UFC 81: Breaking Point Page #6

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On your feet! Make some noise!

Game and championship point.

This is unbelievable.

Who would have thought Kelly Reyes

and Jen Crowe teaming up

and in position to take down

Nickels and Green.

A jump serve by Reyes.

And it's off the arms of Green.

This one is all over.

- Can you believe it?

- The AVP Tour Champions.

... Jen Crowe have just beat the odds.

- He's right there.

- Go. Go!

Jen! I need help!

What's going on? Camera One and Two,

can we get a close-up?

It's Lieutenant Roos.

The suspect is on the court.

Lieutenant Roos!

Help us!

We need a paramedic. Player down.

The suspect is in the crowd.

Help us! Help us!

- Miss Reyes.

- Let go of me.

Miss Reyes. Miss Reyes, you gotta let

these guys do their job. All right?

It was right here. I'm going with her.

You take Miss Reyes to EMS.

Stay with her all the time.

Not out of your sight for a minute.

- I want two cars. I want an escort. All right?

- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

What do you want to hear?

That I expected this?

Two perps beat to a pulp, unconscious.

Not one but two separate occasions.

And this guy still has his badge,

this guy still has his gun,

and he's telling me what the f*** to do?

And I still didn't have enough

to suspend him.

- Bullshit.

- Ed, the point is he is still out there.

- Yeah, he's out there and he's coming back.

- You think?

You don't?

This guy just ran out in the middle of

a nationally televised sporting event.

He wants to be seen. He wants the fame.

What did he say? He said,

"Every time, they think of you,

I want them to think of me." So yeah.

- I think he is coming back.

- But how?

I don't know.

What about friends, family...

Come on. This guy doesn't have

any friends, he's on his own.

This thing is all that he is. This is it.

- We've got a full army on her now.

- Yeah, we had an army at the game.

All right, all we can do now

is just sit on her for 24l7.

- And you. This is yours now.

- You're goddamn right, it's mine.

You're goddamn right.

What are you gawking at?

- Can I help you?

- I'm Detective Adams.

She can't see you, but she has stabilized.

- Miss Reyes.

- Hey, Ed.

How is she?

She's in intensive care.

You can't go in there, not tonight.

Did you see the match?

Every point.

Jen's tough.

She's gonna come out of this alive.

I don't doubt that for a second.

But you need some rest.

You need to get some sleep.

And you'll protect me when I do?

I will.

You promise?

I promise.

Come on.

I want to see her.

I want to see Jen when she wakes up.

Tomorrow. I'll take you myself. First thing.

I'm your personal protection detail, ma'am.

- How long do you think that's gonna last?

- The truth?

Truth is I don't know.

I just know that this guy is smart.

And smart complicates things.

Tomorrow morning. Hospital.

- I have your word.

- Yeah.

Do you want something to eat?

I have some take-out leftovers.

- Only a week old.

- No, no, I'm fine.

- I'm gonna shower.

- Okay, Miss Reyes.

- You can call me Kelly.

- Okay, Kelly.

Kelly, listen, all of this...

All of this, it's our fault.

It's my fault.

And I'm sorry.

But we're gonna catch this guy, we will.

Yeah?

Hey, pal.

Looks like you got things

pretty buttoned up in there, huh?

Not taking any chances.

Roos?

I prefer Holden.

Yeah, well,

whatever makes you happy, Holden.

Thanks.

So, Ed,

you got two in the front,

two in the rear. You got Higgins on the roof.

You know he's asleep by now.

Oh, don't you worry.

When you turn yourself in, he'll wake up.

He's reliable that way.

No.

No, Ed. As far as turning myself in goes,

my money is still on you.

Although, you know, I'm going to have

to kill everybody else just to get to you.

So that's your plan, huh?

- You're gonna get in here, then what?

- Finish.

Ed, finish the job.

Yeah, but who'll see?

Everybody.

Everybody is gonna see it.

My eyes are everywhere.

Matter of fact, Ed.

Right now, you are taking center stage

in the prelude to our little show.

You might wanna spruce it up a little bit.

You just tuck your shirt in.

Cold.

Colder.

Colder.

Freezing.

F***ing A, you're terrible at this.

Call yourself a detective.

Unbelievable. Jesus Christ, Ed.

You know those guys are gonna

shoot at anything that moves.

Really? That's what you think

is gonna happen?

Guys are idiots.

They can't even see what's in front of them.

Yeah, but I do, Nick.

Again, I prefer Holden.

Is that right, Nick?

I see a sad man with a sad life

trying to impress a little girl.

Yeah?

Well, it takes one to know one.

Is that why you had her call you Ed?

You still there? Nick?

Let me tell you something.

You're not getting in here, a**hole.

Sure I am, Ed. I'm already inside.

And guess what?

Tonight, I'm prosecuting

the scorched earth policy.

Nobody gets out alive.

Plan B, Ed. Plan B.

Damn it.

Detective Adams?

Ed? Ed?

See this?

You see this?

There's you. There's me. Dead cop.

There's no f***ing berets.

It's all recorded for posterity.

All of it on the news

no later than tomorrow afternoon,

just like I f***ing told you.

Every time they think of you,

they're gonna think of me.

You idiot. What did you see on the news

last week? Do you remember?

Nobody does.

You psychos come and go.

Your f***ing precious little 15 minutes

are going to go along with it.

So what do you want, huh?

What do you f***ing want?

You want it to be a little more gruesome?

Is that what you want?

I'm gonna f***ing cut you into little pieces,

I swear to God.

I'll f***ing cut you into pieces.

You don't fight like a girl at all.

Hello and welcome to

the first event of the AVP Tour.

We can only hope that this season

will be as exciting as the last.

Told you he'd make it.

So I hear the new girls from Florida

are the team to beat this year.

Yeah, I'm not really concerned about

some girls from Florida.

If they push, we push back.

- No apologies.

- No apologies.

The game's on!

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