I do not want to miss a thing.
Benedict, get your stuff.
Was it beautiful?
Perfect in every detail.
Were the gas tanks okay?
Like clockwork.
You should have been there.
Men, women and children
dropping left and right.
Wait, I want to enjoy it all.
Come on, tell me.
They were writhing and screaming
and leaping to their doom to escape.
- Really?
- No, I am lying.
It was a complete balls-up, and my
day has been terrible thanks to you.
What is this? You were my friend
and now you turn a 360 on me.
180, you stupid
spaghetti-slurping cretin.
If I did a 360, I would end up
back where I started!
Trust me.
If that turd Daniel Madigan can move
through parallel worlds, so can I.
In, steal whatever I want,
and out again. Impossible to catch.
If God was a villain -
- he would be me.
- You want me to vacuum now?
- No. But the pool needs attention.
Very good.
Do not move.
- All right, I will go quietly.
- The hell you will.
That was for blowing up
my cousin Frank's house.
And this is for blowing up
my ex-wife's house.
But this is for
my daughter's black eye!
Usually when I do that,
it leaves a hole.
The ticket.
Jack, he has got the ticket!
It is the key to everything.
It is magic. See?
He has gone over to my world.
The door must still be open. Come on!
I am not worried
that you are crazy anymore.
I am worried that you are right.
But if I go, how do I get back?
You cannot go through life
nit-picking everything. Come on!
To hell with it.
There was nothing to it.
- We are still here.
- Are you sure? Look.
Quickly!
- I want to see about Nick.
- No time.
What the hell?
- We are in New York.
- It all makes sense.
Actually, it makes no sense,
but I will explain. Later.
Just be careful.
Things are different here.
Get out!
Do not get feisty. The car
was a piece of junk anyway.
Drive, bonehead!
Here is another explosion
for your movie.
Not one word.
- My hand hurts.
- Things are different here.
Smash a window with your hand
and it gets hurt.
Great. Could you not
have told me earlier?
- The taxis must be bulletproof.
- We have to get the ticket.
No way, Slater. Listen to me.
It will not work.
You cannot play chicken
in real life. You will crash.
Out of the car, amigo.
This is not the movies.
You have to reload guns...
- Go, Danny! Get out!
- Car crashes can kill you!
You are going to die!
Jack!!
What did I do?
No, please...
Damn, that hurt.
You are lucky to be alive,
you dumb idiot!
'89 Mercury Sable, standard air bag.
Checker cab, no air bag. Who is dumb?
- Just make sure they are dead.
- Give me a break. They are dead.
They always look dead.
In "Die Hard" a guy is hung -
- and at the end of the movie,
he comes back.
All right. Make sure to cover me.
He may have a windshield wiper.
Maybe he used the ticket.
Maybe it is on all the time now.
What is this place?
Where am I now?
Danny, do you have a place
I can sit down?
Yes. Come on.
Nick!
Danny, I was so worried.
Are you okay?
Did you see what happened?
No, I slept in here until I woke up
at 2 a.m. I figured you had gone home.
No, I was in the movie!
I am getting up in the years.
Define "in".
Whitney kissed me! I drove a crane
and dropped Leo the Fart in a tar pit!
I was with Jack Slater
every step of the way!
Oh, my God...
The ticket works?
All this time I never used it,
because I was too frightened.
But it is not too late.
I can still go visit.
Garbo in "Camille".
Jean Harlow. Boy, I had a crush.
Monroe in "Bus Stop".
Forgive me for going on, sir.
I admire your work greatly, too.
- Nick, it is not who you think.
- You mean, it is...?
This is a wonderful moment,
Mr. Slater.
I have never met
a fictional character before.
How new and exciting
this must all be for you.
I have just found out
I am imaginary.
How would you like
to have been made up?
Your job, your marriage, your kids.
Let us push his son off the building.
You will have eternal