharmed.
Until then, you'll continue to do
precisely as you're told.
Excuse me, sir. What's going to happen
to us if you don't get what you want?
Excuse me, sir.
We are going to get what we want.
I don't give a damn
what they were armed with.
They were gonna kill me
for God's sake!
You're like the captain of the ship!
You're supposed to go down with it!
- Horseshit!
- Oh, lady, butt out!
Tell Command Center
I'll be on my way to investigate!
I wouldn't go
down there if I was you!
I know you wouldn't!
You work for the subway, mister?
Tell 'em I'm gonna sue!
- I'm gonna sue their ass off!
- Yeah!
Pelham 123
to Command Center.
Do you read me? Are you ready
to take down our list of demands?
I'm listening, you animal.
What do you want?
- Do you have your pen?
- Go on, for Pete's sake!
It's important you understand
three things.
One, Pelham 123
is completely within our control.
Two, we are all armed
with automatic weapons.
Three, we have no scruples whatsoever
about Killing.
- Do you understand me so far?
- I understand you fine, you lunatic.
- You'll never get away with this!
- Inform the mayor...
... that we demand one million dollars cash
for the release of the car and all the hostages.
- That'll be the day.
- The time is now 2:13.
The money must be in our hands
not later than 3:13.
One hour from now.
If the money is not in our hands, we'll kill
one hostage for every minute you're late.
Keep dreamin', maniac.
If anybody attempts to interfere -
anyone, in any way -
... we will begin killing the hostages
immediately.
- Confirm, please.
- Zach! Zach!
- Pelham 123, come in, please.
- This is Pelham.
Identify yourself, please.
This is Lieutenant Zachary Garber
of the Transit Police.
- Identify yourself, please.
- I'm the man who stole your train.
Sir, there's no way you can get away with this.
You are underground in a tunnel.
Why do you concern yourself
with that?
At precisely 3:13 we are going
to begin executing the hostages.
You'd better get in touch with the mayor
and get back to me for my further instructions.
Over and out.
Son of a bitch has got me backed up
all the way to the Bronx!
What is this, a circus?
Let's get back to work!
Rico, did you get that?
I only got your end of it,
but I could piece it together.
It's crazy.
The guy's got a heavy English accent.
He could be a fruitcake.
We got anybody at 28th Street?
Just checkin' it out.
Yeah, he's around there somewhere.
Tell him to hold the fort.
Could be all day
before the City cops show up.
- They're never around when you need 'em.
- Will doozy.
Lex 28. Lex 28.
Come in, please.
- Patrolman James.
- This is Lieutenant Patrone.
- Where are you?
- 28th Street, southbound.
Look, Lieutenant, everything's cooled out.
I mean nothing's happening. What's goin' on?
Look, don't react to this,
but a train's been hijacked.
- Holy shit.
- For God's sake, don't say anything.
Oh, there's a supervisor
from Grand Central Tower missing.
Yeah, I saw him a few minutes ago.
He went down the track on foot.
Shit... Look, you better go after him.
See If you can turn him back.
Yes, sir.
All I know is I am the goddamn
mayor of the goddamn city of New York...
... the second most important
elective office in the entire country...
... and you tell me I gotta lay here and suffer
like every other schlub in the country?
I'm sorry you have the flu,
Mr. Mayor.
There's nothing more
I can do.
There's one more thing.
Get out!
You can't fight City Hall.
Couple number two,
Arthur and Eleanor you have 20 points.
Answer the bonus question correctly,
and you'll move into first place.
Yeah?
Al its Warren.
I'm comin' upstairs.
Don't tell me.
I don't wanna know.
I'm comin' up.
Can't you handle it, Warren?
You are the goddamn
deputy mayor of the city of...
Sure I can handle it.
Like I handle every other filthy, stinkin' job...
... in this whole miserable city,
but I'm not gonna do it.
What is it?
Another strike?
All right, all right.
I can take another strike.
A gang of men has hijacked
a subway train.
A gang of men...?
Has hijacked a subway train.
They want a million dollars for it.
Come on up.
Couple number one, Plum and Rushdie,
are the winners of today's Newlywed Game!
Missed it...
What do you want, Mr. Green?
- Is everythin' okay?
- Go and sit down.
I do not want Mr. Grey and Mr. Brown
alone with the passengers.
- Don't you trust them?
- I trust Mr. Brown.
I do not trust Mr. Grey.
I think that Mr. Grey
is an enormous arrogant pain in the arse...
... who could turn out to be trouble.
I also think that he is mad.
Why do you think
they threw him out of the Mafia?
Oh, terrific.
- Hold it right there, cowboy!
- Who are you?
You'll find out
if you take another step!
I'm warnin' ya, mister!
That's City property you're foolin' around with!
That's just too fuckin' bad!
Why don't you go grab a goddamn
aeroplane like everybody else?
'Cause we're afraid of flyin'!
Clear out or I'll shoot your ass off!
The hell with you!
I'm comin' on board!
I warned you, stupid!
Holy shit!
I warned the bastard,
but he kept on comin' anyway.
- Was he alone?
- I didn't see nobody else.
- Mr. Brown.
- I guess I got us on the scoreboard, right?
- Oh, God!
- Oh, Jesus! What are you doing?
Take over from Mr. Grey.
A little quick with that gun.
The jerk was comin' on board!
What are you talking about?
Loved every minute of it.
- Keep those children quiet.
- I'm trying! I can't!
- Do you want me to try?
- Oh, my God! No!
You said
nobody was gonna get hurt.
Patrolman James
callin' Operations.
This is Patrone.
Did you find that supervisor?
- He's dead, Lieutenant.
- Speak up, will ya? I can't hear ya.
I can't.
