You throw quite a party. I didn't realize they celebrated Christmas in Japan.

Attention, whoever you are, this channel is reserved for emergency calls only.

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?

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

Is the building on fire?

Figure we take out the terrorists. Lose twenty, twenty-five percent of the hostages, tops.

Alright, we've got a body in the morgue that seems to have died twice. Assuming it's not a computer error, what do we assume?

You're the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Honey, it's the '90s, remember? Microchips, microwaves, faxes, *air phones*.

What the hell's all this got to do with killing McClane?

Well, then, who are you? Somebody I sent up? What'd you do? Shoplifting? Purse-snatching? Cross-dressing? What?

Damn McClane, you know I was just starting to like you.

Now you've got about ten seconds before those guys see you, and when they do they will kill you, you understand? You are about to have a very bad day.

Hey! Who was the 21st President?

We'll be back to pick you up in fifteen minutes.

Fourteen dumptrucks stolen from a yard in Staten Island. Fourteen! Jesus! Somebody starting a construction company?

Who the hell would wanna blow up a department store?

You know how to pick this lock?

Shouldn't we call for backup or something?

You just killed a helicopter with a car!

You shot yourself!

Officer McClane, you have no idea what I'm capable of!

Seriously, uh, you probably shouldn't antagonize them, since they have all the loaded guns, and whatnot.

McClane? I thought I killed you already.

Do we have anything, like, resembling a plan, or anything?