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Die Hard

Action
Crime
Thriller produced in 1988 USA

Actors:Willis Bruce – John McClane
Johnson Reginald – Sgt. Al Powell
VelJohnson Reginald – Sgt. Al Powell
Bedelia Bonnie – Holly Gennero McClane
Godunov Alexander – Karl
Gleason Paul – Deputy Police Chief Dwayne T. Robinson
Atherton William – Richard Thornburg
White De\’voreaux – Argyle
Rickman Alan – Hans Gruber
Bochner Hart – Harry Ellis
Hayden Dennis – Eddie
Gilyard Jr. Clarence – Theo
Doyon Bruno – Franco
Wisniewski Andreas – Tony
Shigeta James – Joseph Takagi
Davi Robert – FBI Special Agent Johnson

Directors:McTiernan, John

IMDB Rating:8.10 out of 10 (89544 votes)

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Storyline

Plot Summary:New York cop John McClane, who has been a cop for 11 years, has just arrived in Los Angeles on Christmas Eve. For the past six months, John’s wife Holly and their two kids Lucy McClane and John McClane Jr have been living in Los Angeles without John. In New York, Holly had a good job that turned into a career, and Holly was promoted to a powerful position in the Nakatomi Corporation. The promotion called for Holly to move to Los Angeles to work in the Nakatomi Plaza, a 40 story building. John stayed in New York because he didn’t think Holly would make it out in Los Angeles, and that she would come crawling back to him in New York, so John figured that there was no reason to pack his things for the move to Los Angeles. A limo driver named Argyle drives John to the Nakatomi Plaza, and John heads to the 30th floor, where a Christmas party is going on. John gets into an argument with Holly in the office of her drug-snorting co-worker Harry Ellis because Holly uses her maiden name Gennero instead of the name McClane on her nameplate in her office. Holly leaves the room to give a speech. While John is by himself in the office, John is wishing that the argument hadn’t happened. A few minutes later, a group of German terrorists led by Hans Gruber and his right hand man Karl enter the building and take everyone hostage on the 30th floor. John is able to avoid being taken hostage because Hans and his men don’t even know that John is in the building. John heads to the upper floors, which are still under construction. Hans takes Holly’s boss Joseph Yashinobo Takagi to an office, where Hans demands that Takagi give him the computer code key that will allow Hans and his men to start opening the building’s safe so they can steal the $640,000,000 in negotiable bearer bonds that are in the safe. Takagi refuses to cooperate with Hans, so Hans kills Takagi, and John witnesses it. Hans tells his technology expert Theo to start working on getting the safe opened, and Theo thinks it’ll take a couple of hours to do it. John frantically tries to find a way to alert the LAPD, realizing that the main phone lines in the building have been cut. Once the police do arrive, they prove to be incompetent under the command of arrogant deputy chief Dwayne T. Robinson, so it’s up to John to rescue the hostages.

Love. A strong positive emotion of regard and affection. According to the dictionary, that is. Real love is so much more than that though. It’s not just an emotion, it’s a feeling that never really goes away. No matter how hard you try, you can never stop loving someone. Even if it kills you…or them. He was standing on the balcony connected to his large room. It was just like any other balconies though. Everyone had one. The young man was staring at the large sanctuary, thinking to himself. Why? Why did she do this? How could she? I loved her! These were some of the many thoughts running through his mind.
He was without his girlfriend of 3 years. She was an amazing person but now…he just didn’t know. He didn’t know anyone here. It was quite lovely though. He could barely not be engrossed with happiness. However, the single question of ‘why?’ was all he could think to care about. He walked back into his large room and began pacing back and forth. His long black hair got in the way several times, but he quickly pushed it back so he could observe his surroundings.
He’d been here a week and he still couldn’t quite figure it out. Honestly, how was this possible? Why? All of the rooms were pre-decorated to fit what the person liked. They could change any simple detail based on how they wanted it to look. He stopped pacing and fell back onto his pitch black bed. Someone knocked at the door.
“Come in!” He shouted. A girl, about 17, entered the room. She was the same age as the boy. “Oh, hi Ashley,” The boy greeted. Ashley smiled and walked over next to the bed.
“Hi Jason,” She replied, smiling. Her brown hair reached her waist. She was wearing black pants and a yellow tank top that had a black vest, unbuttoned, over it. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” He sat up quickly, causing his wings to hit his face. Ashley grinned.
“Nice going,” She said, sarcasm leaking in her voice.
“Shut up,” Jason said, lightly touching his face. “I’m still getting used to these.” He motioned toward the wings. Ashley sat down next to him on the bed, her wings perfectly staying behind her. Jason glared. “Show off,” He muttered.
“I heard that,” She replied in a sing-song voice. Jason rolled his eyes, but smiled nonetheless.
“So, what’s up?” He asked, hoping to get the deranged pixie out of his room faster.
“Just wanted to see how you were holding up.” They had only known each other for a week, but they were really good friends already. Ashley was a test sunject for illegal drug test. She died about a week before him.
“I’m fine.” Lie. “Just thinking.”
“About…her?” Ashley asked, innocently. Jason waited a few seconds before answering. If he said no, she’d know he was lieing anyway. He sighed.
“Yeah,” He replied. Ashley gave him a sympathetic smile.
“You know, you could go see her,” She suggested. “Maybe you could figure this thing out.”
“Yeah,” Jason began, sarcastically. “Because I’m sure everyone say exactly why they murdered someone outloud.” He glared at her. Ashley held her hands up in defense.
“Sorry,” She said. “Just a suggestion.” She paused. “I thought you said you loved her.” Jason’s eyes went wide.
“I did and I do,” He said. “But I mean really, she,” His voice got quiet. “murdered me.” He concluded. Ashley rolled her eyes.
“I can’t believe people are really that stupid,” She said more to herself.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, that if you really love someone,” She paused to make sure he was listening. “It doesn’t matter if they hurt you…or in this case, killed you.”
The sad part was that Jason knew she was right. He knew that Ashley always had the right answer and knew exactly what was going on. He knew that, whether he wanted to except it or not. Is it any good? Please help. Give tips of something.

