Highlander (1992–1998): Season 1, Episode 6 - Bad Day in Building 'A' - full transcript

Duncan, Tessa, and Richie are held hostage at a courthouse by a convicted killer and his gang.

THEME SONG: Here we are,
born to be kings.

We're the princes
of the universe.

I am Immortal.

I have inside me
blood of kings.

I have no rival.

No man can be my equal.

Take me to the future
of your world.

-I can't believe this.

Look at it, I have more
than 100 tickets here.

I'm going to talk to the
judge about this.

Listen, I'm a citizen.



I pay my taxes--

-Well, it looks like you've
got another one up there.

-No!

-I bet it's a big
fat one, too.

-Damn!

-Why don't you pay your
parking tickets?

I pay all mine.

-Yeah, I know you
do everything.

I know you know everything,
Mr. I Know Everything.

-Come on, Richie.

Let's get going.

Stop feeding your face.

-If I have to pay
these tickets,

I'm leaving the country.



Richie, quickly!

We're late.

-I'm here.

-Damn.

I won't believe that.

Richie, look at that?

Don't they have anything
better to do?

-You know, some people
collect stamps.

-Very funny.

-Well, they're not going to let
you pay for those on an

installment plan, you know.

-Have either of you
guys noticed we're

in a tow-away zone.

-They won't toe the car away.

-Oh, you've talked to
the police already.

-No, because you are staying
with the car.

It says here that the office
is in building A.

-You'll get lost.

-Yeah, that's right.

Stay with Richie.

He knows his way around in there
better than anybody.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Very funny.

-Well, if they put you in jail,
I'll write every day.

-Yeah, sure.

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Morning, Charlie.

-Now you promised to be good.

Don't go bothering the
judge like last time.

-He was nice.

-I know, but he's
real busy, OK?

-Is Mama coming to
the courthouse?

-No, Mama's got to talk to
a man about a new job.

-Why?

Didn't she like her old one?

-Yeah, but it sort
of went away.

-Will your job go away, too?

-No, no.

My job's fine.

Hey, I'm the main
man around here.

Without me, this building
would fall down.

OK, baby, you go in there
and play, OK?

Daddy's go to go to work.

-Close the door, please.

We're going to have a party.

Oh, goody.

And we're going to have
chocolate cake with lots and

lots and lots and
lots of icing.

Oh, goody.

I can't wait.

-Morning, Klein.

[door closes]

BAILIFF [OFFSCREEN]: All rise.

-Is the defendant ready
to receive sentence?

-We are not, your honor.

I object to this entire
proceeding.

-Noted.

-Anything to say before
sentence is passed?

Also noted.

Bryan Slade, I hereby sentence
you to the term of life

without the possibility of
parole for each of the seven

counts of murder in
the first degree.

Terms to be served
consecutively.

-Your honor, defense would again
l argue that Mr. Slade's

trial has been a mockery
of the judicial system.

-Mr. Klein, your client has been
convicted of one of the

most heinous crimes in the
history this country, one

which has left seven
people dead.

The man is so dangerous I had
to sentence him in a closed

court.

-We're going all on the way on
appeal, way over your head.

-Mr. Klein, that
is your right.

Take him away.

-Come on, Slade.

Let's go.

-Don't worry, I haven't
given up on you.

-That's very comforting,
Myron.

-Mr. Klein.

-Your honor.

-Approach the bench.

Listen, pencil neck.

Next time you mouth off in my
court, you'll have 30 days to

discuss the law with your other
clients who never made

it out of here.

-Now!

[gunshots]

POLICEMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Some
people figure meters don't

apply to them.

Hey, buddy.

Rise and shine.

RICHIE [OFFSCREEN]: Gunshots.

I heard gunshots.

-Backfires.

Just a truck backfiring,
nothing to worry about.

-Yeah, right.

Stanley.

-Who wants to know?

-It's me, Richie Ryan.

Come on, we're out of here.

-I'll be damned.

Richie Ryan!

[laughs]

It's been so long.

What have you been doing
with yourself?

-Go.

[gunshot]

POLICEMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Jerry!

[alarm]

[gunshots]

POLICEMAN [OFFSCREEN]:
I've got you.

[alarm]

[muffled gunshots]

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: I heard some
gunshots on the fourth floor.

LADY [OFFSCREEN]:
Are you serious?

MAN [OFFSCREEN]: Yeah.

[gunshots]

-Back off!

[gunshots]

-We'll try the other side.

[alarm]

-Ah!

-Myron!

[laughs]

How good to see you again.

Move.

Bring him along.

Kill the alarm, Mancuso.

[alarm stops]

-Geez.

