The Running Man Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 101 min
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Why aren't you laughing?
Because there's nothing funny about a dickless moron
with a battery up his ass!
Come on!
Out! Out!
I'll show you dickless!
- Get out of my way!
- Get down! Down!
Let's go!
Hello, cutie pie.
One of us is in deep trouble.
Sven, do you want to talk to Mr. Richards?
Well?
I got to score some steroids.
You look pissed, Ben.
Believe me, you got every right to be.
But, hey, will you – will you just let me explain?
This is television. That's all it is.
It's nothing to do with people. It's to do with the ratings.
For 50 years, we've told them what to eat, what to
drink, what to wear.
For Christ's sake, Ben, don't you understand?
Americans love television.
They wean their kids on it.
Listen, they love game shows, they love wrestling.
They love sports and violence.
So what do we do? We give 'em what they want!
We're number one, Ben. That's all that counts.
Believe me. I've been in the business 30 years.
Well I haven't been in show business as long
as you have Killian, but I'm a quick learner.
So I'm going to give the audience what I think they want.
- Wait!
You bastard! Drop dead!
- I don't do requests.
- No!
Well that hit the spot.
Yeah!
Yee-haw!
All right! Yeah!
Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards!
The Running Man has been brought to you by...
Breakaway Paramilitary Uniforms...
Orthopure Procreation Pills...
and Cadre Cola...|it hits the spot.
Promotional considerations paid for by:
Kelton Flamethrowers,
Wainwright Electrical Launchers...
and Hammond and Gage Chainsaws.
Damon Killian's wardrobe by Chez Antoine –
19th century craftsmanship for the 21st century man.
Cadre trooper and studio guard sidearms
provided by Colchester, the pistol of patriots.
Remember, tickets for the ICS studio tour are
always available for class-A citizens in good standing.
If you'd like to be a contestant on The Running Man...
send a self-addressed, stamped envelope...
to "ICS Talent Hunt", care of your local affliliate...
and then go out and do something really despicable.
I'm Phil Hilton! Good night, and take care.
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