Snake Plissken is once again called in by the United States government to recover a potential doomsday device from Los Angeles, now an autonomous island where undesirables are deported.

Snake Plissken: Got a smoke?
Malloy: The United States is a no-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 Plissken: [sarcastic] Land of the free.
[last lines]
[after having shut down all machinery in the world]
Snake Plissken: Welcome to the human race.
Snake Plissken: By the way, who gives me the antidote?
Malloy: A medical team will be standing by.
Snake Plissken: Neither one of you?
Malloy: No.
Snake Plissken: Good!
[Snake opens fire on Malloy and Brazen with his assault rifle, but to no effect. Malloy and Brazen do not flinch or even blink]
Malloy: Ha! We thought you might try that, hotshot. That's why the first clip is loaded with blanks. Bye bye, Snake. Good luck!
Snake Plissken: Sad story. You got a smoke?
President: All right, I've heard enough. Would you explain to this foot soldier why he's going to do what we tell him to do.
Snake Plissken: What's he talking about?
Malloy: The Plutoxin Seven virus.
Brazen: Genetically engineered. 100% 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 Plissken: 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 Plissken: One question: which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
Malloy: You don't understand. It's already in you.
[Snake looks down at his hand, where it was scratched earlier]
Brazen: Catches on quick, doesn't he?
President: Man is too dumb to survive L.A.
Malloy: We're holograms, Plissken.
Malloy: For God sakes, don't do it, Snake!
Snake Plissken: The name's Plissken.
[pushes the button]
[Snake is racing in a submarine]
Malloy: Slow it down, Plissken! You're overloading the power plant!
Snake Plissken: You slow down, dickhead! I'm the one who's dying!
President: What's it going to be, Plissken? Them or us?
Snake Plissken: I shut down the third world, you win they lose. I shut down America, they win, you lose. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
[the Surgeon General gropes Taslima's breasts]
Surgeon General of Beverly Hills: My God, they're real!
Taslima: I read your future.
Snake Plissken: The future is right now.
[facing four gunmen at once]
Snake Plissken: I'm gonna give you assholes a chance. What do you say we play a little Bangkok Rules?
[picks up a tin can. The four gunmen back up and get ready]
Snake Plissken: Nobody draws until this hits the ground.
[throws the can high into the air, then pulls his revolvers and kills all four gunmen before the can lands. Can hits the ground]
Snake Plissken: Draw.
[to the crowd]
Cuervo Jones: I give you the death of SNAKE PLISSKEN!
Snake Plissken: What's that?
Pipeline: Tsu-nami, Snake! Tsunami!
Snake Plissken: Your rules are really beginning to annoy me.
Hershe Las Palmas: What's in it for me?
Snake Plissken: I know that voice. You're Carjack Malone.
[after the President orders Snake executed]
Malloy: On my command... FIRE!
[the soldiers open fire, without effect. Malloy grabs a rifle, walks up to Snake, and swings the butt through his body]
Brazen: He's not even *here*! He's a hologram!
Snake Plissken: Catches on quick, doesn't she?
[repeated line]
Taslima: I thought you'd be taller.
President: If you go to Los Angeles, and come back with that black box and put it in my hand, you'll be given a full pardon for every moral crime you've committed in the United States.
Snake Plissken: Sounds familiar.
Utopia: To the American people! now it's the time to rise up and demand the surrender of the President and his corrupt theocracry! of lies and terror!
Brazen: at 11:40 hours se hijacked Air Force 3. We scan this onto the VR. Check it out
Utopia: Today is day one of a brand new world. The days of Empire are finished; to the President... my father... you know what's in here... unless you open your borders, allow all the wrognfully accused, to return to their country... I will use this, on you and on the United States...
Snake Plissken: [Snake finds a dead thug wearing his stolen jacket] I'll take my coat back now, asshole.
Surgeon General of Beverly Hills: What a beautiful blue eye!
Brazen: Mr. President, Commander Malloy, we are receiving reports from Miami. An armada of warships have just departed Cuba. ETA to Florida coast in 45 minutes.
