There is a storm on the horizon. A time of hardship and pain. This battle has been won, but the war against the machines rages on. Skynet's global network remains strong, but we will not quit until all of it is destroyed. This is John Connor. There is no fate but what we make.
Fred: There's a passenger back here, in case you didn't remember, all star. Willie: Oh, sorry. Least you didn't throw up.
That was nuts!
Take a walk, buddy, take a walk.
That last stint in jail has really sharpened that rapier wit of yours.
Thorny: Oh, man! What happened here? Chief Grady: Take a walk, sonny.
Chief Grady: This investigation is already under control. Thorny: Well, now it is.
Yeah, retired cop goes to work for his hippie girlfriend in her head shop. Too sitcom, Darlin'.
Yeah, those stories about us are mostly lies, really. Except for the one about how we pulled over AC/DC's bus and then they flew us down to Jamaica to party with them; that one's true.
Farva: Unit 91, that license plate belongs to a local Spurbury police vehicle. Mac: It does? Oh, my god! Farva: Very funny, 91. Mac: Thank you, radio.
And that was the second time I got crabs.
That's one stinky pyramid. We should've built a stinky igloo and climbed in.
The monkey has a butler? Great.
This the way you screen all your guests?
That is an RV from hell.
This is a violent work of art!
Cash: Tango, we only got 11 minutes. Tango: Raiders scored 3 touchdowns in 11 minutes. Cash: Yeah, but they had 3 time outs.
That's custom-fitted foam insulation you'll be riding in, Bullseye. First class all the way!
Tango: Think he's telling the truth? Cash: I don't know. But it's not raining and he's standing in a puddle. Tango: Disgusting.
Cash: This has got to be a mistake. What do you think? Tango: I think my underwear is riding into my throat.
The antigravity sickness will wear off momentarily. Now let's move!
The bandits got the critters tied up in the burning barn. Now the best part! Help us! The barn's on fire! I've got ya, critters. No need to worry. Woody saves the day again!
Cash: This is the tape that's gonna clear our names, compliments of our pal Jumbo the Forgerer. Tango: Skinner? Cash: Yeah. So, what have you got? Tango: I got a quarter of four.
Hamm: This is weirdin' me out. Woody: Buzz, it was a national phenomenon. There was all this merchandise that just got packed up. You should have seen it.
Woody: There was a record player and a yo-yo. Buzz, I was a yo-yo! Mr. Potato Head: "Was"? Buzz: Woody, stop this nonsense and let's go.
Those no good bastards sell us out... out of a union we got started?
Chief Grady: Yeah, I will tell you. This is our crime scene. We are takin' it. Thorny: It's highway. It's our jurisdiction. Chief Grady: No. No. This highway is closed, Ramathorne. This is our jurisdiction.
They can go to hell.
Mayor Don Bottman: 38% What in god's name are they doing down there at Eastside? Dr. Frank Napier: They were your appointees, don.
Frank: This is a chance for us to make some changes, stop blowing smoke up each other's butts, go in and see if we can turn this thing around. Joe: You mean nobody else wants the job?
You take out your pencils and write. I want the names of every hoodlum, drug dealer, and miscreant who's done nothing but take this place apart on my desk by noon today.
This is my new dean of security, Mr. William wright. He will be my avenging angel as you teachers reclaim the halls.
This is an institution of learning, ladies and gentlemen. If you can't control it, how can you teach?
You've tried it your way for years. And your students can't even get past a minimum basic skills test. That means they can hardly read!
They've given me less than one year, one school year to turn this place around, to get those test scores up so the state will not take us over to perform the task which you have failed to do.
To educate our children! Forget about the way it used to be. This is not a damn democracy! We are in a state of emergency and my word is law!
There's only one boss around in this place. And that's me, the H.N.I.C.
Mr. O'Malley: The H.N.I.C.? Ms. Levias: The Head Nigger in Charge.
This fella says he needs to go out back for a little private time.
That critter needs help!
They are, in some ways, twins. We can wound, but not fatally harm one another.
Good night, Willie. Thank you for having me.
This is the key to the whole process the nerve center of the entire operation, Fred.
To her, the mixture of magical and Muggle blood is not an abomination......but something to be encouraged.