Open Question: How can one hide he died by suicide?
I asked this before and get no answer. My family is really caring and so do my friends, I don’t want them to blame themselves. I really tried hard and try many things indeed. I know there is no hope for change. THERE is No point in trying to stop me I know soon or later I’ll do it. Don’t POST Answers here as many kids come on here. Please EMAIL me. I can’t access to chemicals that is the problem. It is the last chance, I am going to do it either you help or not. At least I tried not to harm them.
Thanks in advance.
Can YOU plz Not Answer Here!
email me!
sorry..i unblock it now.

Open Question: what do you think…..friendship advice……?
This is a difficult question because I have difficulty finding the right words to make readers fully understand. My name is Martin, I was brought up by three strong characteristic women, My Great Gran, Gran and my mother. I did not have a father as he left and he died 8 years ago and my Grandfather died too, he had Alzheimer’s. I am small and slim ( petite..not a word one uses for a man) . I live alone in my own house. I work in city, I get on with my colleagues. I am deaf with no communication difficulty. I would like to find my soul mate or true friend male or female. I am NOT homosexual but effeminate though cute as some say. How, where, what is best to find a good true friend I have great mates from schooldays still keep in touch but I would like new friends , of my own. I wish I had a brother who I could look up to to feel accepted.. ( by males) hard to explain. Most of my friends are female as they comfortable, men tend to , like " are u into sport?" kind of thing… that’s the first question they ask.. its a bit like " there’s more to life eh!
help!!!!!!
There is one guy, he is Polish, very nice chap though how do I know if he likes me ( again not homosexual).. its difficult I am sure straight men do like each other without being sexually attracted….. what do u think…

Open Question: Which brand of internal hard drives is best?
I’m replacing the internal hard drive on my Inspiron e1705 notebook, but I’m not sure which hard drive is most reliable. I already know that the replacement needs to be a 2.5" SATA drive, but I don’t want to buy one which will die on me within a few months. I would like it to have a nice balance between price, speed and capacity, if that helps.

Open Question: New York Yankee Fans What Do You Think About This…?
I want to get a tattoo to represent the yankees as i am a die hard fan what do you guys think about this http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e29/carolinakaos1/nyyankees.jpg take the new york yankees and the major league baseball lettering part off but not the NY logo
bacon lover your dumb jealous your prolly a red sux fan suck it slow puny papi hahahaha
i love the jealousy of the yankees WTF man
GREENBUR do you have a pic that i can see of your tat? i would love to see it
dick im getting the tattoo im just asking if people like it or not its just a question if you dont like it dont answer it
that link doesnt work says page does not exist
ok now i see it its just the NY logo thats tights

Open Question: American Idol Fans: Did Adam Lambert Have a Record Deal?
I read somewhere that American Idol’s Finale may have been rigged because Adam Lambert had gotten a record deal right before the finale. If this is true, then I wish the producers would’ve told this! I just find it kind of impossible for Adam Lambert to lose, you know. There are so many people saying that they want him to win, why don’t all of those people vote? Also, I have a request to all of Adam Lambert’s Die-Hard Fans, like myself:
Are You Going to Boycott Next Season?
I may…. But I don’t know yet. Adam Lambert was the obvious winner, and we all know that, even Kris Allen Fans, including Kris Allen. HA! It’s the truth, he was surprised. Anyway, back to the matter, if you are going to boycott please tell me because it would be an awesome thing if their ratings drop so hard because they gave it to the wrong person! Wouldn’t it be funny? THANX! ~Adam Lambert LOVE~