I'm only 20 yards away
from the hijacked train.
They just shot him
with a machine gun.
Is he dead?
- Wouldn't you be, Lieutenant?
- Stay put and keep an eye on things.
Z! They just drew first blood.
That supervisor from Grand Central Tower.
You don't know his name.
- They just killed him.
- Oh, my God. Thanks, Rico.
Frank, do you know who went
to 28th from Grand Central?
- Yeah, Caz Dolowicz. Why?
- Jeez. I knew him.
Hey, whaddaya mean,
you knew him?
They just shot him.
Dead?
- Caz? Fat Caz?
- Yeah.
- Garber?
- Aw, shit!
Garber? Are you there, Zach?
- Yeah, who is this?
- Costello.
Yes, Captain.
I'm puttin' you in charge at this end.
I'm goin' to headquarters.
If I don't show up,
the city cops'll hog all the action.
There's even one on board the train.
One of the hostages.
You're kiddin'. There's a cop on the train?
How do you know?
There were two,
but one got off at 33rd...
... and called in later
when the news got out.
That means the other one's
still on the train.
- Plainclothes?
- Yeah, Tactical Force.
- Man or woman?
- I never even thought to ask.
Well, doesn't make any difference.
He can't do very much single-handed.
Warren, I thought it over.
I know what we're gonna do.
- Tell me.
- We're gonna let 'em keep the subway train.
We got plenty of them.
We'll never even miss it.
How about the 18 hostages?
We gonna miss them?
Warren, goddamn it!
This city hasn't got a million dollars!
Empty one of your Swiss bank accounts,
because there's no other way out.
- Don't we get to think about it?
- There's no time.
I still want the full picture.
Get me the police commissioner...
... the chairman of the Transit Authority,
and that putz we got for a comptroller.
They're on their way,
but it's no good runnin' to them, Al.
You're the mayor.
The buck stops with you.
- Oh, shit.
- God help us.
Shit! Piss! Fuck!
Call Charlie.
Tell him I'll get to him as soon as I can.
- Hey, where's that list on 144?
- Command Center callin' Pelham 123.
Hey, Frank,
you're hoggin' my circuits.
What do you want from me?
I got motormen callin' me from all over!
Tell 'em to get off the air.
I need some more lines open here.
So talkin' to murderers takes priority
over runnin' a railroad?
Get off it. My only priority is
savin' the lives of these passengers.
Screw the passengers!
What do they expect for 35 cents?
- To live forever?
- Oh, you're beautiful.
Do you read me, Pelham 123?
If I was running things,
I'd go in with guns and blast 'em out!
Well, you're not running things.
Why don't you start doin' your own work
and let the police do theirs, huh?
Like that cop on the train.
When's he gonna start shootin'?
We don't know if it is a "he".
- Do you read me, Pelham?
- Women cops! What good are they?
Probably can't find her gun
in her goddamn purse!
Pelham 123.
Any news to report?
What's that about news?
Say again about news.
I said have you any news
to report?
No, nothin' yet.
Gesundheit!
- What are you calling about?
- Pelham, we need more time.
Shut the door, please.
It is 2:24, Lieutenant.
You've got 49 minutes left.
Be reasonable, will ya?
We're tryin' to cooperate...
... but we can't do anything if you don't
give us enough time to work with.
49 minutes.
We're dealin' with City Hall.
You know what a mess of red tape that is?
49 minutes.
Look, fella, we know how
to tell time as well as you do...
... but we aren't gonna get any place
if all you do is repeat "49 minutes!"
48 minutes.
Yeah, all right, all right.
We'll get back to you as soon as we can.
To hear you plead with that chickenshit
makes me ashamed to be an American!
Go play with your trains, Frank.
Stay tuned for an update
on the subway hijacking case.
Get me the borough commander.
- Turn off that goddamn music, John.
- Yes, sir.
Harry? I'm headin' up to see the mayor.
What's it look like down there?
It's murder, Phil, as usual.
They really smell blood on this one.
- Who's your number two?
- Deputy Chief Inspector Daniels.
He's a good man, Phil.
He handled that protest
last month.
- Get those photographers outta here!
- How are you deployed?
Fifty men inside the tunnel,
north and south of the train...
... well concealed, all wearing vests
and armed with machine guns...
... shotguns, handguns, riot guns
and a half-dozen snipers with night scopes.
We could fight
the Third World War down there!
Make sure
they stay outta sight.
If the hijackers see 'em,
we'll have a massacre.
We have a sniper's report that
they're movin' around pretty freely.
The one in the motorman's cab
is an easy shot.
Absolutely no!
Understand?
We're takin' the threat seriously!
What's upstairs?
Trucks, cars, emergency medical
and rescue units. The works, Phil.
Harry... tell me somethin',
will ya?
They're in a tunnel,
surrounded on all sides.
How do they expect
to get away?
Beats the shit out of me, Phil.
Oh, Al, it's disgusting.
Would you stop it with the tissue?
Warren, tell him that other mayors have
to live in this house after we're gone.
Go on in there, AI, and I'll send everybody in.
Just sit down.
Oh, good. Thanks for comin' up
on such short notice, fellas.
You all know Jessie,
don't you?
- Gentlemen.
- Good, Phil, just in time.
Hello, Phil.
A little coffee? Some cake?
Better skip it, Jessie.
We're short on time.
We know
what's goin' on underground.
The issue is whether or not
we pay the ransom.
Phil? Whaddaya think?
Well, we're fully mobilized.
There's enough firepower
to wipe out an army.
But... I can't guarantee
the safety of the hostages.
In other words,
you're for payin' the ransom.
Well, we don't want
another Attica, do we?
- So your vote is?
- I abstain.
Shit. Barney?
