I must have missed 60 minutes
Hans Gruber: Attention Mr. Cowboy, or should I call you... Mr. McClane? Mr. Officer John McClane of the New York Police Department?
John McClane: Sister Teresa called me Mr McClane in the Third Grade. My friends call me John... and you're neither,
.
Hans Gruber: There is someone that wants to talk to you; someone you were with earlier at the party.
Harry Ellis: [Hans hands him the walkie talkie] Hey, John boy.
John McClane: Ellis?
Harry Ellis: Listen buddy. I need you to tell these people where the detonators are.
John McClane: Ellis, what did you tell them?
Harry Ellis: I told them that you were my guest at the party. Look John, I know you are doing your job and I can appreciate it but, you're just dragging this thing out. Tell these people where the detonators are, or they're gonna kill me.
[Becoming serious]
Harry Ellis: I think you can get with the program here John, the police are here it's their problem. Just tell these poeple where the detonators are so no one else gets hurt, you know I'm putting my life on the line for you, pal.
John McClane: Ellis.
Harry Ellis: John?
John McClane: Shut up Ellis, just shut your mouth. Put Hans back on the line.
[Ellis hands the walkie talkie back to Hans]
John McClane: Hans, this
doesn't know what kind of man you are but I do.
Hans Gruber: Good. Then, you tell me where the detonators are and save your friend's life, you're not a part of this equation, this time you realize that.
[Hans presents his gun]
Harry Ellis: Hey, what am I, a method actor Hans? C'mon put the gun away, this is radio, not television.
John McClane: [nervously yelling] Hans, this
is not my friend, I just met him tonight, I don't know him. Jesus Christ, Ellis these people are gonna kill you, tell them, you don't know me.
Harry Ellis: C'mon John, how can you say that after all these years? John?
[gets no response]
Harry Ellis: John?
[still gets no response, then laughs slightly, then Hans shoots Ellis in the head]
Hans Gruber: [after Hans has just killed a hostage, he puts the walkie talkie into the screaming crowd, then yells into the walkie talkie to McClane] Hear that? Talk to me, where are my detonators? Where are they, or shall I shoot another one? Sooner or later, I may get to someone you DO care about!
John McClane: Go
yourself, Hans.
...end scene
