The Taking Of Pelham One Two Three
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Synopsis
The Cast
Walter Matthau 
Lieutenant Garber
Robert Shaw
Blue
Martin Balsam
Green
Hector Elizondo
Grey
Earl Hindman
Brown
James Broderick
Denny Doyle
Bill Cobbs
Man on Platform
Alex Colon
The Delivery Boy
Walter Jones
Mr. Mattson
Louise Larabee
The Alcoholic
Thomas Barbour
T.A. Chairman
Anna Berger
The Mother
Gary Bolling
The Homosexual
Rudy Bond
Police Commissioner
Joe Fields
The Salesman
Nathan George
Patrolman James
Mari Gorman
The Hooker
Michael Gorrin
The Old Man
Gene Gross
Muscat
Burtt Harris
Ptl. Ricci
Julius Harris
Inspector Daniels
Kenneth McMillan
Borough Commander
George Lee Miles
The Pimp
Christopher Murney
Dispatcher
Dick O'Neill
Correll
Tom Pedi
Caz Dolowicz
Doris Roberts
Mayor's Wife
Tony Roberts
Warren LaSalle
Lucy Saroyan
Coed #2
Joe Seneca
Police Sergeant
Sal Viscuso
Ptl. O'Keefe
Lee Wallace
The Mayor
Robert Weil
Marino
Beatrice Winde
Mrs. Jenkins
Conrad Yama
Mr. Tomashita
Carey Loftin
Stunt Driver
Harry Madsen
Stunt Driver
Paul Nuckles
Stunt Driver
Jerry Stiller
Lt. Rico Patrone
Carol Cole
The Secretary
Carolyn Nelson
Coed #1
Jerry Holland
Budy Carmondy
Carmine Foresta
Train Expediter
Tim Myers
Plumber
Cynthia Belgrave
The Maid
Simon Deckard
Ptl. Miskowsky
Toru Nagai
Mr. Yashimura
Rick Seaman
Stunt Driver
Thomas LaFleur
Older Son
Maria Landa
Spanish Woman
William Snickowski
Hippie/Plainclothes Policeman
Walter Jones
Mr. Mattson
Ruth Attaway
Mayor's Nurse


Tag Lines

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Trivia






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Deputy Mayor: All right, Al. You've heard from the Three Wise Men. Now what do you say?
Mayor: What are THEY going to say, Warren?
Deputy Mayor: They who?
Mayor: Who? Everybody - the press, the man on the street.
Mayor's wife: He means the voters.
Deputy Mayor: You know what they're going to say. The Times is going to support you. The News is going to knock you. The Post will take both sides at the same time. The rich will support you, likewise the blacks and the Puerto Ricans won't give a shit. So come on, Al, quit stalling!
Mayor: Will you stop bullying everybody, Warren? This is supposed to be a democracy!
Deputy Mayor: Wise up, for chrissake, we're trying to run a city, not a goddamn democracy! Al, quit farting around - we've got to pay!
Mayor: Jessie, Jessie, what do you say?
Mayor's wife: I know a million dollars sounds like a lot of money. But just think what you'll get in return.
Mayor: What?
Mayor's wife: Eighteen sure votes.
Mayor: All right, all right. Warren, Warren, arrange for the payoff!
Deputy Mayor: Hallelujah.
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Mr. Blue: I once had a man shot for talking to me like that.
Mr. Gray: Yeah, well, that's the difference between you and me. I've always done my own killing.
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Mr. Blue: Ladies and gentlemen, it might interest you to know that the City of New York has agreed to pay for your release.
[Hostages cheer]
Old Man: Excuse me, sir. Do you mind telling me how much you're getting?
Mr. Blue: What's it to you, sir?
Old Man: A man likes to know his worth.
Mr. Blue: One million dollars.
Old Man: That's not so good.
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Mr. Blue: Be Quiet! Now be quiet! nothing will happen as long as you obey my orders.
Pimp: Shit man that's what they said in Vietnam, and I still got my ass shot full of lead.
Mr. Gray: Shut your mouth nigger! and keep it shut!
Mr. Blue: Mr. Gray!
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Mr. Blue: The Africans used to pay me five thousand.
Mr. Green: Five thousand a month? Geez...
Mr. Blue: For leading a battalion.
Mr. Green: What the hell'd you get out of that for?
Mr. Blue: Because the market dried up.
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Mr. Blue: You a policeman?
[cop nods]
Mr. Blue: Well done. The mayor will go to your funeral.
[raises his gun and points it at the cop's head]
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Correll: Christ, to hear you plead with that chickenshit makes me ashamed to be an American.