The safety of the passengers
is the only concern of the Transit Authority.
- Your vote?
- Pay the two dollars.
If it was two dollars,
I'd pay the two dollars, Barney!
It's a million! A one with six zeros!
Is it comin' outta your pocket?
Come on, Sid.
Will ya save the poor mouth
for later? How do you vote?
- I'm not through discussin' it yet.
- Yes, you are. Now vote.
My concern is with the taxpayers.
Somebody gotta be.
I always say "Millions for defense
but not one cent for tribute."
- Isn't that what I always say?
- Uh-huh. So that's a "no"...
All right, Al.
You've heard from the Three Wise Men.
- Now what do you say?
- What are they goin' to say, Warren?
- They who?
- Who? Everybody!
- The press! The man on the street!
- He means the voters.
You know what they'll say. The Times
will support you, The News will knock you.
The Post will take both sides at the same time.
The rich'll support you. Likewise the blacks.
The Puerto Ricans won't give a shit.
So quit stalling.
Stop bullyin' everybody, Warren!
This is supposed to be a democracy!
Wise up, for Christ sake!
We're tryin' to run a city,
not a goddamn democracy!
Al, quit fartin' around!
We've gotta pay!
Jessie?
- Jessie, what do you say?
- I know a million dollars...
- ... sounds like a lot of money.
- Yeah.
But just think what
you're gonna get in return.
- What?
- 18 sure votes.
All right. All right.
Warren?
- Warren, arrange for the payoff.
- Hallelujah.
You heard him. Phil, pass the word to
the bad guys that we're coughing up.
- What bank do we do business with?
- City National Trust. I'll call.
I'll call. You'll take an hour tryin'
to knock down the interest rate.
Jessie?
I think I handled it all right.
A regular Fiorello La Guardia.
- Patrolman James callin' Operations.
- This is Patrone. What's going on?
There's a lot of feet movin' around
out here in the dark.
I figure it's a couple of dozen
sharpshooters and snipers. Am I right?
- I wouldn't be surprised...
- You make damn sure...
... they know I'm standin' here
between them and the hijackers.
I'm not all that easy
to see in the dark.
Nothing yet?
Boy... They're sure takin'
their time, aren't they?
Don't worry.
They're gonna have to pay.
Suppose they don't?
Well, then a lot of people
are gonna die, aren't they?
Including us.
Better than selling
life insurance, isn't it?
Life insurance?
You told me you were in the army.
I was. That's where I developed
my expensive tastes.
Ah, yeah... British army.
$150 a month. You gotta be kiddin'.
The Africans paid me 5,000.
- A month?
- For leading a battalion.
Jesus... What the hell
did you get outta that for?
- Because the market dried up.
- Wow...!
5,000!
Ah, well... At least you weren't fired.
But I don't give a shit.
What guy wants to drive a subway train
for the rest of his life?
What did they catch you doing?
N... Nothin'.
What do you mean?
I mean, they framed me.
They needed a fall guy.
- They?
- Transit cops.
Undercover guys.
They got wind of a gang passin' dope.
Transporting from downtown to uptown,
and givin' it to a motorman.
They tried to pin the evidence on me,
but they didn't find a thing.
You were innocent?
Of course I was innocent.
You think I'd do a thing like that?
I'm on my way to headquarters.
We got the green light.
Green light? That's great news.
The men are rarin' to go.
No! We're paying 'em the ransom money.
Pass the word along to the hijackers.
Roger.
Borough Command to the 28th Street platform.
Come in, Daniels.
- Daniels, do you read me?
- This is Daniels.
Pass the word along:
The mayor's agreed to pay.
Let the hijackers know
right away.
Roger.
Command Center,
this is 28th Street.
Do you read me,
Command Center?
- This is Command Center. Who is this?
- Chief Inspector Daniels.
The mayor's agreed to pay.
Pass it on to the hijackers right away.
Will do, sir.
Pelham 123.
Come in, Pelham 123.
This is Pelham 123.
I read you.
We agree to pay the ransom.
Repeat, we agree to pay...
- What? They're gonna do what?
- Do you read me, Pelham 123?
- Zach, you're outta your skull.
- Hey, will ya?
I read you, Garber.
All right. Take down my next instructions,
to be followed to the letter.
The money's to be paid
in the following denominations:
500,000 dollars in Fifties.
500,000 dollars in hundreds.
Right?
500,000 in fifties.
500,000 in hundreds.
Which will be put in stacks of 200 bills each,
bound with two thick elastic bands.
Two stacks of bills,
bound in what?
Bound with thick elastic bands.
All of the bills will be old bills,
their serial numbers to be random.
Now that's all. When the delivery arrives,
we'll contact you with further instructions.
- About what? Your getaway?
- Signing off now.
Son of a bitch!
Crazy is he.
Hey, Pelham.
It might interest you to know
I figured out how you're gonna do it
Yes, it would interest me
very much.
You're gonna make every man, woman
and child in New York City...
... Close their eyes and count
to a hundred, right?
It is now 2:47.
That means you have got 26 minutes...
Hey, wait a minute, pal. We agreed
to pay the money. Turn your clock off!
- 26 minutes.
- Your instructions were complicated.
The money has to be counted,
stacked, tied, transported.
It isn't physically possible.
You'd be surprised what's physically possible.
The clock's running.
26 minutes.
After that, we scratch 'em off one per minute.
Your attention, please!
Ladies and gentlemen,
it might interest you to know...
... the city of New York has agreed
to pay for your release.
As soon as the money gets here,
will you let us go?
Soon after.
Excuse me, sir. Would you mind
telling us how much you're getting?
- Why is that of interest to you, sir?
- Well, a person likes to know his worth.
- One million dollars.