Malloy: Starting the invasion.
President: Gotta go to my quarters. Got to pray!
Malloy: [to Brazen] Go with him. Make sure he doesn't do anything crazy.
Snake Plissken: [to the President] I can see you're real concerned about your daughter.
Cuervo Jones: Bend over mister President.
[explaining the basketball rules to Snake]
Cuervo Jones: Two hoops, full court. Ten-second shot clock. Miss a shot, you get shot. Shot clock buzzer goes off before you shoot, you get shot. Two points for a basket, no three-point bullshit. All you gotta do is get ten points. That's it.
Cuervo Jones: By the way, nobody's ever walked off that court alive. Nobody.
Snake Plissken: [bored tone of voice] Who are you?
President: I'm your President.
Snake Plissken: [unimpressed] Understand you got some domestic problems...
Duty Sergeant: What would you say to all of us who believed in you, who looked up to you, who thought you stood for right over wrong, good over evil? Be my guest. What do you have to say, Plissken?
Snake Plissken: Call me Snake.
Snake Plissken: Fuck you, I'm going to Hollywood...
Utopia: [after Snake shuts down the entire planet]
Utopia: He did it! He shut down the Earth!
Taslima: What are you doing here in LA?
Snake Plissken: Dying.
Cuervo Jones: That looks like Snake Plissken!
Utopia: Who?
Cuervo Jones: He used to be a gunfighter. He kind of faded out of the scene a few years ago. I hear he slowed down some.
Utopia: He don't look that slow Cuervo!
Cuervo Jones: Nobody rolls into town and direspects me! Not Snake Plissken, not nobody! Bolas!
[first lines]
Female Narrator: In the late 20th century, hostile forces inside the United States grow strong. The city of Los Angeles is ravaged by crime and immorality. To protect and defend its citizens, the United States Police Force is formed. A presidential candidate predicts a millennium earthquake will destroy L.A. in divine retribution.
President: Like the mighty fist of God, Armageddon will descend upon the city of Los Angeles - the city of sin, the city of Gomorrah, the city of Sodom - and waters will rise and separate this sinful, sinful city from our country.
Female Narrator: The earthquake measuring 9.6 on the Richter scale hits at 12:59 P.M. August 23rd in the year 2000. After the devastation, the Constitution is amended, and the newly elected president accepts a lifetime term of office. The country's capitol is moved from Washington, D.C., to the president's hometown of Lynchburg, Virginia. Los Angeles Island is declared no longer part of the United States and becomes the deportation point for all people found undesirable or unfit to live in the new, moral America. The United States Police Force, like an army, is encamped among the shorelines, making any escape from L.A. impossible. From the southeastern hills of Orange County to the northwestern shore of Malibu, the great wall excludes L.A. from the mainland. The president's first act as permanent Commander in Chief is Directive 17: once an American loses his or her citizenship, they are deported to this island of the damned, and they never come back.
Cuervo Jones: Some people think you're already dead, Snake. Some say you never will be. Though you may have survived Cleveland. You may have escaped from New York. But this is L.A., vato. And you're about to find out that this fucking city can kill anybody!
[seeing the crowd chanting Snake's name after he's beaten the basketball shots]
Map to the Stars Eddie: This town loves a winner...
Skinhead: Hey, One-Eye! Look in my face when I talk to you, shit-heel.
[brings out his knife, Snake guns him down]
Malloy: This is your last chance, hotshot.
Snake Plissken: For what?
Malloy: Freedom.
Snake Plissken: In America? That died a long time ago.
Cuervo Jones: Hey, Presidente, silence is golden, no? Don't tell me you didn't enjoy this just a little bit. I mean, if your wife's anything like your daughter, she's sweet, but you can just shut her up.
Utopia: Hey, knock it off, Cuervo.
Snake Plissken: You'd better hope I don't make it back!
Snake Plissken: You know where I can find Cuervo Jones?
Skinhead: What do I look like, a fuckin' tour guide?

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