These people are drug dealers and drug users. They have taken up space. They have disrupted this school. They have harassed your teachers. And they have intimidated you.
These people are incorrigible, and since none of them could graduate anyway, you are all expurgated. You are dismissed. You are out of here forever. I wish you well.
They said this school was dead like the cemetery it's built on, but we call our Eastside teams ghosts, don't we? And what are ghosts? Ghosts are spirits that rise from the dead.
The alternative is to waste your time and to fall into the trap of crime, drugs, and death.
Does everyone understand that? Do all of you understand me? Then welcome to the new Eastside High.
Things done during war are terrible. Being ordered to kill. Killing to save yourself, killing to save others.
The thing that haunts a man the most is what he isn't ordered to do.
There. You finally look like a human being again. You shouldn't wait so long between haircuts, you cheap son of a bitch.
Barber Martin: That'll be 10 bucks, Walt. Walt: Ten bucks? Jesus Christ, Martin. What are you, half Jew or something?
The fuck you doing in my neighborhood?
That old hag hates my ass.
They're really nice. They really are. These are top-notch, like, resorts.
The hell with him. You know what we should've done? We should've stayed home with Josh and Ashley. At least they were smart enough to not come.
Now, let me tell you something. The trouble with being a teenager is you don't know nothing.
Joe: ...And you don't think the school song is important enough to warrant a little interruption, is that right? Mrs. Elliott: The school song is fine, but we were doing Mozart.
Mrs. Elliott: Why? These children have worked too hard! Joe Clark: For not telling me, for one thing! Mrs. Elliott: I filed a form in your office! Why don't you talk to... Joe Clark: And for rank insubordination!
Mr. Darnell: They're my students, too! Joe Clark: They are my students, Mr. Darnell! Mr. Darnell: Just what are you tryin' to prove? I'm workin my ass off of you, took the demotion and I'm doin' my job!
Joe: Where you going? Sams: Lunch. Joe: Huh? Sams: Lunch. Joe: Alright now listen. Try to eat some vegetables for a change, OK? Lay off those muffins.
Chains on the doors. Thought you people didn't like chains.
Joe Clark: Th... is this my fault? Dr. Frank Napier: This is nothing! I've got union lawyers threatening me and there's talk of a walk out! Joe Clark: Well, let 'em! They're not teaching anything down there anyway!
Dr. Frank Napier: The fire chief was just here. He says it's illegal to bar those doors. Mrs. Barrett is organizing a parents' group to try to get you removed since you insulted them at that meeting the other night when you suggested they should get off welfare... Joe Clark: Oh, I didn't mean all of... Dr. Frank...
Joe Clark: I wasn't talking to all of them, Frank! Now, look, you came and recruited me, man, but you disappoint me, brother. You disappoint me! Dr. Frank Napier: The disappointment here is you! Joe Clark: Me? Dr. Frank Napier: Yes!
Joe Clark: Thanks, Mr. Darnell. Good to have you back. Mr. Darnell: No problem. You should have never fired me in the first place. Joe Clark: Well you're right, but don't get used to it.
Take a bow, Mrs. Powers. You've rewritten our Alma Mater.
Well sir, the children thought the song was a bit boring.
This is a prime example of the kind of inefficiency and apathy that is destroying this school, people.
The Death Eaters were waiting for us. It was an ambush.
Kingsley: The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us? Lupin: "Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him. "
Fred: The whole wide world of ear-related humor and you go for "I'm holey." That's pathetic. George: Reckon I'm still better-looking than you.
Mr. Northcutt, the elves are extremely dedicated and hardworking. I am confident that they will impress you, sir.
Everyone, this is Mr. Northcutt. He'll be with us through Christmas.
This is the posture that many of our students will wind up in, only they'll be staring down the barrel of a gun!
They have never behaved like that before. I assure you.
Clyde: I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name. Santa: Oh, that's Fred. That's my older brother.
Nick, let me be completely honest with you here, the DJ is a real problem.
To kill the other Horcruxes, we have to find them. Where are they? Where do we start?
Harry: To what do we owe the pleasure, Minister? Scrimgeour: I think we both know the answer to that question, Mr. Potter.
