Premium Rush (2012)

Director: David Koepp
Writer: David Koepp, John Kamps

Cast: Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Wilee), Jamie Chung (Nima), Michael Shannon (Bobby), Dania Ramirez (Vanessa), Aaron Tveit (Kyle)

Genres: Action, Thriller
Released: August 14, 2012 (USA)
Running time: 91 minutes
MPAA: PG-13 — some violence, intense action sequences, language

Dodging speeding cars, crazed cabbies and eight million cranky pedestrians is all in a day’s work for Wilee, the best of New York’s agile and aggressive bicycle messengers. It takes a special breed to ride the fixie – super lightweight, single-gear bikes with no brakes and riders who are equal part skilled cyclists and nutcases who risk becoming a smear on the pavement every time they head into traffic. But a guy who’s used to putting his life on the line is about to get more than even he is used to when his last envelope of the day – a routine “premium rush” run – turns into a life or death chase through the streets of Manhattan.



• Actor Ron Maestri who appears as “pedestrian on cell phone” in the film might seem familiar to viewers from a long running cell phone plan commercial where he portrays the “McCann Twins.” In it he is seen walking around a city talking to his twin on a cell phone.

• Gordon-Levitt was injured during filming on August 1, 2010, when he was cycling too fast and hit the back of a taxi. The impact sent Gordon-Levitt flying into the rear windscreen of the taxi, slashing his arm which required 31 stitches.

• This feature was shot simultaneously as “Triple Rush” the TV docu-reality series about bike messengers in NY, was wrapping up. Many of the stunt doubles and characters from the underground TV series appear in the movie.


Wilee: I can’t work in an office. I don’t like wearing suits. I like to ride. Fixed gear, steel frame, no brakes. The bike cannot coast. The pedals never stop turning. Can’t stop. Don’t want to either. There are 1,500 bike messengers on the streets of New York City. You can e-mail it, FedEx it, fax it, scan it, but when none of that shit works and this thing has to be at that place by this time, you need us.

Vanessa: [yelling at a cab driver] Hey Jersey, you wanna move your fat ass?
Wilee: You know how sexy you are when you talk like that?

Bobby: If you don’t give over that envelope, you have no idea what’s coming for you.

Wilee: Brakes are death.

Wilee: Just runnin’ reds and killin’ peds.

Vanessa: I need a flashmob like two minutes ago!
Raj: [picks up the phone] Time to call in the cavalry.

Wilee: Who are you, man?
Bobby: I’m the guy you don’t fuck with.

Bobby: [to Wilee] This whole city hates you.

Mr. Leung: A lot of money for a young lady.
Nima: Took me two years. I work three jobs.
Mr. Leung: American dream, huh?
Nima: Is to work three jobs?
Mr. Leung: These days, yes.< Raj: What is it with this envelope? People love it, they hate it, they gotta have it, they gotta get rid of it. It’s like cigarettes or Democrats.

Vanessa: What kind of bike messenger are you?
Wilee: The kind with a Masters in Bullshit and Obfuscation.

[After escaping from the impound]
Vanessa: That’s the most fun I’ve had with my clothes on!

Wilee: I do not carry drug shit, or whatever the hell this is!
Raj: It’s not drugs, it can’t be drugs. It’s from a highly respected East Coast college. [covers phone, turns to Tito] Raj: It’s probably drugs.
Tito: Yep.

Wilee: This douchebag tried to…
Desk Officer: I can hear you.
Wilee: Sorry, uh, a guy tried to rob me and run me over with his car.
Desk Officer: Are you injured?
Wilee: No.
Desk Officer: Do you want to file a complaint?
Wilee: No, I want him arrested, it’s like attempted vehicular manslaughter, or whatever.
Desk Officer: Is it, your honor? Have a seat, someone will be right out to take your statement.
Wilee: I also have a picture of his license plate number.
Desk Officer: That’s fantastic. Have a seat, someone will be right with you.
Wilee: [sarcastically] Thank you, for your concern.

Wilee: You got a pickup for me?
Receptionist: You already got it.
Wilee: Positive I did not.
Receptionist: No, someone from your company.
Wilee: What did he look like?
Receptionist: He was prettier than me.

Bobby: [grabs Wilee’s hurt ribs] Oh, I’m sorry. Is that uncomfortable?
Wilee: Douchebag.
Bobby: I don’t really care for that term “douche bag.” People throw it around like crazy these days, like it’s suddenly okay. You know what else people say now? “Suck it.” I was watching TV the other night, 8:30, the middle of prime time. Kids could be watching. Guy says, “Suck it.” Everybody’s laughing. Ha, ha, ha! How is that appropriate?

Wilee: I like to ride. Fixed gear. No brakes. Can’t stop. Don’t want to, either.



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