Open Question: Would you say he likes me or is flirting?
Ok so: I sit next to this boy (b1) in maths and well he is a popular, and he’s so hot!, well he is normally on his phone, on games or texting. So last week: Him at the boy in fount noticed I had my phone and so when ever they sow my photo b1 goes "phone sir phone" pointing to me. and in my diary there is a comment for each week so they put in there on every week, " phone out in class DCA" or b1 put " unwanted show of skin in maths DCA (striping)" and stuff like that, and on b1 birthday he wrote get (b1’s name) a present.
Then the day after:
I was waiting out side of geog (he’s in my class). He was stood with his friends and then someone next to him was throwing the ball above my head so it hit the wall and bounced back so I moved, I looked up and b1 was looking at me smiling, (Q1 why you think he was doing this?, could it be a friend said something funny or he was smiling because I moved what do you think??)
Yesterday:
so he forgot his phone so this may be the only reason he was talking to me but yer, he was just talking randomly then said something about me and my ex and I said we broken up I was looking down at my work, then I think he was looking at me and said dam I don’t have anything to say and then turned around be hind. so then he was pushing my pen of the table so I had to get it with my foot and when I looked up he was pushing off my dairy and I kept going to get it but went slowly so it did ended up on the floor. Then later on he sow a photo of my dog as my background and was saying how my dogs looked like a ratty rats and how they should die and just like keep going on about stuff like that and I was (I’m a BIG dog lover) was just sat there with my mouth open “gasp” type think going no they shouldn’t and I was coming up with really bad comebacks then he’s like your comebacks are getting worst and worst. Then are teacher told us to be quite. Then later on he was messing round with the calculator and I was bored so I kept clicking on “AC” button and he got a bit annoyed, so then he put lines all over my hand so I put then on his but he kept moving his hand away. Then when I pulled my hand away he put he’s hand back. So then I don’t know why but he was trying to do something and I kept stopping him so then he lent on my elbow so I couldn’t move my arm -.- so then he was trying to get my pen and ended having his hand on top of mine and I was holding the pen . So yer the thing that gets me is that he was sweating but it wasn’t hot in the room and all he had on was a short sleeve t-shirt, (Q2 – so am I being stupid or do you think this could be a sign he likes me?) Lastly every so often he looks at me but he has this really confused look on his faced it’s really hard to explain Sorry it’s so long, and sorry if there’s spelling mistakes or if it don’t make scene I rote this on word so it should he ok,
So if you could answer:
Q1, Q2, and also, – do you think he was flirting with me or jut messing around?
- And do you think he likes me? Lastly thank you soooo much if you read all this you don’t know how much this has been confusing me.

Open Question: I beat up a 12 year old girl and left her? Should I worry…?
I am 14 years old and in grade 9. There is this dumb girl that goes to our school thats in grade 7. Her name is Lindsay and she hangs out with 16 year olds and she smokes pot behind the school. All week she kept saying that she wants to fight me and kick my asssssss. So today I said yes. She said behind the school at 3. I went and she was first smoking pot with two 16 year old girls. Then she saw me and turned around. She came to me and she was swearing. Tons of my friends were hear. Then she said the fight starts. She turned around and started talking to her 16 year old friends. When she did I grabbed her by the hair and smashed her forehead on the school brick wall twice and dropped her and her head hit the ground and she wasnt moving. Her friends ditched her and so did we. Could she die? I hit her head pretty hard. Twice. And when I dropped her, her foehead hit the ground first. PS here is a picture of me and my best friend at a party http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&view=global&subj=1256073540&pid=1891149&id=516508106 tell me if you tink we look good also Lindsay was high on pot when I fought her