That Barrett is a bitch on wheels, huh?
The Gospel chorus is for the blacks! Football for the blacks! Basketball, blacks! Look at me, I'm short! Can I play basketball? No!
Maria: The point is, you're ignoring us, and we're getting really ticked off! Joe Clark: You know, with a mouth like yours, You oughta study Law. Maria: Really?
You know, this doesn't surprise me one bit, Ms. Levias. I have sensed resistance in you since our very first meeting.
The sword may present itself to any worthy Gryffindor. That does not make it that wizard's property.
Thao is here to make amends. He's here to work for you.
The only reason I haven't walked out and half the staff along with me is because those children need us here!
Voice of the Computer: The enemy is matching velocity. Gwen DiMarco: Enemy is matching velocity. Sir Alexander Dane: We heard it the first time! Gwen DiMarco: Gosh, I'm doing it. I'm repeating the darn computer.
They're telling me the generators won't take it. The ship is breaking apart and all that. Just FYI.
But what you don't understand is the same people that support you are the ones that you're beating up!
They take it home at night, the same as you! They are a part of those children's lives!
And none of them deserve it. They are sick of it, and so am I.
They're here in San Francisco.
Ruth: Thank you. Sam: Not at all.
They're right enough. They have brothers in her bag.
That's a good girl. Now, get right over there. You're an angel.
Thanks, Tom. What happened?
They say you are inferior.
These are my white children, and they're the same as all of you. They've got no place to go.
If they had, they would have abandoned us a long time ago like everybody else did, but they couldn't.
Those kids have a light in their eyes now that was never, never there before.
That the students of Eastside high have passed the Minimum Basic Skills Test!
This is ludicrous. Why are you listening to this fellow? May I remind you he's wearing a costume, not a uniform. He's no more equipped to lead us than this fellow. No offense.
This is a.44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world. And it could blow your head clean off.
Theoretically the mechanism is fully operational. However it was built to accommodate your anatomy, not ours.
That's right, Simple Simon. Check, see if it's stolen.
Tom says you were in too much of a hurry to even stop and take a look at your dead partner. And you didn't go to Archer's house to tell his wife.
Sam: What's your boyfriend getting at, Tom? Det. Dundy: Just this. Thursby was shot down in front of his hotel about a half an hour after you left Bush Street.
Sam: Thursby die? Det. Tom Polhaus: Yep. Sam: How'd I kill him? I forget.
The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead.
This one's name is Rowle. He was on the Astronomy Tower the night Snape killed Dumbledore.
This is Dolohov. I recognize him from the wanted posters.
I mean, to think that he can fly around to a million houses in one night breaking and entering, staring at little children while they're sleeping, steal all the food, eat the little kids' cookies and stuff.
That story I told you yesterday was just a story.
Tell me, Mr. Spade, am I to blame for last night?
This thing is very easy. Let her know that you're ready for fun, and you are not gonna apologize for it.
This is very uncomfortable for me.
Thank goodness Blitzen didn't feel that way the first time he learned how to fly.
Sam: There's only 400 here. Brigid: I had to keep some to live on. Sam: Can't you get some more? Brigid: No. Sam: Haven't you got anything you can raise some money on?
My, my. Those poor children. You don't have any backup records?
Thank you, sir.
This steering wheel is jabbing my ass.
The ornament, uh, is a statuette, black figure of a bird.
I am prepared to pay, on behalf of the figure's rightful owner, the sum of $5,000 for its recovery.
Ah, yes, those ballsy little punks who took your car door off while you were sittin' in the damn thing.
You know what? I couldn't have said it any better. Freddie, that is what you do.
Too bad you're not on welfare. I'd give you a freebie.
Turn to the right and go up the hill, driver.
The schoolgirl manner. You know, blushing, stammering, and all that.
Santa Claus' brother, that must be a tough beat.
Try knocking on the door.
They all love that big tree, right? They're all proud of that one. They hate the crap out of the little one next to it.
That's good, coming from you. What have you ever given me besides money? Have you ever given me any of your confidence, any of the truth?
The dude needs to constantly be in the spotlight.
I mean, like, there's more Santa statues in the world than Buddha. It's a shell game.
