General: Freedom!
John: Not yet! You’re supposed to stay in your seat until the plane reaches the terminal. No frequent-flier mileage for you.
General: Who are you?
John: A cop.
General: A cop?
John: Yeah, one of the good guys. You see you’re one of the bad guys. Now I’ve got your sorry ass, I’m gonna trade it with my wife.
John: Sit down!
Soldiers: Go in!
Soldier1: Where did he go?
General: In there.
General: I don’t believe this. Two months of planning, and you can’t anticipate one pendejo of a cop.
Soldier1: Come on, General.
General: Where the hell is Colonel Stuart?
Soldier2: General!
General: I’m all right! He said he was a policeman. I thought you had this place secured.
Soldier1: He went in the cockpit (驾驶员座舱).
Colonel Stuart: He’s going to hell! McClane! I assume it’s you, McClane! You’re quite a little soldier. You can consider this a military funeral!
Colonel Stuart: How many grenades (手榴弹) we got?
Soldier1: Three each!
Colonel Stuart: Use them!
John: Oh, fuck!
Colonel Stuart: Go!
John: Aaagh! Oh, shit!
Colonel: You lucky fuck!
Soldier1: Fire trucks, sir!
Colonel Stuart: Fall back to the church. Now!
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