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Armed men hijack a New York City subway train, holding the passengers hostage in return for a ransom, and turning an ordinary day's work for dispatcher Walter Garber into a face-off with the mastermind behind the crime.
Ryder: [last lines, to Garber] You're my goddamn hero.
Ryder: I talked to God. Walter Garber: That's good, what did he say? Ryder: He said I should trust in Him, all others pay cash. How soon can you get it down here?
Ryder: Well, I got faith in you man... but I gotta ask you one question. You know that thing when you told your wife about the 35K, how did she react? Walter Garber: Look, we gotta talk about... Ryder: No, don't be sensitive. Walter Garber: I'm not being sensitive. Ryder: Well, did she freak out or what? Walter Garber: She... wasn't happy, but she understood. Ryder: Well, that's love right? Walter Garber: No, that's marriage... that's another thing.
Police Captain Hill: So, who the hell did you fuck to get this job? Walter Garber: Myself... was easier than it looked. Police Captain Hill: Yeah... fucking yourself always is.
Ryder: [describing Garber's voice] He's got a sexy voice though, man. He'd be my bitch in prison.
Walter Garber: What's her name? Ryder: Lavitca, she was Lithuanian... she was an ASS-model. Walter Garber: She asked you what? Ryder: You heard of hand-models, right? Advertisements? Walter Garber: Right. Ryder: She was an ass-model... she did jeans and uh you know, magazines and shit. Anyway, it was fashion week in New York and uh... I took her to Iceland. Walter Garber: Lavitca, Lithuanian, Ass model, Iceland, you took her to the ice... Ryder: So, for five-hundred bucks they'll take you on a dog-sled ride on a glacier. Walter Garber: Dog-sled? Ryder: Yeah... and you know that whole saying that if you're not the lead dog, the view never changes? Walter Garber: Right, otherwise you're always looking at the asshole of the dog in front of you. Ryder: That'll be funny in a minute when I get to that part. Walter Garber: It's funny now. Ryder: [next scene] And it's eight in the morning, we haven't been to bed yet... and we're tooling across this glacier and I got this hangover that's creeping up the back of my neck... and guess what I'm looking at? Walter Garber: You're obviously you're staring at... the ass of the dog in front of you. Ryder: You got it! So this dog... out of nowhere just lifts his hind-legs up and puts them in the, you know the harness there... and just takes a shit, while he's running on his front paws. So he's dumping and running, all at the same time... now that's multi-fucking-tasking if you ask me. Walter Garber: Get outta here, did it hit you? Ryder: Shit always hits you man. [next scene] Ryder: I didn't know it at the time, but it was profound. Walter Garber: Profound? Ryder: Yeah. Walter Garber: Why? Uh, you lost me. Ryder: Well, you know uh... when I went to prison later on, what you called. Uh, I had trouble going to the toilet... you know, a privacy thing. And I... couldn't take a shit. I was scared shitless... literally. So, you know what I thought of? Walter Garber: You thought of the dog. Ryder: That's right... I thought of that dog. If it could do what it needed to do... so could I. It saved my fucking live. Walter Garber: Wow, that is profound.
Ryder: Put Garber on the line! Camonetti: To be honest, Mr. Garber has gone home. Ryder: Put Garber on the fucking line or I'll kill the motorman! Camonetti: I guarantee you, Mr. Ryder, that I am the best person for you to be talking to right now. Just give me a moment and I'll explain why. Ryder: [to Jerry] You were always going to be the first one to go. [shoots Jerry several times] Ryder: Mr. Camonetti, you have 60 fucking seconds before I kill another, okay?
Ryder: Do you know what I'm looking at? Do you know what I'm looking at? Walter Garber: No, I do not. Ryder: Ok, well first there's my gun... and at the end of my gun, what's your name man? George: George, everyone calls me Geo. Ryder: George, his friends call him Geo. He's got this kinda eighties skateboard thing going on... he makes it work, but it's not gonna look to good in his casket.
[from trailer] Ryder: Life is simple now. They just have to do what I say.