Lt. Garber: Go away, will you, Frank? Go play with your trains.
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Miskowsky: This is a million dollars?
O'Keefe: It's what it buys, Albert, not what it weighs.
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Hooker: Listen, you little prick. Twenty bucks wouldn't buy you a good night kiss.
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Lt. Rico Patrone: Even great men have to pee.
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Caz Dolowicz: Oh, come on. If I've got to watch my language just because they let a few broads in, I'm going to quit. How the hell can you run a goddamn railroad without swearing?
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Mayor: Warren, suppose the hijackers start shooting at me?
Deputy Mayor: Will you stop? They have no reason to shoot at you.
Mayor: Why - do you think they're from out of town?
Deputy Mayor: Get dressed, Al. I'll do the jokes.
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Correll: Don't bug me, Garber. I've got problems.
Lt. Garber: Oh, yeah? What's the matter?
Correll: Oh, nothing: a train is down, it's radio's dead, the power's off, and it's dumped its load. Aside from that, everything's ginger peachy.
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Lt. Rico Patrone: We had a bomb scare in the Bronx yesterday, but it turned out to be a cantaloupe.
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Lt. Rico Patrone: What's up, Z?
Lt. Garber: You won't believe it.
Lt. Rico Patrone: You know me, I'll believe anything.
Lt. Garber: A train has been hijacked.
Lt. Rico Patrone: I don't believe it.
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Lt. Rico Patrone: Wait a minute. I just figured out how they're going to get away.
Lt. Garber: I'm listening.
Lt. Rico Patrone: They're going to fly the train to Cuba.
Lt. Garber: You're a sick man, Rico.
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Correll: Whaddaya mean, you haven't got any buses? Go out and hijack some!
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Lt. Garber: Transit Authority.
Toll Booth Officer: Still gotta pay.
Lt. Garber: Hey, your name is Lattimer?
Toll Booth Officer: What about it?
Lt. Garber: Well, just answer a question, would you please, fella?
Toll Booth Officer: Look, I don't work for you guys anymore. You don't get shit from me.
Lt. Garber: Hey, can you account for your whereabouts today, Mr. Lattimer?
Toll Booth Officer: Are you trying to connect me with that hijacking? Forget it! I've been here since 2:30 this afternoon.
Lt. Garber: You sure?
Toll Booth Officer: Sure? Ask anybody.
Lt. Garber: Don't worry, we will.
Toll Booth Officer: Hold it! It's still gonna be 50 cents.
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Bud Carmody: Jesus Christ, what was that?
Brown: What was what?
Bud Carmody: I didn't know these things went backwards.
Brown: Now you know.
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Denny Doyle: You're still in switching. Why don't you peg it up to series? You're green all the way.
Green: Nah, we're in no hurry.
[sneezes]
Denny Doyle: Cold sounds pretty bad.
Green: I don't know. I woke up in the middle of the night.
[bright flash followed by a bang]
Green: Sheesh.
Blue: What happened?
Green: Must have bucked.
Blue: You told me you could drive this thing.
Green: It wasn't me.
Denny Doyle: No, it was the train. She bucks all the time, especially in that switching. She's a dog.
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Green: What's your name, motorman?
Denny Doyle: Uh, Denny Doyle.
Green: Ever get written up?
Denny Doyle: Uh, yes, sir. Once.
Green: What for?
Denny Doyle: Running a red signal. How about you?
Green: Twice. Once on the Canarsie...
Blue: That's right, Mr. Green. Tell Mr. Doyle all about yourself, will you?
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Lt. Garber: Rico, you want to make yourself useful? Get personnel and tell them to get together a list of all motormen discharged for cause during the past five to ten years.
Lt. Rico Patrone: What are you looking for?
Lt. Garber: Somebody down there knows how to drive a train. You don't pick that up watching Sesame Street. Tell them we want it today.
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Lt. Garber: Did you get that list of motormen who were discharged for cause I asked you to get?
Lt. Rico Patrone: Yeah - 78 names.
Lt. Garber: Seventy-eight?
Lt. Rico Patrone: Yeah, but it's not that bad. Eight are dead, 22 were rehired, eleven are in jail, 26 moved away, one's in a mental institution, and another's a member of the New York Police Department.
Lt. Garber: That's our man right there.
Lt. Rico Patrone: Sorry to disappoint you, Zachary, but he was accounted for.
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Blue: Now, then, ladies and gentlemen, do you see this gun? It fires 750 rounds of 9-millimeter ammunition per minute. In other words, if all of you simultaneously were to rush me, not a single one of you would get any closer than you are right now. I do hope I've made myself understood.
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Green: I'm taking your brake handle and reverse key, Denny. I want your cutting key also. That's it.
