Sir! We just monitored a call from the chief engineer. Our people took out their SWAT...

[Kahn comes down from the choir loft and joins Colonel Stuart and Garber] Kahn: Sir! We just monitored a call from the chief engineer. Our people took out their SWAT team, *completely*. Garber: You were right. They went for the antenna array. We're right on schedule. Colonel Stuart: Losing our own team wasn't part of the plan. [He goes over to the phone and dials; he is heard in the tower and by McClane over Barnes's phone] Colonel Stuart: Attention, Dulles Tower. Attention, Dulles Control Tower. Mr. Trudeau, I know you're listening. Unfortunately, you're not obeying. Trudeau: [to himself] Draw me face to face. We'll see. Colonel Stuart: You were warned not to try to restore your systems. You've wasted lives and precious time on a futile and obvious target. Now you're gonna pay the penalty. John McClane: [on the Skywalk, through Barnes's phone] I've got five dead officers down here, Colonel Stuart! Is that penalty enough? [Lorenzo goes over to the phone] Carmine Lorenzo: McClane, you keep out of this! You've been enough of a pain... [He stops midsentence when he notices Trudeau glaring unhappily at him] Colonel Stuart: Oh, McClane. John McClane. The policeman hero who saved the Nakatomi hostages. I read about you in People Magazine. You seemed a bit out of your league on Nightline, I thought. John McClane: Hey, Colonel. Blow me! How much drug money is Esperanza paying you to turn traitor? Colonel Stuart: I think Cardinal Richilieu said it best: "Treason is merely a matter of dates." This country's got to learn that it can't keep cutting the legs off of men like General Esperanza. Men who have the guts to stand up against Communist aggression. John McClane: And Lesson #1 starts with killing policemen? What's Lesson #2, the neutron bomb? Colonel Stuart: No. I think we can find something in between. Watch this! [Hangs up and turns to Thompson] Colonel Stuart: Give me a flight number - one that's low on fuel. [Thompson hands him a slip] Thompson: Windsor 114, transatlantic from London. Fuel tanks dry as a martini. Colonel Stuart: Activate the ILS landing system. Recalibrate sea level - *minus* 200 feet. [Thompson rotates a dial and taps his pen on a computer screen to recalibrate the system] Controller in tower: Oh Jesus! They've reset ground level minus 200 feet!

Yeah. Sir, we just monitored a call from their chief engineer. Our people took out their S.W.A.T. team completely. You were right. They went for the antenna array. We're right on schedule. Losing our own team wasn't part of the plan. Attention, Dulles Tower. Attention, Dulles Control Tower. Mr. Trudeau, I know you're listening. Unfortunately, you're not obeying. Try me face to face, and we'll see. You were warned not to try to restore your systems. You've wasted lives and precious time on a futile and obvious target. Now you're going to pay the penalty. I've got five dead officers down here, Colonel Stuart. Isn't that penalty enough? McClane, you keep out of this. You've been nothing but a pain-- Oh, McClane. John McClane. The policeman hero who saved the Nakatomi hostages. I read about you in People magazine. You seemed out of your league on Nightline, I thought. Hey, Colonel, blow me. How much drug money is Esperanza paying you to turn traitor? Cardinal Richelieu said it best. Treason is merely a matter of dates. This country's got to learn that it can't keep cutting the legs off of men like General Esperanza, men who have the guts to stand up against Communist aggression. And lesson one starts with killing policemen? What's lesson two-- the neutron bomb? No. I think we can find something in between. Watch this. Give me a flight number, one that's low on fuel. Windsor 114. Transatlantic from London. Fuel tank's dry as a martini. Activate the I LS landing system, but recalibrate sea level minus 200 feet. Oh,Jesus! They've reset ground level minus 200 feet. Windsor flight 114. This is Dulles Approach. Do you copy? Dulles Approach, this is Windsor 114. Where the devil have you been? Windsor 114. Dulles Approach. We've been right here all along, old buddy. Our systems only came back on line just this very second. Windsor 114, you are cleared for ILS approach, runway two-niner. Contact Dulles Tower frequency at the outer marker. Jesus Christ, he's going to crash the fucking plane! Roger, Approach, and about time. I've got 230 people up here flying on petrol fumes. Roger, 114. Understand. Calibrate Dulles altimeter... Oh,Jesus. They'll fly right into the concrete. Son of a bitch! Why are they listening to him? It's our frequency! Why shouldn't they? Dulles, this is Windsor 114. Barnes! This is Dulles Tower. We have radar contact... Give me your coat! Windsor 114, stand by... What are you going to do? Whatever I can. Ladies and gentlemen, as you've probably noticed, we've started our descent. We're sorry for the inconvenience, but we'll all be on the ground in a few minutes. Thank you. Please keep your seat belts on. Oh, not to worry. We've made arrangements for your next flight, so you won't miss it, O.K.? In your seat, please. Come on, in your seat. Oh, hey. We're just like British Rail, love. We may be late, but we get you there. Don't worry. Good luck, McClane! Dulles, this is Windsor 114, inside the outer marker. Roger, 114. This is Dulles Tower. We have radar contact and show you on I LS. You're in the glide path, and you're looking good.