The Terminal

Mr. Navorski, you cannot
get into New York without a visa.

You cannot get a visa
without a passport,

and you cannot get
a new passport without a country.

There's nothing
we can do for you here.

I give you light green.
I'm sorry,
but you've wasted an entire day.

At this time you are simply...
- Unacceptable.
- Yes.

Why is he still here?
You released him, sir.
You put him there.

Why doesn't he walk out the doors?
Why doesn't he try to escape?

- Sir, you told him to wait.
- I didn't think he'd actually do it.

I mean, he's in a crack.
Who the hell waits in a crack?

No news from the State Department,
but we can deport him in a few days.

Yeah, it could be a few days.
It could be a week, two weeks, a month.

Who knows what this guy is thinking,
what gulag he escaped from.

Everything he does comes back to me.
- You want him back in the holding cell?
- No, I'll show him the door.

- Do you have an appointment?
- Yes. 9.30.

Food document, trash. Tuesday.
Tuesday. I hate the Tuesday.
Excuse me.
Airports are tricky places,
Mr. Navorski.

I'm about to tell you something.