The Terminal

Viktor's leaving.
- Monica, Viktor's leaving.
- I know. He's going home.

He's going for the front door,
out to the city.

Viktor. Remember us.
From the Discovery Store,
I want to give you this.

It's good luck.
A digital camera for cousin Katia.
I don't know where you're going,
but these will keep your feet warm.

- Everybody in position?
- We're here.

Secure the door.
Sorry, Viktor.
Take him, Judge.
Hold it, Viktor. Take it easy.
You see those doors?
Those are the entry doors
to New York City.

To the United States of America.
Turn around.

It's snowing in the city
and you're going to need that.

Good luck.
Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.
Oh, no. Oh, no. No, no.
I'm going to miss you.
Try not to get stuck
wherever you're going.

Arrest him! Arrest him!