Blue: You'll be hearing from Command Center in a minute or two. You won't answer; you'll ignore the call. Is that clear, My. Doyle?
Denny Doyle: Oh yes, sir, they can call all they want to. I'm deaf.
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Lt. Garber: Inspector, that short move they made between 28th St. and 17th St. - why did they do that?
Inspector Daniels: I don't know.
Lt. Garber: Suppose they wanted to do something they didn't want anybody else to know about?
Inspector Daniels: Like what?
Lt. Garber: Like jumping off the train! Turn around, Inspector, we're going back to 17th St.
Inspector Daniels: Like hell we are!
Lt. Garber: They are not on the train. I'm sure of it!
Inspector Daniels: Look, Garber, I suggested that in the first place and you shot me down. Something about a dead man's feature?
Lt. Garber: But they figured out how to beat that! That's their plan! That's what they started with!
Inspector Daniels: [to his chauffeur] Turn this thing around and burn rubber.
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Inspector Daniels: You better be right about this, Garber.
Lt. Garber: Well, even if I am, it's probably too late.
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Correll: Boy, I never thought I'd see the day when talking to murderers took priority over running a railroad.
Lt. Garber: Get off it, will you, Frank? My only priority is saving the lives of these passengers.
Correll: Screw the goddamn passengers! What the hell did they expect for their lousy 35 cents - to live forever?
Lt. Garber: Oh, you're beautiful.
[into mike]
Lt. Garber: Do you read me, Pelham One Two Three?
Correll: If I was running things, I'd go in there with guns and tear gas and blast them out.
Lt. Garber: Yeah, well you're not running things, so why don't you start doing your own work and let the police do theirs, huh?
Correll: Like that lilly-livered cop on the train, huh? When the hell's he going to start shooting?
Lt. Garber: We don't even know if it is a he.
[into mike]
Lt. Garber: Do you read me, Pelham One Two Three?
Correll: Lady cops - what the hell good are they? She probably can't even find her gun in her goddamn purse!
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The Mayor: Warren, I've thought it over. I know what we're going to do.
Warren LaSalle: You tell me.
The Mayor: We're going to let 'em keep the goddamn subway train. Hell, we've got plenty of them; we'll never even miss it.
Warren LaSalle: How about the 18 hostages, Al? Are we going to miss them?
The Mayor: Warren, goddammit, this city hasn't got a million dollars!
Warren LaSalle: Then you better empty out one of your Swiss bank accounts because there's no other way out.
The Mayor: Don't we get even to think about it?
Warren LaSalle: There's no time.
The Mayor: All right. I still want the full picture. Get me the police commissioner, the chairman of the Transit Authority, and that putz we've got for a Comptroller.
Warren LaSalle: They're on their way over. But it's no good running to them, Al. You're the man. The buck stops with you.
The Mayor: Oh, shit!
Warren LaSalle: God help us.
The Mayor: Shit! Piss! Fuck!
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[Gray opens the storm door for Green]
Green: Thanks, Mr. Gray.
Grey: Don't mention it, uh, Mr. Green, right?
Green: Right.
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Bud Carmody: What's he going to do?
Brown: You wouldn't want me to s-s-spoil the surprise, would you?
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Lt. Garber: Inspecor Daniels?
Inspector Daniels: Daniels.
Lt. Garber: [realizing DCI Daniels is African-American] Oh, I, uh, thought you were, uh, like a shorter guy or - I don't know what I thought.
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O'Keefe: I always wanted to do this. Look, we're scaring the shit out of everybody.
Miskowsky: Yeah, including me.
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Lt. Garber: Hey, Frank, you know who went down to 28th St. from Grand Central?
Frank Correll: Yeah, Caz Dolowicz. Why?
Lt. Garber: Sheesh. I knew him.
Frank Correll: What do you mean, you knew him?
Lt. Garber: They just shot him.
Frank Correll: Dead?
[Garber nods]
Frank Correll: Caz? Fat Caz?
Lt. Garber: Yep.
Frank Correll: Awwww, shit!
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Lt. Garber: Frank, how much longer before the track's clear all the way to South Ferry?
Frank Correll: You mean before this railroad is so totally fucked up it'll take a computer to put it back together?
Lt. Garber: Yes, Frank, that's what I meant.
Frank Correll: About five or six minutes. I got a snag over at Brooklyn Bridge.
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Inspector Daniels: Garber, I just had a terrible thought: suppose they're not on the train? What if they set the throttle and jumped off? While we're chasing the train, they're sneaking out of an emergency exit somewhere behind us.
Lt. Garber: Ingenious thought, sir, except for one thing: it's impossible.