-And you thought you
missed the party.

-MacLeod.

TESSA [OFFSCREEN]: Duncan!

-Let's go!

-No, they'll be waiting
for us in the lobby.

Everybody back in
the courtroom.

Move!

Him too.

Klein, give me your phone.

Move out!

[sirens]

[distant sirens]

-Duncan, it's me.

Duncan?

Duncan.

Don't touch me.

-Hey, bud, why don't
you lay off her!

-Very nice.

ANCHORWOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: We're
here in front of the county

courthouse, where 30 minutes
ago an extraordinary drama

took place.

Bryan Slade, the convicted
murderer, made a bid for

freedom from the courthouse
where he was being sentence,

apparently aided by members
of his own gang.

But the escape effort was
thwarted by two unsuspecting

police officers who stumbled
upon the gang members.

More detail as they
become available.

-Lieutenant Cominski.

-So, they ask for
anything yet?

-Yeah, a chopper and a
pilot, Lieutenant.

-What are the chances of you
putting some of your

men up on the roof?

-There's no roof access.

We could try bringing them in on
the same chopper that Slade

wants to go out on.

-Oh, come on.

No, he's too smart to fall
for something like that.

He'll have someone
up there already.

What about the bailiffs?

-They're both dead.

-Put in a call to Mr. Slade.

[phone dialing]

[phone ringing]

[beep]

-Bryan Slade here.

Who am I talking to?

LT.

COMINSKI [ON PHONE]: Lieutenant
Cominski.

I'm in charge down here.

-What's your first
name, Cominski?

-Stosh.

SLADE [ON PHONE]: Stosh.

Let me ask you a question,
Stosh.

Have you had much experience
doing this sort of thing?

-Well, what do you think?

-Careful, Stosh.

We can cut through a lot
of the ritual here.

Like I said, I want
the chopper on the

roof in a half hour.

I want five backpacks,
with enough food for

five men for a week.

Flashlights, a sleeping
bag, a compass--

you get the idea.

Either the chopper's on the roof
in a half hour, or your

first body hits the pavement.

-You OK, right?

-Are you all right?

-I'm all right.

Heh.

These guys aren't going
to let us go--

go even if I wasn't all right.

-Maybe they will.

-No, no, no.

Not these guys.

I'm a student of the
human condition.

I can size up a mark in
a fiddler's minute.

-Mark?

-Yeah, mark.

Yeah.

A sucker, pigeon.

It's what I do for a living.

[chuckles]

I'm a--

I'm a con-artists, Miss.

I like it.

I--

I tried fencing for awhile,
but you fall in with a bad

bunch of people that way.

Oh, in a con game, you're always
dealing with nicer

people, honest people--

dumb, a bit of larceny in
theirs hearts, but--

but nice and honest.

Nicer piece of people like--
like Richie here.

Anyway, my point is, these
guys you cannot con.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: SWAT unit
one, place your vehicle at

Post and Lincoln.

Unit to proceed on foot.

Unit one confirm.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Roger that.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:
Go ahead 375.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Need to
redirect traffic away from

Post and Main.

-They've taken out every other
camera on the fourth floor.

Here goes this one.

-No, he'll ask Slade first.

See, I'm getting a feel
for these guys.

They're like a well trained
military unit--

commandos maybe.

SWAT COMMANDER [OFFSCREEN]:
Slade was a

major in Special Forces.

Three of his gang
are ex-military.

You've been reading
their file.

-No, it's just a guess.

-Can you guess what they're
going to do in 25 minutes?

-I think we better have that
chopper on the roof.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: Roger that.

Sending additional support.

-Are you a cop?

You look like a cop.

-I'm not a cop.

-Military then, right?

-I put in time.

-I can always tell.

Nice move out in the hallway--

clean, efficient.

You're good.

I respect that.

-Am I supposed to
respect this?

-This?

Just business.

Nothing personal.

A means to an end.

-So you're bluffing
the police.

-No.

We'll do whatever's necessary.

You would to in my place,
wouldn't you?

Sure you would.

You'd do whatever it took.

I'm a good judge of men.

-[WHISPERS] My little girl is
somewhere on this floor.

Has anybody seen her?

-Let's try this "sources close
to the scene routine," you

know, make them think that
we know something

they don't, all right?

Ready.

Just shoot it.

I've just been informed by
sources very high up in the

police department
that something

big is about to break.

Although I see no unusual
activity outside the

courthouse, these
sources insist--

[helicopter]

---that this crisis is rapidly
reaching a head.

[helicopter]

-Son of a bitch.

[helicopter]

-Sometimes you just get lucky.

Shoot it!