Ryder: Seven! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven! [points to the mother] Ryder: Lucky lady! Come on, up. Up! Up! Wallace: Fuck no! [stands between Ryder and the mother] Wallace: Come on. Mom: Wait! [tries to stop Wallace] Wallace: It's the only plan I got. Come on, motherfucker! Ryder: [looks to the mother] That's your fault.
Walter Garber: You got it, you got it... any other demands? Ryder: Yeah, well no fucking pizza delivery man. Walter Garber: No, I mean are you guys like... are you terrorists? Ryder: Do I sound like a terrorist? Do I terrorize you? Walter Garber: Actually you don't, but not that I've ever talked to one. So, so... what, this is just about money? Ryder: Oh, is there anything else? Walter Garber: There's not dying. Ryder: Yeah, well you know you live, you die, you either go with the current or you fight it. We all end up at the same place. Walter Garber: Where's that, Jersey? Ryder: Yeah, you watch it I was born there man. Walter Garber: You know I'm just saying, you know you're up in a motorman's cab... so that means you know you're on the radio, which means that you're an easy target. You gotta know the drill. Ryder: Yeah, I know that soon I won't be alone and If I'm the first to get shot... I'm the first of many to get shot. Walter Garber: That's correct, but then you'd still be dead. Ryder: Dead is an improvement on a lot of things I can think of, buddy boy. Supervisor: Sounds like he slept with my ex.
Ryder: This make you feel better, Garber? That make everything okay now? Walter Garber: No, but it's a start.
Ryder: Now you understand commodities, don't you? You know, pork bellies, gold, light crude. Walter Garber: Listen. No disrespect, but maybe I'm not the guy you should be talking to. Ryder: Oh no, you are exactly the guy I wanna talk to. Now I want you to look at the ticker and I want you to tell me what is the going rate for a New York City hostage today. You think a million dollars is too much? I do. I think it's corny. Now get your calculator out. You got one? Ryder: [Garber hesitates] Do you have a calculator? Walter Garber: Yeah, we got one. I got one. Ryder: Okay, good. Now add this up. You got $526,315.79. That's $526,315.79 Now times that by 19. What do you get? Walter Garber: [looks at calculator] That's $10 million? Ryder: What do you get? Walter Garber: That comes out to $10 million plus 1 cent. Ryder: Oh that is a deal. Now I want you to call the mayor and tell him the price. And then you tell him I want it in 100,000 $100 dollar bills. You got that? Walter Garber: Okay I got that. What about the 1 cent? Ryder: Well you keep that 1 cent. It's your broker fee.
Ryder: Garber! When you put your socks on this morning, did you ever think...? Turn around, let them frisk you. I was worried about you... I thought maybe you'd get lost but then I remembered you were a motorman, so... these tunnels don't change much, do they? Walter Garber: Just the people in 'em.
Camonetti: Listen, don't let this guy bring you to his reality. 'Cause that's what he wants to do... he hurts you, you're gonna get angry. He's got the advantage, understand? Walter Garber: Yeah. Camonetti: Just deflect.
Ryder: [Repeated line] I don't know, Garber, why don't you tell me and then we'll both know.
Phil Ramos: I can't get it out of my head. I'm gonna die today.
Ryder: Ok... now somebody else has to die. Two people, maybe all of us! Did you hear me? Walter Garber: I heard you, but you gotta understand that the circumstances they're different now for you. You gotta rethink this, you... you gotta adapt. Ryder: No, I gave you instructions and you know the consequences. Walter Garber: I mean don't you have a plan B? Ryder: No, plan B is enforcing plan A... and the minute you stop believing me mother fucker, that's it!
Ryder: You know we all owe God a debt... and I'm a man who pays his debts. Are you a man who pays his debts? Walter Garber: Yeah, yeah, sure... TV, cable, uh and my mortgage. That's a little like dying once a month. Ryder: Oh, you're married... you're a married man? Walter Garber: Maybe. Ryder: Oh, no... you're married, man. Married men have mortgages.
Walter Garber: Well, I can tell you that you are dealing with one of the old-time bureaucracy, I know that. I mean, it takes time. Ryder: Well you'd better fix the bureaucracy. Because when the time comes, these motherfuckers, these out there, are gonna go real quick.