In these troubling times where we aren’t supposed to be getting physically close with people it’s too bad henchmen can’t understand these rules especially in Die Hard with a Vengeance when John is getting into an elevator with several villains pretending to be cops. He soon sorts it out the only way he knows how.
That reminds me a few weeks ago I had a ton of groceries so I had to take the elevator up to my apartment on the fifth floor; there’s this super creepy Eastern European guy who lives on the sixth floor and just as the elevator was about to close he got in and stood staring at at me like… what the FUCK!?! Where was McClane when I needed him…