Shoot it!

Shoot it!

[helicopter]

-Are you getting it?

-Two snipers came in
with the chopper.

They're on the roof.

-Keep an eye on them
Take this with you.

[phone dialing]

-I'm disappointed
in you, Stosh.

I thought we understood
each other.

-We do.

What's the problem here?

SLADE [ON PHONE]: There are two
snipers up on the roof.

-That was a mistake, Slade.

I didn't know about it.

We'll remove them.

-You're playing with me.

OK.

You want to see how I play?

Stay tuned.

[dial tone]

-We're taking the
snipers off now.

-Commander, next time you plan
some of this Rambo crap, do

you think you could
inform me first?

I'd really appreciate it.

-Take my good friend Myron here
into the office with the

security camera and do
him in front of it.

-I--I tried to take
care of you.

I was--

I was going to appeal.

We were going to beat
this thing together.

Why don't you take him?

-He has a wife and child.

He told me about them.

-Yeah, it's true.

It's true.

It's a little boy.

It's three.

-Oh.

What's his middle name?

-Um.

It's, uh--

-What's that they say in
the revolutions, Myron?

First, you kill all
the lawyers.

-No, no!

[screaming]

[click]

-[cries]

-Take Rambo here and
put him on ice.

Like I said, nothing personal.

Let's go.

-Duncan.

I love you.

-I'll see you.

-Not in this lifetime, pal.

-Now what the hell is this?

Who's the guy in the middle?

SWAT COMMANDER [OFFSCREEN]:
Maybe one of the hostages.

-Wait a minute, I
know this guy.

That's MacLeod.

[phone dialing]

SLADE [ON PHONE]: Just so we
understand the seriousness of

the situation, Stosh.

-We're pulling the men
off the roof, Slade!

Now listen.

Just to the chopper.

These guys are history.

SLADE [ON PHONE]: Just so there
are no more games, no

more delays.

-Slade, I know you're serious.

You don't need to impress me.

I know you.

Just-- you don't need
to do this.

[dial tone]

-Pick up, you son of a bitch.

Don't do this!

-Five, report your position.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Unit
four in position.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Unit
five, in position.

We're all ready.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Report shot fired.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Confirm that.

We heard it too.

-All squads attack
on my command.

-No.

Dammit, no!

-Ready!

-Look, they're all dead before
we even get close.

Now you call your men off now!

-Squads two, three,
five, stand down.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Confirmed,
standing down.

-Await orders.

Acknowledge.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Unit five, roger.

-So as of now, we have heard
that at least one hostage has

been shot, possibly killed, and
no further word as to the

identity of that hostage.

We will continue to keep you
informed of any developments

as they break.

Now back to our studio.

All right, look,
take this tape.

I don't care what you have to
do, beg, sell your children,

just get us a live feed.

All the news, all the time.

You are there.

In sports, one dead, no
men on, no score at

the top of the seventh.

Update--

any city, any time-- some
poor fool just died.

Film at 11:00.

[sighs]

This week in Washington--

-There's a man in the hall.

Maybe we should tell
him where we are.

[SPEAKING FOR DOLL]
I don't like him.

He looks mean.

[AS HERSELF] We'll wait in here
till my daddy comes back.

He'll know what to do.

he runs everything in this
building, you know.

-He was a brave man.

He died well.

I admire that.

-Do you think that I give
a damn what you admire?

-You're angry now.

That's understandable.

Later, in a day or so, you'll
appreciate what I've told you.

-Slade.

In a day or so, you'll
be dead.

-Aye.

Well, that still gives
us a day or so

together, doesn't it?

[phone ringing]

[beep]

-Are we on the same frequency
now, Stosh?

-Yeah, I'm listening.

-I want a helicopter big enough
for the five of us,

plus 3 hostages.

LT.

COMINSKI [ON PHONE]:
You have the pilot.

-No we don't.

Not until we're on the
chopper we don't.

-They're headed for the
Great North Woods.

They fly in their at treetop
level, they can

disappear for weeks.

-How long do you think
the hostages will

last once they land?

Meanwhile, we've
got 25 minutes.

-Not enough time to install
a beacon on the chopper.

Listen to me.

We've got to go in there, we've
got to save as many

hostages as we can.

-Where the hell do you think
you are, Beirut?

All right, all right.

We go in 10 minutes.

Yes, Mr. Mayor?

-Teams, two, three,
five, stand by.

It's a go.

[rattling]

-Not your day, is it?

-Who are you?

Did my daddy send you?

-Yeah, he sent me to see
if you are all right.

-Is he OK?

-Yeah, he's fine.

-You hurt yourself.

