The Terminal
The Terminal is a 2004 American comedy-drama film produced and directed by Steven Spielberg and starring Tom Hanks, Catherine Zeta-Jones, and Stanley Tucci. The film is about an Eastern European man who is stuck in New York's John F. Kennedy Airport terminal when he is denied entry to the United States, but is unable to return to his native country because of a military coup. The film is partially inspired by the true story of Mehran Karimi Nasseri who lived in Terminal 1 of Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport, France, from 1988 to 2006. After finishing Catch Me If You Can, Spielberg decided to direct The Terminal because he wanted to next make a film "that could make us laugh and cry and feel good about the world". As no suitable airport was willing to provide their facilities, an entire working set was built inside a large hangar at the LA/Palmdale Regional Airport, with most of the film's exterior shots taken from the Montreal–Mirabel International Airport. The film was released in North America on June 18, 2004, to generally positive reviews and was a commercial success, earning $219 million worldwide.
I've figured out a way to get you out of this airport. How? Well, we have laws here that protect aliens who have a credible fear of returning to their own country. If we can establish this fear with you, then the CBP will be forced to begin Expedited Removal Procedures, to bring you to an immigration judge and let you plead your case for asylum. Asylum. Unfortunately, the courts are so backed up with asylum cases that the soonest you'd get before a judge would be six months from now. Yes, and we would have no choice but to let you go for those six months. It's the law. You'd be released. You would be free to wait in New York until your court date. But, believe it or not, most people never show up before the judge.
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- Your country's at war. - Yes. War. There are men in the streets with guns. Political persecution. - Yes. It's terrible. - Yeah, it's horrible. And God only knows what could happen. Innocent people are torn from their beds. On Tuesdays. I hate Tuesdays. So you're afraid. - From what? - Krakozhia. - You're afraid of Krakozhia. - Krakozhia? No, I am not afraid from Krakozhia. I'm a little afraid of this room.
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I'm talking about bombs. I'm talking about human dignity. Human rights. Viktor, please don't be afraid to tell me you're afraid of Krakozhia. Is home. I am not afraid from my home. So? I go to New York City now? - No. - No? Okay. - I'm afraid from ghosts. - Thanks very much. - I'm afraid from Dracula. - Thanks a lot. I'm afraid from Wolfmens, afraid from sharks. Thanks a lot.
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A barbecue? That's why I'm not going to see you? Let me get this straight. I change my schedule to meet you. I take four back-to-back flights, fly 27 hours straight literally around the world, and now you tell me you're going to spend July 4th with your wife? The woman hates fireworks. Don't lie to me, okay? I know for a fact you took her to Rome last weekend. Because you flew United, Max.
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