Escape from L.A.

POTUS: Would you explain to this foot soldier why he's going to do what we tell him to do? Snake: What's he talking about? Malloy: The Plutoxin Seven virus. Brazen: Genetically engineered. One-hundred percent pure death. Malloy: It starts with a slight headache, then turns into a fever that gets worse. After a short time, you crash. You bleed out like a stuck pig. Not a pretty sight. Snake: I get it. You figure that you inject that shit into me, and under the threat of death, I'll do whatever you say... just like in New York. Malloy: You got it... Snake! Snake: One question: which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me? Malloy: You don't understand. It's already in you. Brazen: Catches on quick, doesn't he?

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Snake: Let's say I come back and I have your black box. Who'll give me the antidote to the virus? Malloy: A medical team will be standing by. Snake: Neither one of you will be there? Malloy: No. Snake: Good! [fires at Brazen and Malloy, with no effect] Malloy: Ha! Figured you might try that, hotshot. That's why the first clip is loaded with blanks. Bye-bye, Snake. Good luck!

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Malloy: She didn't know that she had that remote unit in her pocket, now, did she? I was wondering what kind of lame switch you'd try to pull this time, Plissken. You know, you're becoming very predictable. Snake: Yeah I guess so. You got a smoke? Malloy: The United States is a non-smoking nation. No smoking, no drinking, no drugs, no women, unless, of course, you're married. No guns, no foul language, no red meat. Snake: "Land of the free..."

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Brazen: He's not even here, he's a hologram! Snake: Catches on quick, doesn't she?

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President: What's it to be, Plissken? Us or them? Snake: Shut down the Third World; they lose, you win. Shut down America; you lose, they win. The more things change, the more they stay the same. President: So what are you going to do? Snake: Disappear. [Types "666" on the remote] Brazen: [looks at Sword of Damocles system display] He's entered the world code...no target code. [to the President] Sir, that'll shut down the entire planet. Snake: I told you, you'd better hope I didn't make it back. Malloy: You push that button, everything we've accomplished for the past 500 years will be finished. Our technology, our way of life, our entire history. We'll have to start all over again. [takes one step closer and pleads] For God's sakes, don't do it, Snake! Snake: The name's Plissken. [pushes the button; the Sword of Damocles EMP satellites fire off, disabling all electrical systems - including Utopia's electric chair just before she is to be executed] Utopia: [as the light fades out] He di

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