-It's just a cut.

It doesn't hurt much.

Now, we've got to be
very quiet, OK?

-Can you please leave now?

I'm playing.

-I wish I could, sweetheart,
but I'm sort of hiding.

-Then I'll go.

-Uh, no.

Uh.

There's some bad
men out there.

My dolly told me
they were bad.

[WHISPERS] I have to
go to the bathroom.

-Schmidt isn't anywhere around.

I checked.

Maybe he split on us.

-How?

He can't get out without going
past Mancuso and Pauling.

-They haven't seen him in
the last 10 minutes.

-Check the roof.

-I checked the ro--

-Check it again.

[toilet flush]

-[gasps]

-You said there might be
a loud noise, that

I'd be safer in here.

I didn't hear any loud noise.

-No, I know.

I was wrong.

We've got to go.

-I want to go home now.

Please.

-We can't yet.

Do you know any other really
good hiding places?

-Yep.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Hold on
the third landing and await

further orders.

-Let's move it.

Let's go, let's go.

-Yes.

Yes, I know that, Mr. Mayor.

Fine.

Thank you.

I'll tell him.

Yeah, he knows.

Wait.

-All squad leaders
are briefed.

They know every inch of
that fourth floor.

We go as soon as the
chopper arrives.

Can you think of anything
we're here?

-Yeah.

Munich.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: All
units stand by.

Maintain radio silence.

MANCUSO [OFFSCREEN]: Slade!

Slade!

Slade!

Slade!

There's nobody in there.

There's no body!

-Pauling, you stay
at the door.

[phone dialing]

[phone ringing]

-We have 10 minutes
here, Slade!

What?

MANCUSO [OFFSCREEN]: Maybe
he was wearing a vest.

-I shot him dead, Mancuso.

Check every room on the floor.

You stay here.

They're downstairs.

I can smell them.

-Slade!

What happened to him?

-You ever seen a bayonet
wound before?

-What?

-Come on.

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[gunshots]

-Wow, wow.

Where you going?

-Little girl.

Little girl, she's out there.

-Where?

-She's hiding.

-Well, then don't lead
them to her.

It's cool.

She'll be all right.

-OK.

[gunshots]

-Mancuso!

-I don't know who they are
shooting at, but they are not

shooting at us.

We are all right.

OK, stay back or they'll
kill us.

-Call it off.

The hostages are safe.

-All squads, hear this.

Abort.

Repeat, abort.

-What are you doing?

-I told them not to attack.

Somebody had to do it.

-That's very good.

You save more lives,
including yours.

Give me that.

Cominski, are you playing
with me now?

-What have you done, Slade?

We had a deal here.

-I've kept it.

Where's my chopper?

-The chopper is on its way.

Now, listen to be
very carefully.

If you harm any more hostages,
I will see to it personally

that you do not believe
that building alive.

And I hope you believe that.

-Oh, I believe you, Stosh.

I just don't care.

She said that Slade's men
didn't shoot at them.

What the hell is going
on up there?

-You're some woman.

-You're garbage.

[whack]

[whack]

[whack]

-This is how the judge
goes home without

anyone seeing him.

He told me.

-So what do we do now?

-Push here.

-Right here?

-You have to push very hard.

-You're being a very
good girl.

You're very smart.

[WHISPERS] But now you've
got to be very quiet.

-I will if you tell
me a story.

-Shh.

-Only if you tell me a story.

-This is where I want
you to hide.

And don't come out, no
matter what you hear.

-It's pretty small.

I like my daddy's
closet better.

-Well, we can't go back
there right now.

Go on.

-Only if you tell me a story.

-All right, but get in first.

-No ghost stories.

I like fairy stories.

-OK.

Well, uh, once there was
this place where the

fairy people lived.

It was a beautiful city in
those days, surrounded by

white walls and tall
stone towers.

-What were they like?

-Well, they were like
regular people.

Except they lived for a very
long time, and they never grew

old.

-Like Peter Pan.

-Yeah.

Sort of.

-Well, the fairies were handsome
and wise and very,

very clever.

The problem was, as time
went on, there were

more and more people.

And soon the fairy people had
to leave their home in the

fairy city.

They moved into the mountains
and into the old forests and

in the caves and
in the cliffs.

But the other people always
found these places, so the

fairy people had to move on.

-That's sad.

Where do they live now?

-[WHISPERS] Oh, Belinda,
they're all around us.

And you know what
their job is?

It's to protect children.

And sometimes tell
them stories.

-Have you ever met one?

-Oh, lots.

You stay very quiet
in here now, OK?

Hide.

-I know what's going on here.

-Sure you do.