Open Question: What do you think of my story so far? Advice n comments plz?
note: if u think what i posted is too much to read please read just a little…thanks heyy
i’m writing a teen/young adult romance..i’m debating whether it should have fantasy in it ot not (do u think so?) here’s just the start..if u wouldn’t mind helping me by reading the rest ask me to email it 2 u Only Human
Here I am, in my cosy bed, the twinkling moonlight shining through my window, trying to get to sleep, but my mind is buzzing with thoughts. I don’t know how long I spend every night thinking about the same things. It’s one of those immeasurable moments that could be seconds or hours. I guess I’m being a little stupid wishing for things that would never come true, not in the real world anyway, yet I can’t stop hoping because it’s utterly inevitable. The things I hope for is well, in one word- love. Okay, so I bet you’re thinking is that so hard? The answer is yes. See, it’s not just love, its true love that stays with you forever; you don’t change your feelings about it. If it was so simple Romeo and Juliet wouldn’t have died, or maybe my older brother, Ashton would have gone on a date with his nursery teacher when he was four and she wouldn’t have laughed or flicked her hair back, or maybe my parents wouldn’t have divorced each other. Doesn’t everyone that I mentioned deserve this? I’m not asking for a Romeo in my life, mainly because he has a horrible name, very bad sense of fashion and I wouldn’t understand a word he’s saying, but I just want someone there always. I don’t care that I’m being absurd, because I, Skye Brandon, sixteen year old, am completely overruled by my hormones. I don’t know whether I’m the only girl in the universe who thinks like I do, as I’ve never dared to find out and neither is that my intention now.
Ever since my parents divorce I’ve wondered is true love even possible? But after that, I haven’t thought any further, I didn’t wasn’t to add another thing to my Not Looking Forward To list. “Skye!” Mum called moments after flicking on my light.
“Mm,” I moaned, turning sides restlessly. I’d never been able to sleep with the light on. “Are you still listening to music? Turn it off, you’ve got a big day tomorrow,” she reminded, her nerves suddenly tingling with excitement.
“Okay. ‘Night,” I mumbled, after realizing my phone was still playing songs, because after being so caught up in my thoughts I wasn’t even vaguely aware of Jay Sean (the singer) crying (the song called cry) in the background.
“Night,” Mum smiled turning away, as I managed to pull my lips up at the corners too, before lapsing comfortably into unconsciousness, just seconds to imagine what or even who I’ll dream of tonight. * * * Dreams are a big part of my life. Every night I have many dreams, and only a few nightmares, where I do the many things I won’t do when I’m awake. They say that dreams occur due to the thoughts that run in your sub-conscious mind. Which is pretty weird, because since when does my sub-conscious think about little evil rabbits with piercing red eyes, or finding a pen in my food? I remember when my friends and I moved to high school and I guess it’s those first crushes that you can never forget about, and now I hate myself for it. Although the dream ended beautifully, it haunts me, and as far as I know, it always will. I dreamt of the first boy I liked one night, and I always thought these things happen in stupid movies, but this happened in real life. We were about twelve at the time, and after the night I had never told a soul. Not my friends because I was afraid if they teased me about it, or even worse, something that will truly be a nightmare, tell Trent, the boy I dreamt about. I didn’t tell my mum either, because I thought she would think I was too young, but it was a dream and I couldn’t control it, or maybe she would give me a never ending lecture. There was no way I would tell a boy, in other words my Dad or brother. I shouldn’t have to explain why, but I will just say we aren’t the closest of friends. My Dad moved after the divorce to the other side of the country and took Ashton with him, leaving me behind with Mum. Its not that he chose to take one child, it’s that Ashton was going college in the same city, and I’m leaving the nest too this year, unfortunately leaving poor Mum behind. I never understood why, but when Ashton left he phoned mum constantly, and then one day all the phone calls stopped. I didn’t find the guts to ask because mum looked so upset. Ashton phoned me every month almost and still does, and when I try to ask he steers the conversation to a safer direction. Anyways, the dream began in the school hall, where thousands of students sat waiting for the Valentines Day assembly to start. I was writing a card to Trent before I could put it through the letter box. It read: To Trent,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I want to be your Valentine
Will you be mines too?
xxx He was standing a metre away from me,
it deleted this from it…yh ur right..its too much for this =P
and it wont fit in this too
so email me if u want to read the rest please thanks
x

Open Question: Adam Lambert Question!!!! Did He Have A Record Deal?
I read somewhere that American Idol’s Finale may have been rigged because Adam Lambert had gotten a record deal right before the finale. If this is true, then I wish the producers would’ve told this! I just find it kind of impossible for Adam Lambert to lose, you know. There are so many people saying that they want him to win, why don’t all of those people vote? Also, I have a request to all of Adam Lambert’s Die-Hard Fans, like myself:
Are You Going to Boycott Next Season?
I may…. But I don’t know yet. Adam Lambert was the obvious winner, and we all know that, even Kris Allen Fans, including Kris Allen. HA! It’s the truth, he was surprised. Anyway, back to the matter, if you are going to boycott please tell me because it would be an awesome thing if their ratings drop so hard because they gave it to the wrong person! Wouldn’t it be funny? THANX! ~Adam Lambert LOVE~