Inspector Daniels: Why?
Lt. Garber: Little gizmo known as a dead man's feature. It was built into the controller handle in case a motorman should ever drop dead. The controller handle has to have a man's hand pressing down on it hard at all times. Otherwise, the thing don't work. The train stops cold.
Inspector Daniels: Uh-huh. I see.
Lt. Garber: Nice try, though.
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Lt. Rico Patrone: This is Lieutenant Patrone, Operations... Where are you now?
Ptl. James: 28th Street Southbound... Hey look Lieutenant everything cooled out I mean nothing happening... Now what's going on?
Lt. Rico Patrone: Look don't react to this but a train's been hijacked!
Ptl. James: Holy Shit!
Lt. Rico Patrone: For god sake don't say anything!
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Caz Dolowicz: When did the power go? Hey conductor when did the power go?
Conductor: Who wants to know?
Caz Dolowicz: Me! The supervisor of the Grand Central Tower wants to know!
Conductor: Oh yes sir, A couple of minutes ago. Hey what happened down there? A man go under?
Caz Dolowicz: Who wants to know?
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Mr. Blue: Excuse me, do you people still execute in this state?
Lt. Garber: What? Oh, execute. No, not at the moment.
Mr. Blue: Pity.
[he then steps on the third rail and electrocutes himself]
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Mr. Blue: It is 2:24, Lieutenant, you've got forty-nine minutes.
Lt. Garber: Be reasonable, will you? We're trying to cooperate with you but we can't do anything if you don't give us enough time to work with.
Mr. Blue: Forty-nine minutes.
Lt. Garber: We're dealing with City Hall, for God's sake, you know what a mess of red tape that is?
Mr. Blue: Forty-nine minutes.
Lt. Garber: Look, fella, we know how to tell time as well as you do, but we're not gonna get anywhere if all you do is repeat forty-nine minutes!
Mr. Blue: Forty-*eight* minutes.
Lt. Garber: Yeah, all right, we'll get back to you as soon as we can.
[after shutting off the mike]
Lt. Garber: Son of a bitch.
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Mr. Mattson: Okay, kid, out loud now so's I can hear what you sayin'.
Bud Carmody: I'm checkin' the passengers gettin' on and off...
Mr. Mattson: Uh-huh.
Bud Carmody: Front and back. Shuttin' the doors. Rear section first and the first section. And the doors are closed. Now I'm checking my indicator lights to make sure all the doors are locked. I remove my switch key and back out the window for a distance of three car lengths to make sure no one's being dragged. 51st street next stop, next stop, 51st street. How'd I do?
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Lt. Garber: Sorry if we bothered you, Mr. Longman. Come on, Rico.
Mr. Green: [Mr. Green sneezes]
Lt. Garber: Gesundheit.
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Lt. Garber: These are the assignment desks, one for each of the lines. This is the BMT, the IRT. Here's the IND. There's our artist in residence. And right through here's our operations Liuetenant Enrico Patrone, who on weekends works for the mafia.
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Warren LaSalle: Hallelujah! Alright, fellahs, you heard him. Phil, pass the word to the bad guys that we're coughing up. Sid, what bank do we do the most business with?
Transit Authority Chairman: City National Trust. I'll give them a call.
Warren LaSalle: I'll call. You'll take an hour trying to knock down the interest rate.
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Blue: What did they catch you doing?
Green: Nothing. They framed me. The beakies needed a fall guy.
Blue: The beakies?
Green: Transit cops. Undercover guys. They got wind of a gang passing dope, you know, transporting from downtown uptown and giving it to a motorman, somebody picking it up in Harlem. They tried to pin the evidence on me but they didn't find anything.
Blue: You were innocent?
Green: Course I was innocent. Do you think I'd do a thing like that? What's the matter with you?
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Correll: I don't give a rat's ass for your fucking instructions. I'm not lifting a finger to help the killers of Caz Dolowicz.
Correll: [Grabbed by the shirt by Lt.Garber] Hey, Jesus!
Lt. Garber: Now you listen to me, you dumb son of a bitch. You don't do what I tell you, you'll be having *dinner* tonight with Caz Dolowicz!
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Lt. Garber: Rico, she's moving.
Lt. Rico Patrone: Whose moving?
Lt. Garber: Who do you think? Pelham!
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Lt. Garber: Inspector Daniels? She's moving, sir.
Inspector Daniels: Whose moving?
Lt. Garber: What's the matter with everybody? How many hijacked trains have we got around here, anyway?
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Lt. Garber: [after talking to Mr Blue on the radio] The guy who's talking's got a heavy English accent. He could be a fruitcake.
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