-I'm serious.

It's that wacko serial killer
on trial in 3B.

He must have escaped.

-I didn't hear about him.

-Eats human flesh.

I'll bet he took the body.

-What kind of trash are
you talking, kid?

-Trash?

Let me ask you a question.

Was anyone out there killed
with a sword?

yeah, this murderer, he kills
people with swords, cuts 'em

up, and then [slurps]

mmm, mmm, good.

-Why don't you go relieve,
uh, Pauling.

Send him in here.

-Sure.

-Go on.

-Slade wants to see ya.

[racks bolt]

[grating]

-[screams]

-Mancuso's losing it.

You keep an eye on him.

-How you feel?

-[GASPING] I've felt better.

-So, Stanley, what are you
doing here this time?

-Fencing stolen merchandise.

Thought it would be
an easy scam.

[coughs]

-At your age?

-I know, I know.

Thought I wouldn't have to
go out of town so much.

I'm--

I'm getting too old for the
con game, you know.

-Well, let me give you some
professional advice.

Stick to what you know.

Fencing stolen property you meet
the wrong kind of people.

-I just said that to somebody.

I must be looking pretty bad.

You're awful nice to me.

-He's gone.

Now there's nobody watching
the hallway.

It's not secured.

Check for another way out.

Go on!

[ringing]

-Now, this is an interesting
test of your reflexes.

-Can you turn and fire that
thing before I skewer you?

Good news is I'm rusty,
I might miss.

You wanna know what
the bad news is?

The bad news is I'm
really pissed.

[helicopter]

MALE SPEAKER [OFFSCREEN]:
Chopper

squads on the building!

[helicopter]

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Chopper inbound,

golf, zulu, papa, victor.

Respond, blue leader.

[helicopter]

[phone ringing]

SLADE [ON PHONE]: Cominski,
I'm getting out of here.

I've got a hostage.

If you try anything,
we die together.

-I hear you, Slade None of
my people will stop you.

Just what are you doing?

-[screams]

-Take me!

Take me!

-I'll go.

-What are you trying to do?

-You!

-I have a proposition
for you, Slade.

-Who the hell are you?

-Just an old soldier.

Here's the deal.

You drop your gun,
we have a duel.

-A duel.

[laughs]

Come again.

-You get to that gun before
I get to my--

this.

You kill me, take
her, fly away.

-Why should I do something
that stupid?

-Soldier's honor.

-Honor.

-It's all you have left.

[clatter]

[clatter]

-[gasps]

-Nothing personal.

-[CRYING] Oh, I missed you!

Are you OK?

Mister, I don't know who
you are, but I owe you.

-Oh, now that you mention it.

-Son of a gun, Richie.

Look at that.

-[laughs]

You're getting senile,
Stanley.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
All units go.

Go!

-All right, folks.

Let's, uh, take you down stairs
and, uh, we have some

questions here.

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: What
happened up there?

Who killed them?

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: No idea.

Fourth floor is secure.

We found Slade.

ANCHORMAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Lieutenant, do you really know

what happened up there,
Lieutenant?

ANCHORWOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: Did
the police kill Slade?

ANCHORMAN [OFFSCREEN]:
Commander,

describe the final assault.

Commander!

ANCHORWOMAN [OFFSCREEN]: You've
go to give us more.

Can you give us the name's
of the hostages?

-Suspects apparently
had a falling out.

Four of them are dead and
one is in custody.

[sirens]

-What about the hostage
that was killed?

-That, uh, fortunately,
was only a bluff.

The hostage is alive and well.

He's doing very well.

He's pretty shaken up, doesn't
want to talk to anyone.

That's all for now.

Thanks.

-Yeah, but can you give
us any reasons--

-Thank you.

--why the gang members began
killing each other?

-What do you think happened
out there?

-I'm saving it for my memoirs.

-Richie.

Richie, what are
you doing here?

-Got to go.

-Well, wait--wait a minute
Were you in there?

What-- what happened to you?

-Look who's here?

-What-- what--

what, um--

what happened?

-Aren't you getting in?

-No.

I'll see you at home later.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: Unit
two, how many body

bags have been requested?

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]: Six.

We have the bailiffs
in the corridor.

The others are spread out all
over the fourth floor.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: Roger.

Medical examiner is
on his way up.

Did you say six bodies,
unit two?

POLICEMAN [ON RADIO]:
Roger that.

THEME SONG: And here
we are, we're the

princes of the universe.

And here we belong, fighting
for survival.

We've got to be the rulers
of your world.

I am Immortal.

I have inside me
blood of kings.

I have no rival.

No man can be my equal.

Take me to the future
of your world.