I'm sick of it. This little tree's gonna get some light, Nick. This tree's gonna chop that big tree down!
Thanks. I needed that.
That ain't no cop's gun, Frank.
The city's on the edge of the worst violence in its history... and you have to start full scale military operations.
The chief and I have already conferred on this matter, Callahan. A full investigation is warranted here.
Harry Callahan: Besides, they were tipped off. They knew we were coming, Briggs. Lieutenant Briggs: How? Don't hand me that crap.
I'm telling you, they knew we were coming. After 200 arrests, I know the difference!
They've gotta figure I told you, which means you'll be sacrificed.
It's not just a question of whether or not to use violence. There simply is no other way, Inspector.
That's my mailbox, too. Don't you get smart with me!
What? The cop that lives upstairs?
The freeway? You got a new route to city hall, lieutenant?
The sequel, it's in stores now know what it's called? Ding-dong, Who's There? Why, it's Fred.
You know you're not going to city hall, Callahan. The only way you're going anywhere is in a rubber bag.
Then you end up executing your neighbor 'cause his dog pisses on your lawn.
Lt. Briggs: There isn't one man we've killed that didn't deserve what was coming to him. Callahan: Yes, there is. Charlie McCoy.
Harry Callahan: You know those guys? Early Smith: They came through the Academy after me. They stick together like flypaper, you know? Everybody thought they were queer for each other.
Nude Boy: This coke is out of sight! Nude Girl: Oh, Guzman is the man, baby.
The final mission to save mankind has failed.
The sky is falling. I've been with a different girl every day. They don't care about diseases, or are you gonna call them back, or are you related.
Jason Nesmith: Did I just hear that that animal turned inside out and then it exploded? Hello? Gwen DiMarco: Hold, please.
Roger, I don't expect him to understand this, but do you have any idea of what I've had to do to keep that account? The personal toll I've paid?
Throw yourself on a grenade. Protect the agency. You're a partner now.
This evening if you can.
The money is ready.
Then why do we have to wait a week?
Brigid: The fat man. Joel Cairo: The fat man. Is he here? Brigid: I don't know. I suppose so.
This is the second time that you have laid hands on me!
Det. Dundy: The talk is that she tried to get a divorce from him so she could put in with you, and he wouldn't give it to her. Anything to that? Sam: Nope.
There's even talk that that's why he was put on the spot.
That's a lie, too.
And then Rocky came out, and things changed, you know?
These people die, they die badly.
That's not Alec.
The gun was a plant. It was one of mine. Too bad it was only a.25, or maybe you could prove that was the gun that Miles and Thursby were shot with.
The rule says that every kid gets a toy.
This is very hard for me to say. I honestly don't know how you're going to take this
Gwen DiMarco: What is this thing? Hollister:...2242... Gwen DiMarco: I mean, there's no useful purpose for there to be a bunch of chompy-crushy things in the middle of a hallway! Jason Nesmith: Gwen! Gwen! Gwen DiMarco: No, I think we shouldn't have to do this.
You know, Nick, there's been one thing that's been eating at me since I've been here.
That Naughty-Nice List that you got?
There's no naughty kids, Nick.
Oh! That's not right! No..
They're all good kids. But some of them are scared. And some of them don't feel listened to.
There you go! You got it, Fred! We're going up!
North Pole, this is Christmas One. We copy. We hear you loud and clear.
We need to be done delivering by 5:38 a. m. North Pole time. That's sunrise, and that's game over.
The world is what you make it.
Thank you, Padre.
Walt: There's always a chance you don't come back. Thao: The hell we won't. We're gonna roll up in there and tear some ass.
The only thing worse is getting a medal of valor for killing some poor kid that wanted to just give up, that's all.
The keys to my house are under the ceramic turtle on the front porch. Let yourself in. Your brother's in the basement. I gotta go.
Sam: That was in Istanbul? Brigid: Uh, Marmara.
Till a little while ago.
The district attorney's office called.
Farva: That look like spit to you? Thorny: Yeah.http://www.hark.com/media_file_clips/756162/confirm_and_continue
You know, there was a time we'd take a guy like you out back and beat you with a hose.