- That's not so terrific.
Pull your pants up, Al.
We're goin' downtown.
- Totally out of the question, Mr. LaSalle.
- Nobody asked you.
Warren, for Pete's sake,
I'm sick as a goat. What's the point?
The point, for Pete's sake, is that
the mayor of the city of New York...
... trailing by 22 points
in all the polls...
... cares enough about
18 citizens in jeopardy...
... to make a personal appearance
in their behalf.
You know what'll happen?
What always happens.
I'll get booed.
- He's a very sick man.
- Will you let go of that!
- Shit...
- Look, Al...
All you have to do is say a few words
to the hijackers over a bullhorn.
You make a dignified plea
for mercy.
Warren, suppose the hijackers
start shootin' at me?
Will you stop!
They have no reason to shoot at you.
Why?
Do you think they're from outta town?
Get dressed, Al.
I'll do the jokes.
Hold your water, will ya?
All right, shut up
and I'll tell you what we're gonna do.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Now listen.
I want all trains...
Garber. Come in, Garber.
Come in, Garber.
- Who are we waitin' for, Z?
- Beats me.
How long's it take to get
all that money together?
We'll never make it.
The passengers are dead ducks.
- I wonder what that cop's thinkin'.
- What cop?
The one who's a hostage.
Shit, I'm glad it's not me.
- Where's that money?
- Wanna make yourself useful?
Get Personnel to get a list
of all motormen...
... discharged for cause
during the past ten years.
- What are you lookin' for?
- Somebody down there can drive a train.
You don't pick that up watching Sesame Street.
Tell 'em you want it today.
- Mr. Grey, can I have a word with you, please?
- Sure.
Will you stop messing around
with that girl, Mr. Grey?
What are you talking about?
She's a 20-buck-a-trick hooker.
- Who's a 20-buck-a-trick hooker?
- Leave her alone.
Who are you to go around callin' people
"a 20-buck-a-trick hooker?"
I can do this job and hump
that broad at the same time.
Listen, you little prick!
20 bucks wouldn't buy you
a good-night kiss!
I'm giving you an order,
Mr. Grey.
Blow it outta your ass,
Colonel.
You're talkin' to the wrong man.
I'm not your Mr. B-B-B-Brown.
I once had a man shot
for talking to me like that.
Well, that's the difference between us.
I've always done my own killin'.
Sure takin' a hell of a long time
in there.
It's a lot of money, Albert.
Think how many times you gotta wet
your thumb to count a million bucks.
Command Center calling 28th Street.
Come in, Inspector.
This is Daniels.
- Has the money left yet, Inspector?
- Not yet.
What are they waitin' for?
For God's sake, give 'em a goose, will ya?
We're runnin' outta time!
We're runnin' outta time!
Pelham, this is Command Center.
Come in, Pelham 123.
- This is Pelham 123.
- This is Garber.
We're movin' a little slowly at this end, Pelham.
We need some more time.
- Sorry, no more time.
- If you can just see your way...
- Will you hold it down, Frank?
- I want a local sent around the loop...
- ... at South Ferry and shot up the west side...
- I said knock it off!
I'm tryin' to buy
some time here!
And I'm tryin'
to run a railroad!
While you're playing grab-ass
with a bunch of friggin' pirates!
How about 15 more minutes, Pelham?
A lousy 15 minutes?
Negative.
10 minutes, then.
What difference can 10 minutes make to you?
Negative.
- Anythin' wrong?
- Wanted more time.
How much more?
Just 10 minutes.
- Guess that can't hurt anybody.
- I didn't give it to them.
- Suppose they can't make it?
- Then we do what we said we'd do.
Maybe an hour
isn't enough time.
You know the system.
You give 'em an hour, they take an hour.
Give 'em two hours,
they take two hours.
- An hour is plenty of time, Mr. Green.
- Yeah, I know. But supposin' it isn't?
This is the borough commander.
Come in, Headquarters Charlie!
Aren't you guys movin' yet?
- Do you know what the damn time is?
- Yes, sir. We're still waitin' for the money, sir.
I'm warning you guys.
If I don't see your faces before the deadline...
- ... I don't wanna see them at all! Ever!
- Yes, sir.
I told you.
It's gonna be our ass.
Go!
- This is a million dollars?
- It's what it buys. Not what it weighs.
Eight minutes.
We're not gonna make it.
- Inspector, where are they now, please?
- Center Street, just north of Chambers.
That gives us seven minutes.
Not enough time, sir.
Even if they get
to 28th Street on time...
- ... we still gotta carry it down track on foot.
- No way, sir.
I always wanted to do this.
Look, we're scarin' the shit outta everybody.
Yeah, includin' me.
Pelham 123, this is Garber.
Come in, Pelham 123.
All right, Garber,
this is Pelham 123.
The money's en route,
makin' pretty good time too...
- ... but it won't get to you by 3:13.
- I'm very sorry to hear that.
Suppose we get it
to the entrance by then.
Will you change your deadline from
delivery to you to arrival at 28th Street?
Would you do that at least?
Do you read me, Pelham,
for cryin' out loud?
All right, Garber.
But no more concessions.
- Is that quite clear?
- Quite clear. Quite clear.
They bought it.
If we get the money to the station
by 3:13 we'll be okay.
Good work, Garber.
Headquarters Charlie,
headin' north on Center Street...
Keep it comin'.
You've got four minutes!
Yes, sir, we'll make it...
We'll never make it.
Sir, I just got word
the mayor is on his way down.
Terrific. Tell him we'll hold the crowd
till he gets here.
Hey, you over there,
what are you doin'?
Get outta the way!
Mr. Green.
Yes.
Coming up in one minute.
Have you decided which one
it's gonna be?
