Escape From New York Page #5

and unless you know exactly, precisely...

...where he is, you'll never find him.

Listen, I'll take you out of here. Yeah.

Jet glider just a couple of blocks

down the street.

And all you gotta do is get me to him.

No kidding? On the level?

Hey, will you take me too?

- We gotta deal somewhere else.

- No glider.

We've got the president. And the Duke's

taking everybody out of here.

Never happen, baby.

You see, I know something

you and the Duke don't know.

Only got so long before Mr. President

doesn't mean a whole lot.

You're lying.

Maybe he's not.

I know him.

Look at his face, he's lying!

Right, Harold. I'm lying.

So I might as well have some fun

and keep looking by myself.

- Brain.

- Talk to him, baby.

- Brain, he'll kill us both!

- Brain, you gotta tell him!

All right, all right!

You always were smart, Harold.

Just one thing right now.

Don't call me Harold.

So you work for this Duke?

Yeah. I make gas for him,

figure out things for him.

Like what?

Like how to get across

the 69th Street bridge.

It's mined, but I know

where they're planted.

We got a diagram from a guy

that got all the way across...

...before they shot the poor bastard.

We got a crew there now

clearing the first barricade.

Oh, what a sight, Snake!

The whole camp rolling right across the

bridge and the president right out in front.

Oh, that would have been so fine.

Yeah, it would've been.

Yeah, well, we're going with Snake now.

That's the Duke.

I know the sound of his engines.

Don't cross the Duke.

Everybody knows that.

Cabbie, you slime!

No, Brain. Get out of here.

- He's looking for you, Brain.

- What does he want?

He wants my diagram of the bridge.

When he finds out I'm with you...

...he'll want my life.

I knew I shouldn't have...

We gotta get to the president now

while he's busy.

He's on the other side of town.

We got no wheels. The deal is off.

Just calm down.

I think they saw us. Turn left.

Turn left here.

- This is Broadway.

- I know. The Duke'll take 7th Avenue.

- Broadway's got five minutes...

- No!

Yes. Keep driving.

What's wrong with Broadway?

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on, Brain.

Maggie!

Hold on.

He's in the third car from the end

by the last campfire.

It's all right. He's gotta go in the front way.

It'll take him five minutes.

If you're not back in four minutes,

you're on your own.

When we get there, Harold,

you just keep talking.

Hi, guys.

Hi. How's it going?

Cooled off a little, huh?

What do you want, Brain?

The Duke told us to wait inside.

He's on his way here now.

He didn't say nothing to us about it.

You can't expect him to tell everybody

in the joint. That's why he's the Duke.

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