Meltdown Page #5

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Are you in here?

-Where are you?

-Right here.

-Can't see you.

-Behind you.

It's cIear. Come on.

Hurry!

Let me go!

HeIen!

I'm sorry, Kit.

I'm sorry. I tried to get away.

I knew you'd show up

to redeem yourseIf...

...after faiIing to save

your wife and the schooI kids.

Listen.

Out of professionaI courtesy...

...I've set five minutes

on the bomb's timer.

It's risky, but it stiII

gives you a chance.

Don't Iisten to him, Kit!

Save yourseIf...

...and everyone eIse!

You faiIed again. I'II stiII escape

whiIe you pIay the doomed hero.

He Ieft those.

-Won't you Iet us go? Come on!

-Oh, I wish I couId.

But Kong has big pIans for you.

ShouId be entertaining.

As for the cop, end of the Iine.

No! Don't do it.

PIease.

Let him go!

You want to dance, oId man?

Stop!

Don't you touch him.

Leave him aIone.

That's enough, you bastard!

Papa!

That's my boy.

Do it, Frankie!

You think you're tough?

You're gonna feeI some reaI pain now.

Nice speech, movie star.

You reaIIy want to dance?

-Okay, Iet's go.

-Yeah.

Come on.

Not even cIose.

CIose enough for you now, man?

No! Let me take a rest,

catch my breath.

When do I get hurt?

Soon enough.

Wait. Are those

what I think they are?

Frankie merchandise,

off your website.

But I'm unarmed.

Have no fear.

I'II give you these.

Hey, man, that hurts!

Not nearIy as much as this wiII.

Come on!

Yes! Yes!

Yeah! Kick his ass!

Yeah!

Joyce. Joyce.

Come on, honey. Wake up.

-Kam!

-Come on. It's okay now.

Are you aII right?

Let's have a Iook, okay?

Frankie, you did great, son.

You were great.

Of course I'm great.

Frankie!

Wait! Stop! HeIp!

-Get the hostages out.

-HeIp him.

Oh, the humanity!

-The horrors you can't imagine.

-It's over now. Come on.

-How bad?

-It's the same setup he used before.

-What did you do then?

-I made a mistake and cut the red wire.

-So cut the bIue one.

-Let me think.

Just go on and save yourseIf, Kit.

We'II get through it.

Just hang in there.

AII I wanted...

...was a good story...

...and decent ratings.

Maybe a raise.

I mean...

...I'm a good reporter.

-What?

-I'm out, safe and sound.

How are you doing?

The red one or the bIue one?

-You sick bastard!

-I know you can soIve this probIem.

Red or bIue?

You've got about 30 seconds.

Who says it has to be red or bIue?

This metaIIic thread.

You tried to fool me before.

You wanted me to think

the metaIIic thread was the timer.

But it's reaIIy...

...the disarming switch,

isn't it, Doctor?

Don't answer.

Let's just give it a try, okay?

This time you Iose.

Oh, no.

Not by a Iong shot.

There are stiII crimes to commit,

bombs to set, peopIe to kiII.

Raping, robbing and pillaging.

You won the battIe,

but not the war!

How are you feeIing, Doctor?

Is your shouIder numb?

Is your nose bleeding?

Do you feel faint?

It's snake venom.

The knife I stabbed you with

was coated with it.

If you run for heIp, the poison

might spread. But no risk, no reward.

It can't be.

HeIp me!

Dude!

-F***ing A! RoIex!

-Check out these jeweIs!

-Let's roII.

-Let's get out of here.

Thanks for your concern,

but Frankie is just fine.

Out of respect

for the innocent victims...

...I'm setting up

the Frankie Lone Foundation.

AII the profits from my new

Frankie Lone action movie...

...wiII go to the victims' famiIies

and to heIp the victims get better.

Thank you.

I appreciate your heIp very much.

Pardon me. Coming through.

-Game at 1 1 :
00....

-My producer.

HoId on! HeIen!

AIiens came down

in a fIying saucer!

They covered me with grape jeIIy

and probed me rectaIIy!

I'm teIIing you the truth!

The good thing about it

is that it's a great story.

It'II be my next movie.

OnIy, I'II write the script myseIf.

After aII, I know aII the detaiIs

pretty weII.

Isn't that right, Daddy?

What's wrong with your nose?

This time, it isn't Frankie Lone

who wiII be the big hero.

There's a bigger hero,

somebody much more important.

Okay. CharIie Wang,

my Iate director.

What are you thinking?

For the first time in two years,

I might get a good night's sIeep.

Hey, bodyguard.

Didn't I say I was going

to arrest you?

This wiII be fun.

Don't worry.

When I go on the air and teII the

story, they won't dare press charges.

Hey, buddy, the pubIic trusts me!

They'II beIieve it if I teII them

you wear women's panties. You too!

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