Does that make any difference?
I guess not.
Okay. 50 seconds
and then I'm gonna eliminate one.
Hello, Headquarters Charlie,
we're approaching Astor Place. Over.
You've still got 28 blocks!
Floor the son of a bitch!
Look out!
Whaddaya mean, it's been wrecked?
We're outta time!
I know we're outta time.
Couldn't make it, that's all.
That's all? They're about
to shoot an innocent person!
If they know
the truck is wrecked...
... how can they expect us
to be on time?
They don't know anythin' down there.
How can they know anything...
Holy mackerel, that's it.
Pelham 123, the money has
arrived. Repeat, the money has arrived.
Do you read me, Pelham 123?
The money has arrived.
This is Pelham 123.
You made it just in time, didn't you?
Get it up there! Move!
I hope it works.
Are you still there, Garber?
Still here.
Tell me something, Pelham.
If we were a couple of seconds late,
you would've knocked off an innocent party?
Affirmative. Now I'll give you the instructions
for the delivery of the money.
As usual, you'll follow them
to the letter okay?
I got it. Go ahead.
Two unarmed policemen...
Gesundheit.
Two unarmed policemen will walk down
the track.
One with the money,
the other with a torch...
... which he will flash continuously
from side to side.
When they reach the car,
the rear door will be opened...
... and the one with the money
will throw it onto the train.
Then they will both turn and walk back
to 28th Street station. Acknowledge.
- I got it. Is that all?
- That's all for now.
But keep in mind, won't you,
that the same ground rules apply.
Any wrong move by anyone
and I kill a hostage.
Coulda guessed that part.
You have got five minutes
to deliver this money.
You don't think
you're gonna get out, do ya?
It's now 3:14.
You've got till 3:19.
Over.
Over. Bastard.
Well, it's about fuckin' time!
You two!
Get the money outta there!
Which one has the flashlight?
- Then you carry the money.
- Yes, sir.
Gimme that paper!
You've got four minutes!
Never mind the goddamn salutes!
Just get goin'!
Jesus, it's the goddamn mayor.
- You get the feelin' we ain't alone?
- Whaddaya mean?
We got four sub-machine-guns in front of us,
and all these jokers behind us.
I feel like I'm walkin' into
the fuckin' OK Corral.
Shit...
Come on!
Hold your fire, goddamn it!
Quiet!
- Are you all right?
- Yeah. It's not too b-b-bad.
- I think it went right through.
- Move back, come on. Move back.
Hey! Give me that scarf.
Give me that scarf!
Keep quiet!
- Okay?
- Yeah. I don't feel p-pain too much.
- How many shots?
- Just one.
The rest was me
and then they answered.
I didn't see anybody,
I just got mad. Goddamn it!
Mr. Grey?
You don't think they're finished
out there, do ya?
Go back there and help Mr. Green,
will you, please?
Some girl-scout
chickenshit outfit I'm in, here.
I suppose somebody out there
got nervous or bored.
Been there a long time.
Can't afford to let it pass.
Who started it?
Who fired first? Them or us?
I don't know, Lieutenant.
It came from somewhere
behind me in the dark.
It had to be
one of the snipers.
Somebody just took it in his head
to fire on his own?
- How could he do such a thing?
- Easy, Lieutenant.
Real easy.
Can you see what's goin' on
inside the train?
No, not too good.
I'd sure hate
to be in there findin' out.
Conductor.
- You mean me?
- Yes. I do mean you.
- Would you stand up and come down here?
- Why? What are you gonna do?
Just something you can help me with.
Come on. Come down here.
Look, if he doesn't wanna go...
All right, everybody.
Just get back on your seats. Very quietly.
Come on.
Back on your seats.
All right, conductor.
I want you to walk up track about 100 feet.
Just wait for the men delivering
the money, all right?
I'll open the door for you.
- Why do I have to go?
- Come on, come on.
Here, I'll help you down
on the track.
Come on. Please go.
There's nothing to worry about.
Look!
Somebody's climbin' down!
Christ, he's comin' this way!
Oh, no!
What?
What are you talking about, Rico?
Why would they shoot a hostage?
We're still under the deadline.
- Somebody threw a shot at them.
- Who the hell was it?
Nobody knows.
My bet is we never will,
Z, when are we gonna hear
from that cop who's on board?
What do you want, Rico? A suicide?
There's heavily armed men down there.
What chance has one lousy cop got,
especially if it's a dame?
Boy, what a mess!
Pelham 123, come in.
This is Garber.
Here is Pelham 123.
Come in, Garber.
For Christ's sake, fella,
did ya have to do it?
One of my men was fired at.
I warned you what the penalty would be.
- Yeah, you warned me.
- Where's the money?
I'm going to give you
30 seconds more.
Hey, you guys!
- Christ, who's that?
- Transit cop. I got orders for you.
Resume delivery on the double.
I don't suppose we could
have that in writin'?
Mr. Blue, we got a light!
All right. Open the door,
would you, Mr. Brown?
All right, gentlemen.
Hands in evidence, please.
Put up your hands!
All right.
Throw the money up here.
Into the cab.
Push it up.
Thank you.
Now turn around.
Go home to your wives and children.
Keep the hands up.
Take it very easily.
Shut the door,
Mr. Brown, will you?
Mr. Grey.
Jesus H. Christ!
I've never seen a million dollars
in my life before.
You can load up first, Mr. Grey.
I'll load up
as soon as I talked to Garber.
All that money!
I can't believe it!
I'm gonna die today.
Well... either you live
or you die.
- That's 18 packs each, right?
- Right.
This is Pelham 123.
Do you read me, Garber?
- This is Garber. Go ahead.
- I'm gonna give you three instructions.
