The Running Man Page #2

WEISS:

We know we wouldn't be here if he hadn't helped us.

LAUGHLIN:

We also know he's not one of us.

MIC:

Perhaps now he's seen too much.

RICHARDS:

I've seen too much? All I've seen is a bunch of low

foreheads who think they can change the world with

dreams and talk. It's too late for that. If you're not

ready to act, give me a break and shut up.

MIC:

Nothing worth losing your head over though, huh?

RICHARDS:

You got it.

(DAYLIGHT, LOS ANGELES BARRIO)

MAN IN BARRIO:

Hey, get out of here!

LAUGHLIN:

Well, there's your ride. It's all set.

RICHARDS:

Nothing like first class.

BARRIO FOREMAN #1:

Hey, come in. Señorita, señorita, do you want

to come in? Yeah. Hey, you too! Yeah.

RICHARDS:

I guess this is it.

Now you, Weiss, stay out of the national database, okay?

And you, Laughlin, stop trying to teach the

Constitution to the street punks.

See you guys at the 10-year prison reunion.

WEISS:

You can still join us if you want.

RICHARDS:

No, thank you. My brother's gonna get me out of the

city, plus I'm not into politics. I'm into survival.

LAUGHLIN:

Nowadays, Fritz, it's the same thing.

RICHARDS:

Laughlin, save it for the written test. Good luck.

LAUGHLIN:

Yeah, for all of us.

Look, look, there he is!

Mister D! Mister D!

Yes!

You're beautiful! Yeah!

We need you, Damon!

Brenda, do you have this week's ratings, or do I have to guess?

They're the same as last week, and those were the

same all last month.

I guess we've just peaked. But it's not like we've dropped.

Hah ! "Not like we..." You're beautiful, sweetheart.

- Whoa!

- Oh! Sorry, Mr. Killian!

That's all right. What's your name?

Dan.

Dan, you're doing good work. Looks beautiful.

Don't worry. Okay?

Thank you. Thank you.

Brenda, if that a**hole is mopping the floor

tomorrow, you'll be mopping it for the rest of

the week. Let's go!

Security code accepted.

Edward?

Damon, were you down in wardrobe yet? They've

got your new jackets, they're fantastic!

Who chose the colors? Hey, how are my people today?

- Fine, sir. Thank you.

Hey, you're looking good. Love that –

Tony, Tony! What do you got for me?

Damon, thank God! The Justice Department's

calling every 10 minutes.

Just give them an evasive answer. Tell 'em go

f*** themselves.

Got my coffee?

I want to know what we got, all right?

All right. Let's see.

Lights.

Oh, God. Kitchen, toast and coffee.

ICS Channel One.

Are you ready for pain? Are you ready for suffering?

If the answer is yes...

then you're ready for Captain Freedom's workout.

Yes, it's America's own Captain Freedom.

Ten-time national champion. The greatest stalker

to ever play the game.

All right now, all you runners. Ready, get set, go!

We interrupt Captain Freedom's workout to

bring you this urgent news bulletin.

The city police are engaged in a door-to-door

search for Benjamin A. Richards, known as the

Butcher of Bakersfield. Richards, a former police

officer, was the helicopter pilot who went berserk

18 months ago, firing without warning on a

crowd of innocent civilians. If you see this

man, do not approach him. Contact your local

block warden. He is considered armed and

dangerous.

Don't make a sound, do you understand? Who

are you? A friend of my brother's?

What are you talking about?

This is his apartment.

I moved in last month. They told me the last tenant

was taken away for...

Yes?

For reeducation.

Help! Are you the man?

Asesino in my house! El Butcher of Bakersfield's

in my bathroom!

That's the ticket. No pain, no gain.

Let go of me! Let me go! Let go!

Now, listen to me, because I'm only gonna say this once.

This is all a lie. I was framed. I'm completely innocent.

Yeah, sure.

Now be quiet and stay still, and I'm out of here

in five minutes.

Hi, this is Amber. I'm not home right now.

I'm out somewhere having a wonderful time

with glamorous people in a fabulous place.

So, when you hear the tone, control your jealousy

and leave your message.

Ha!

Kenzie – Yama – Fisch – "Baby Face" March.

Are you kidding me? Next!

How's this one? Case one-fourteen. Schoolteacher.

Killed his wife and mother-in-law at a faculty

dinner party with a steak knife.

Yeah. See, I like that quality.

He's the sort that the neighbors say, "Such a quiet

man. Never too busy to say hello." But look at

him. He weighs 120 pounds. He wouldn't last

30 seconds. Who else?

What about those bank robbers? The ones that made that suicide pact.

Did they commit suicide?

Obviously not, Damon.

Then they're unreliable.

I got a friend at a talent agency. Maybe they've got an axe murderer or something.

Hello, gorgeous.

Somebody with stamina.

Tony? Tony! Pipe that feed in here now.

Take a look at this. This is yesterday's prison break.

Hey, look.

Look at that mother move, huh?

Is he beautiful? Who is he?

Are you kidding? That's Ben Richards.

The cop from the massacre? Sensational! Perfect

contestant. I want him.

Can't have him.

Why not?

Damon, You know our contract. We never get

military prisoners.

Who's a military prisoner? He's still at large.

Yeah? Well, they'll get him for me.

Cadres can't have it both ways.

They want ratings? I can get 10 points for his

biceps alone.

Hello, yeah this is Killian.

Get me the Justice Department, entertainment division.

No, no, hold that. Operator?

Get me the president's agent.

What is this?

That's my synthesizer setup.

I'm a musician.

Well, I'm really – I'm really a singer.

I – I – I write music for the network. Have you heard of

their theme song, "We Bring You Joy, We Bring You

Strife"? Well, I wrote that.

Well you must be very proud of yourself.

It's really nothing.

Hmm. Look at this.

They're all on the censored list.

And look what we have here.

This looks like black-market clothing.

And you wrote the network jingle.

Come on. Everybody does it.

Money.

That's what I need. Money.

That money's not going to do you any good, you know.

You won't be able to take the squad. You don't have

a travel pass.

You do.

Now I do.

Now let's see.

Now, where should we go?

Maybe someplace warm. I need to work on my

tan anyway.

You see, you get so pale in prison.

There you are.

Good. Now, I'm going to untie you.

And then you're gonna get dressed.

And then you're gonna come with me.

Oh, yeah? Well, why should I?

Because I'm going to say – "please".

Well, why didn't you say so?

All flights to Pretoria, Tutuville and Mandelaburg are on schedule.

Flights to Anaconda, Chile, are delayed several hours.

All Mideast flights are canceled until further notice.

You'll never pull this off, you know.

You are unarmed, outnumbered.

Face it, you're screwed.

So why don't you just forget about all this and

turn yourself in?

You know...

you have a very negative attitude.

Now remember, I can break your neck like a chicken's.

Travel pass.

What a beautiful day today.

I can practically taste those piña coladas already.

- Right, sweetheart?

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