Tactical Force

Subtitle edited By iMR aka imxpress

Everybody down!

You move, you die! I said down!

Don't even think about it, rent-a-cop.

- Get down! I said, get down! - Nobody move! Get down!

Where's the money you picked up, rent-a-cop?

Where? I know it's here!

Eagle 40419er. This is Eagle 4.

Hostage situation at the Sir Save-A-Lot on Lankershim and Cahuenga.

I'm on my way. Eagle 4 out.

Enough talk! Give me what I want or people die!

You better hope to God you didn't call for backup,

'cause I will paint the walls with these people's brains.

No more talk! I know you're stalling.

You have no idea what you're dealing with, pig.

Give me what I want, now!

Take the rest of the day off.

All right, let's have it.

Who the fuck are you and what do you want?

- Your demands, what are they? - Are you stalling me?

I already told the other guy.

Well, I just relieved the other guy, so you'll be dealing with me now.

Let me spell it out for you.

According to my department policy, I'm supposed to ask for your demands,

try and meet them and make sure nobody gets hurt.

Well, follow your policy, then.

Yeah, but seeing as you're a little slow on the uptake

I think we'll just storm the place,

beat the shit out of you punks, and throw your asses in jail.

- What do you think about that? - What?

I'm asking if you want to do this the easy way or the hard way.

What?

You got one of those hearing impediments, son?

You know what? You had your chance, we're coming in.

Oh shit. Shit! They're coming in.

Heads up! They're coming in!

I'll blow this motherfucker's head off! I swear to God!

- Drop it now! - OK, OK, OK!

Hands where I can see 'em!

Look! Slowly.

My weapon, my weapon.

One more fucking step and he gets it!

Putting it down, putting it down.

Put it down!

- Down! Now! - OK, OK, OK.

All right, nice and slow.

All right, two fingers.

- The pistol! - All right.

Shit. Oh shit!

Oh! (Chuckles) That? Just a little noise. Are we good?

The fucking rifle, cowboy! Put it down!

This is not a rifle, this is Daisy.

She's a BB gun.

What?

Vintage Red Rider, 1965, got it for Christmas,

so she's kind of a good luck charm.

- So I can't give her up. - A BB gun?

Good job well done.

More of the public protected and served.

And more bad guys off our streets.

All right, what is this? LAPD SWAT public service announcement?

Can be, boss. Can be.

So what are you gonna say for your speech, Hunt?

What speech?

You know, the one where we're all awarded the "officer of the year."

Oh, that speech.

I'd sincerely like to thank the people of LA

for trusting us with automatic weapons,

and I'd also like to thank the mayor for allowing us -

Allowing us to drive at twice the speed limit

that time you had to take a piss. Remember that?

- That was major. - (Laughter)

All right, folks, knock it off, knock it off.

This is serious business.

Chief wants to see us after our shift.

For real?

Today was our 30th successful mission.

Chief probably recognized that and wants to talk to us about it.

You're damn right.

Just remember, when the Chief pats you on the back,

stand up straight, look the man in the eyes,

tell him that you're honored to serve.

What, did you think you were in Baghdad?

Some kind of TV shoot-out?

I got dead thieves.

I got wounded hostages!

I got a store manager in the hospital with a concussion

from a flying steak!

What the fuck is that?

I got an armored-car guard with a broken pelvis.

And I got a national food chain suing the department

for a quarter of a million in property damage

caused by LAPD SWAT in less than ten fucking minutes!

What you got to say for yourselves, God damn it?

Uh, we rescued all the hostages.

How would you like a nice cup

of shut the fuck up, Sergeant Hunt?!

I'm told you...

discharged a Red Rider BB gun

into the forehead of one of the robbers.

Sergeant Hunt, since when did the Los Angeles Police Department

start issuing Daisy BB guns to its SWAT team?!

Chief, as team leader, I accept full responsibility.

For what?

For charging a hostage like a raped Cape buffalo?

For exploding his left testicle, and swelling his asshole shut

to the point where he needs machinery to pass shit?!

- (Sniggers) - (Coughs)

Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me, is this the funny squad now?

Am I amusing you motherfuckers?

Let me tell you cowboys what's in store for you.

You are all immediately suspended

and placed on unpaid leave.

You will all, immediately, as in tomorrow,

report for mandatory retraining,

where you will run hostage recovery drills all day long

until you can figure out how to recover hostages

without killing their captors,

and causing hundreds of thousands of dollars in property damage!

Fuck!

I've also taken the liberty of booking you clowns

a class with the feds,

to further your higher learning.

Dismissed!

And I'll be checking up on all your asses!

..therefore causing harm to the hostage,

as well as to the captor

and possibly to innocent bystanders.

Now, in these situations we always prefer to talk,

to negotiate, not to go in with guns blazing...

Just like the academy, huh?

Isn't that correct, Captain Tate?

Yes, sir, that's correct.

Really?

Yes, sir. You got it.

Yeah, I think so, that's right.

June 1998, Atlanta, Georgia.

A lone gunman, Clarence Lee Boyer...

Ever notice how these criminals have three names all the time?

...breaks into a daycare centre, takes 16 children hostage.

Now, the hostage negotiators have Mr. Boyer on the phone,

they also have his sole demand, $10,000, on hand.

Correct technique to use in this case...

- (Slamming) - Present.

- ...would have been? - Hunt.

The correct technique would be to breach from the rear,

throw in a concussion grenade, and take him out at close range with a shotgun.

Uh, this is a daycare full of children, Sergeant Hunt.

You're an idiot.

The man said it's a daycare full of children.

I say you go in with an M4 and shoot around the little bastards.

I think you're all, uh, missing the sensitivity of the situation.

The hostage negotiator has the money the man wants,

the gunman has agreed to release the kids.

It's sensitive because of the kids, guys.

You never go in with a flashbang grenade in a room full of children.

- What the hell is wrong with you? - Exactly, so you would...

- Use tear gas. - (Laughs)

You breach the door, you throw it in,

you wait till they're all gasping

and then you take out the shooter

'cause the kids are here and the guy is there.

I think you're all missing the point here.

Are you guys out of your minds?

See, this is exactly why the Chief's pissed off.

Big guy's gonna talk.

All right.

Now the hostages are kids, right?

- (Tate) Mm-hm. - Right.

Now the negotiator has the money on hand, right?

- Yeah. - Yes.

Now dude says he'll come out if he gets his cash, right?

- He's gonna come out peacefully. - (All) Right.

So then the solution to the problem would be?

Anybody?

The solution to the problem

would be to breach from the rear,

throw in a flashbang, and a tear gas

because you can never be too sure.

Then you come in with an M4 and you shoot the sumbitch.

The parts you guys seem to forget all the time

is to bring lollipops and blankets for the kids.

- Am I right or am I right? - (Hunt) That's it, that's it.

- That's why he's the captain! - That was it, that was it.

Now am I right or am I right?

- I rest my case. - Amen.

Tate, that's it, I mean it's all in here, it's all in here.

I mean, right here. Yeah, man. the lollipop section.

OK, all right, all right. Argh! My suit.

OK, let's start from the beginning.

OK, I know you hid it here.

Now, you can tell me where it is, or you can die right now.

And I will use the time I waste in talking to you

to find the item myself.

l'm sorry, I don't understand.

Oh, llya, loose this little tickler.

I said, watch my fucking suit, man, all right?

Shall I cut his tongue out?

- Do it. - No! J-Just wait!

Uh... C-Can we just talk about this?