Each one is to be followed precisely.
Is that clear?
- So far.
- Okay.
One, at the end of this conversation,
you will restore power to the entire sector.
Right. Restore power.
Go ahead.
Two, you will clear the local track all the way
from 28th Street to South Ferry.
By clear I mean switches properly set,
all signals green.
I emphasize green, Garber.
If I so much as see a red light, let alone
get tripped by one, I'll shoot another hostage.
You will also remove
all police from the tunnel.
If I see a single policeman
between here and South Ferry...
... I'll shoot another hostage.
Any deviation, I'll shoot another hostage.
Listen, fella, I hope you take this
in the right spirit...
... but after this is over
you should seek psychiatric help.
Let me know when all my points have
been complied with. Over and out.
- Rico, are you there?
- I'm here, Z. What's up?
Hold on
while I cut in the city cops.
Frank, hook me up
and get outta there.
What a way to run a railroad!
- Inspector Daniels. This is Garber.
- This is Daniels.
Inspector, I have Lieutenant Patrone
of the Transit Police on the line.
I have the latest instructions
from the hijackers.
They want power restored,
all tracks cleared...
... signals green to South Ferry,
and no cops anywhere in sight.
Okay, sit, so we go along with that.
We have to. We have no choice.
But then what?
- What do you think they got in mind?
- Beats me, Z.
I wouldn't have picked a tunnel
for my getaway.
But they did pick it.
And since everything they've done has
been worked out to the smallest detail...
... It stands to reason
they got the rest worked out, too.
Power restored and track cleared.
But why South Ferry?
Well, do you think it's the water, Rico?
Maybe they got a boat in the harbor.
- Or a sea plane.
- I don't know.
We'd better play it
one step at a time.
Garber, you see about
restorin' the power.
I'll start pullin' our units
out of the tunnel.
We can follow them on the street.
Except how do we know where they'll be?
Grand Central Tower
has 'em on their model board.
We can see
every move they make.
They stop any place before South Ferry,
we know about it.
I'll check in
when I get to my car.
Wait, I just figured out
how they're gonna get away.
- I'm listenin'.
- They're gonna fly the train to Cuba.
- You're a sick man, Rico.
- Whaddaya want me to do?
The power's still off!
Move 'em by bus!
What do you mean you haven't got
any buses? Go out and hijack some!
Hey, Garber, what's goin' on?
Do I get my trains back now or don't I?
You don't. Not yet.
Jesus...! You realize the goddamn
rush hour starts in an hour?
Will you shut up and listen?
I got a new set of instructions.
I don't give a rat's ass
for your fuckin' instructions!
I'm not liftin' a finger to help
the killers of Caz Dolowicz.
Hey!
Now you listen to me,
you dumb son of a bitch.
If you don't do what I tell you, you'll be
havin' dinner tonight with Caz Dolowicz!
Jesus Christ, what are you...!
Okay.
- Better take the case out.
- Okay.
All right, ladies and gentlemen.
Pay attention, please.
In a while we hope
to be moving again.
Then, with a bit of luck,
you'll all be released unharmed.
Until then, of course,
you'll continue to obey my orders.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Hey, dude.
As you're goin' downtown anyway,
you mind droppin' me off at Fulton Street?
You're a wise mother, you know that?
How'd you like some more?
This'll give 'em a jolt,
even before they expected it.
- Look at this.
- Holy Christ, she's movin'.
They promised to wait until
we cleared track all the way down.
Jenkins, get Command Center.
Grand Central Tower,
callin' Command Center.
- This is Command Center.
- She's movin'.
- Who's movin'?
- Pelham 123.
- What? Since when?
- Just started.
Hold on.
I'll put ya on a tie-in.
Rico, she's movin'.
- Who's movin'?
- Who do ya think? Pelham.
It's too soon.
We're not set up yet.
Which is probably why they did it.
You heard from Daniels yet?
Yeah, he's in a squad car
on Park Avenue South.
- Inspector? She's movin, sir.
- Who's movin'?
What's the matter with everybody?
How many hijacked trains we got?
They're not supposed to do that yet.
How far have they gone?
- Grand Central? How far have they gone?
- Comin' up on 23rd Street.
- Better move those cops off the platform.
- Better follow along down Park Avenue.
Get me 23rd Street!
Comin' in to 23rd Street.
All right.
Steady as she goes now.
Garber?
Just had a terrible thought.
Suppose they're not on the train?
What if they set the throttle and jumped off?
While we're chasin' the train,
they're sneakin' out somewhere behind us.
Ingenious, sir,
except it's impossible.
- Why?
- A gizmo known as a dead man's feature.
It's built into the control handle
in case the motorman drops dead.
The handle has to have a man's hand
pressing down on it, hard, at all times.
Otherwise the thing don't work.
The train stops cold.
- Ah, I see.
- Nice try, though.
I'll give 'em a call
in case you're still worried about it.
Pelham 123,
what's goin' on down there?
The tracks aren't cleared yet.
How come you're movin'?
We're trying to put some
distance between us...
... and all those policemen
you've got hidden back there.
If you keep moving, you're gonna
run into a lot of red signals.
- I don't want you to blame us for it.
- I won't blame you for anything.
Just let us know when you've cleared the track.
Okay, signing off.
Do you think he's able to figure anything out?
I mean, all those questions.
Not surprising under
the circumstances, is it?
- They're thinking what we want them to think.
- Ah, there it is.
Okay.
Stop a few yards past it, will you?
All right.
Thank you, Mr. Green.
He shutdown again.
Pass it along.
Grand Central Tower call in" Command Center.
Come in, Command Center-.
- Command Center.
- She stopped again, Lieutenant.
Just below 18th Street station.
Got ya. Thanks.
Inspector, they stopped again.
Where are you?
- Approachin' 17th Street.
- Pull over. You're right above them.
And then what?
It's up to them.
I'll get back to you, sir.
Pelham 123. Callin'
Pelham 123. Come in, please.
Pelham 123, Pelham 123,
this is Command Center. Come in.
Quick as you can.
Pelham 123.
This is Garber. Come in, please.
Come in, please.
Hey, what the hell's
goin' on out there?
Who s-s-said you could talk?
Pelham 123, come in.
Pelham 123, why don't you answer?
- Frank, how long before the track's cleared?
- You mean before this railroad is so fucked...
- ... it'll take a computer to put it back?
- Yes, Frank, that's what I meant.
About five or six minutes.
I got a snag at Brooklyn Bridge.
- There's somethin' goin' on down there.
- Whaddaya think?
I don't have the slightest idea.
Listen Rico, I don't care what those
clowns said, I want men on every...
Wait a minute. Hold on a second.
Inspector Daniels?
I think we need officers on every platform
from 14th Street to South Ferry.
- That's a good idea, Lieutenant. Will do.
- I'll come up to 17th Street and join ya.
Rico, how you coming along
with that list of motormen?
They're workin' on it.
I told 'em to rush it.
Come up here
and take over the radio for me.
But don't tell 'em the track's clear
until you hear from me.
I don't want them startin' again
until I get there.
Will do, Z.
- Inspector Daniels?
- Daniels.
Oh, I, uh... I thought you were
a, uh... like a shorter guy.
I don't know what I thought.
- Anythin' happenin'?
- They're still down there.
If this street collapsed,
we'd land right on top of 'em.
Command Center
to DCI, Manhattan.
Yeah, Rico, this is Garber.
Track's been cleared for two minutes.
Do you want me to call the hijackers?
Yeah, let 'em know.
And let us know when they start movin', will ya?
What do we do?
If they pick up speed on us
we'll have trouble keepin' up.
I think we ought a take off.
Get a jump on them for a change.
Move it.
Tell the sergeant to hold
the men here until further word.
Yes, sir.
Fits like a glove.
- Is it gonna come away clean?
- It's gonna work all right.
Command Center to
Pelham 123.
- Who's that?
- Give me the mike.
Here.
This is Pelham.
What happened to Garber?
Even great men have to pee.
Just letting you know the track's
cleared all the way to South Ferry.
Thank you.
Give the lieutenant my regards.
- Do it yourself, at the arraignment.
- Over and out.
- Best get going.
- All right.
All right, Mr. Brown.
You will all remain seated.
That means nobody is to get up.
Okay.
- Now what?
- Me you're askin'?
Okay. Come on.
Hey, where are you goin'?
They told us to stay seated!
I'm a police officer!
- Mr. Blue?
- Yeah, what do you want?
I thought
I saw somethin' f-f-fall off.
What do you mean, something?
Might've been a person.
I ain't sure.
All right, let's make sure.
No, we haven't got time.
Get back up here. Come on.
Grand Cental Tower to Command Center,
Pelham 123's in motion!
Where do you think
they're takin' us now?!
Don't worry,
they're gonna let us all go!
- How do you know that?
- They got the money!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
Can't anybody count?
They all four got off!
There's nobody drivin'
the fuckin' train!
Anybody in there?
All right, all clear.
All right, then,
You know the drill.
We do it by the numbers. Hats.
- Glasses.
- Drills and numbers...
This is all chickenshit.
Why don't we just do it?
Moustaches.
All right, reverse coats.
Pelham 123's between Astor
Place and Bleecker.
Speed's increasing.
Pelham 123 now between
Astor Place and Bleecker.
- Picking up speed.
- Doesn't make any sense.
They know we're monitoring their position
and we gotta be following them.
- So?
- So it's dumb.
- Huh, who said crooks were smart?
- But these have been smart.
They haven't made a single mistake.
We're overlookin' somethin', Inspector.
Okay. New hats.
Okay. Magazines in pockets.
- I never knew these things went so fast!
- We're gonna be killed!
- Stop it! Nobody's gonna get killed!
- A hell of a lot you know, old man!
But I do know! I've been ridin' the subways
since before you were born!
I'm an expert.
You see, they have something called stoppers
or stickers, or something like that.
And whenever a train goes by
a red light, these things stop them.
- There's just one thing, baby!
- What's that?
They're all green!
Inspector, that short move they made
between 28th Street and 17th Street.
- Why'd they do that?
- I don't know.
Suppose they wanted to do somethin'
they didn't want anybody else to know about?
- Like what?
- Like jumpin' off the train.
Turn around.
We're goin' back to 17th Street.
- Like hell we are!
- They are not on the train. I'm sure of it.
I suggested that in the first place.
You shot me down.
- Something about a dead man's feature?
- They figured out how to beat that!
That's their plan!
That's what they started with!
Turn this thing around
and burn rubber.
Guns to Mr. Brown.
Mr. Grey, would you be good enough
to give that gun to Mr. Brown, please?
No. This ain't gonna go nowhere.
This is gonna stay with me.
Mr. Grey,
bring that gun back here, please.
What if something's going wrong?
What if they're waitin' for us up there?
I want some heavy artillery
with me.
- Mr. Grey, I won't ask you again.
- Blow it outta your ass, Mr. Blue.
Oh, my God.
Let's get his money!
Mr. Green, come on!
Mr. Blue!
Did you get him?
You go on ahead.
We'll meet where we planned. Right?
You better be right
about this, Garber.
Well, even if I am,
it's probably too late.
Where are those
goddamn red lights?
We're not stopping!
There is going to be a red light!
There has to be!
- What if there isn't?!
- There has to be!
We gotta bottle up
the emergency exits!
Inspector, you take 15th Street.
Officer, you take 17th Street.
- I take the one right over here.
- Right, sir.
Are you a policeman?
Well done.
The mayor
will go to your funeral.
Excuse me, fella,
would you mind droppin' that gun?
Drop it!
Officer...
... I suppose you couldn't use
a quarter of a million dollars, could you?
Quarter of a million?
No, thanks.
My accountant says I've accepted
enough for this fiscal quarter.
You're the English guy
on the radio.
Yes.
- Lieutenant Garber?
- Right. Do you wanna move along?
Excuse me...
Do you people still execute in this state?
What? Oh, execute.
No. Not at the moment.
Pity.
Christ...
We'll have an ambulance here in no time, miss.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Where are those
goddamn red lights?
Oh, God!
Stop!
There has to be.
Jesus! It's headin' to the South Ferry loop!
It must be goin' about 70mph!
My God! Look!
We'll never make it!
A red light!
I told you it would stop.
Didn't I?
42nd Street already?
Get that list out on the wire.
Tell 'em it's top priority.
Whaddaya got, Rico?
We got positive identification
on the three dead men. Here.
George Steever.
Professional guy, huh?
- St. Louis.
- Yeah, I know how to read, Rico.
Giuseppe Benvenuto,
alias... Joe Welcome.
- Where's the guy who fried himself?
- No card on him.
We got a confirm on his prints
from Immigration.
Name's Bernard Ryder. Mercenary soldier.
Between wars, I guess.
None of these guys know how to drive a train.
It means it's the motorman who's missin'.
Did you get that list of motormen
who were discharged?
Yeah. 78 names.
- 78?
- Yeah, but it's not that bad.
Eight are dead.
22 were rehired.
11 are in jail.
26 moved away.
One's in a mental institution.
Another is a member of the Police Department.
That's our man right there.
Sorry to disappoint you, Zachary,
but he was accounted for.
- So how many does that leave?
- Only nine.
Only nine.
All right, let's get goin'.
What's the name of this guy?
Nathaniel Muscat.
- What'd he get busted for?
- Narcotics.
- 85...
- Here, this way.
- Who's there?
- Transit Police.
Just a minute.
What do you want?
Uh, nothin', fella.
Our mistake.
A spokesman for the Transit Authority noted
that the subway car carrying the hostages...
... was stopped at the South Ferry loop
by the automatic safety features...
... which are activated by any car
travelling at excessive speed.
- Transit Authority.
- Still gotta pay.
- Your name is La timer?
- What about it?
Just answer the question,
would ya, please?
I don't work for you guys anymore.
You don't get shit from me.
Can you account for your
whereabouts today, Mr. La timer?
Are you tryin' to connect me to that hijacking?
Forget it!
I've been here since 2:30
this afternoon.
- Are you sure?
- Sure? Ask anybody!
- Don't worry, we will.
- Hold it!
It's still gonna be 50 cents.
- Who's that?
- Police Department.
- Who?
- Harold Long man, it's the Transit Police.
Oh, Jesus!
Wait a minute!
Just a minute!
- How many more we gotta see today?
- Six, seven. I don't know.
Come on, Mr. Long man,
we ain't got all night!
I'm on the toilet!
I'll be right out!
I hope he washes his hands
before he opens the door.
- Yes, what is it?
- Harold Long man?
Transit Police.
We'd like to ask a couple of questions.
- What about?
- Will you let us in?
- We'll just take one minute of your time.
- Oh, yeah, sure.
I'm Lieutenant Patrone.
This is Lieutenant Garber.
How do you do?
I'm sorry to bother you like this.
- Nice place you got here, Mr. Long man.
- Thanks.
Can you give us an account of
your whereabouts this afternoon?
- Why?
- Were you at work?
No.
- Why not?
- I work nights.
- Where do you work?
- Kennedy Airport.
- What do you do over there?
- I'm a... fork-lift operator.
Oh, I got a brother-in-law does that
over in Jersey.
- Oh, nice, nice.
- That's interesting work.
What, uh... Where were you
this afternoon, Mr. Long man?
- Why?
- You tell me where, I'll tell you why.
I was, uh... right here.
Can anyone verify that fact?
You said you'd tell me why.
- You were here all afternoon?
- I sleep in the afternoon.
- All afternoon?
- Well... till about an hour ago.
- But you heard about the hijacking?
- What hijacking?
- The subway train.
- Subway...!
- You gotta be kiddin'!
- Do I look like I'm kiddin'?
I mean, would I be here
if I was kiddin', mister?
Subway...!
Who'd wanna do a thing like that?
- Hey, Z. You got a match?
- No.
- You got a warrant?
- No.
Supreme Court says you have to have
a warrant, unless I'm under arrest.
The way things are goin', they're gonna
be changin' that in about 10 minutes.
- Mr. Longman, you got a match?
- No.
That's all right.
I'll get it at the stove.
I'll get it.
It's a little tricky.
Has a tendency to explode.
Come on, Rico, let's go.
- Thanks, Mr. Long man.
- All right.
Mr. Long man,
we'll be back later.
Yeah? Listen, I know
I got a gripe with the TA.
I know I got a bum rap, but I wouldn't do
anythin' as stupid as what you just told me.
What do think I am? A jerk?
Do me a favor, will ya?
Get the hell outta here.
Come on, Mr. Long man.
We have to follow our leads.
- It's our job!
- Yeah, yeah. Big deal.
Look, I got my rights.
This is my home.
I want a little peace!
Just do me a favor, will ya?
Get the hell outta here.
Sorry if we bothered ya,
Mr. Longman.
Come on, Rico.
Gesundheit!