Hey, Killian!
Here is Subzero-
now plain zero.
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is just horrible.
Words can't express what we're all feeling
at this very moment.
A great champion has fallen.
We'll be back right after these important messages.
Pull!
You all right?
Yeah. Boy.
What the hell's that?
It's gas.
Let's get out of here.
Sure glad we took care of Subzero.
Yeah, he was a real pain in the neck.
I know a stalker died.
Well, it had to happen sooner or later.
Yeah, well, it is a contact sport, right?
Yes, you guys at justice,
you cannot have it both ways.
You want ratings,
you want people in front of the TV sets
instead of picket lines-
well, you ain't gonna get that
with reruns of Gilligan's Island.
Gilligan's Island.
da da-da da
Yeah, the one with the boat.
Yeah, Buzzsaw!
Leon?
I think maybe Dynamo, but...
but Buzzsaw was last year's champion.
I can't decide.
Then don't decide, Leon.
Hard decisions call for hard solutions.
Here are two hard asses ready to take charge.
You asked for them, you got them.
Here they are-
Buzzsaw and Dynamo!
Phil, tell us all about this champion tag team.
Let's give a down-home welcome to Buzzsaw Eddie Vatowski,
last season's leading stalker.
Buzzsaw's chain saws...
can cut muscle, sinew, bone
or even solid steel!
The ratings jumped eight points.
Make that nine points.
I love Ben Richards.
Want another surprise?
What?
Remember the girl who was with Richards at the airport?
With the cute ass?
They caught her downstairs.
She was pulling the Bakersfield video.
Sensational.
...Dynamo!
Thank you. You're beautiful.
It's been an exciting show so far.
We've had shocks, we've had surprises.
We thought, "why not one more surprise?"
Will you please help me welcome
our mystery contestant-
Miss Amber Mendez!
Let me go!
Amber, now, I understand
that you're single, Amber,
and that you live on the west side.
Not surprisingly, she's flaunted the law
and traditional morality all of her life.
Go ahead.
Tell some lies about me now.
We don't lie.
Phil, tell us all about her.
Weiss, what is it?
The camera relay.
It's not pointing up.
Who gives a damn?
Hey, where are you going?
Later, she cheated on college exams,
had sexual relationships
with two, sometimes three different men in a year,
and then she met "mad dog" Ben Richards,
her confederate, her lover.
That was a lie!
Dear, dear, dear.
Let's reunite these little lovebirds.
Go!
Aah!
It's got to be here.
What is going on?
The relays are the same.
They point into the middle of the game zone.
The uplink to the network satellite is in there.
No wonder Mic's people couldn't find it.
If we find that uplink, we can crack the code.
Jam the network.
Forget this crazy business!
We got to move on.
Let's go! Move, move!
Christ!
Aah!
Stalkers, we've got a bead-
20 degrees north, mark 7,
12 degrees east, mark 2.
Come on, brothers!
Let's win one for the zero!
"Uplinks. Underground."
You guys don't shut up,
I'm going to uplink your ass.
You'll be underground!
Watch out! The lights!
Let's go!
Shh.
Someone's coming.
Richards, wait! It's Amber!
What the hell are you doing here?
You think I'm glad to be here?
Who the hell is this?
She turned me in at the airport. This is her reward.
Well, go ahead. Make jokes.
It's your fault I'm here.
They even think I'm your girlfriend.
See this camera up there?
I can strangle you for the home audience.
Another relay. Quick!
Weiss!
What's he talking about?
Let's go.
Weiss, over here!
Richards! Look out!
You son of a bitch!
Richards, help! Wait!
Laughlin, move it!
Yeah. Let's go.
Give me your money.
OK. OK.
Hey, man, what are you doing?
Hey!
The resistance wants to jam the network.
Here's our chance.
Let's go!
No. This is more important.
It's the uplink to the network satellite.
He's going to find us.
Weiss, come on.
Over there.
Hey!
Who loves you, and who do you love?
Let me hear it.
You've got it.
Who loves you, and who do you love?
Eyaa!
Laughlin!
Hang on, I've got you.
Run! Get out of here!
Laughlin, get up!
Go! Go!
Go! Go! Go!
Eyaa!
Yah!
Aah!
There you go, Leon.
Oh, wow! Yeah!
The Running Man home game.
Aah!
Let's get out of here. He'll find us.
Jackpot!
What are you doing?
Weiss? What are you doing?
What's this, Weiss?
It's the uplink interface.
Look out.
Great! Hexagonal decode system.
Not impossible.
It'll just take a little time.
Your name is Amber, right?
Yeah.
Amber, I need you to remember these numbers.
We've got to get them to Mic.
Then let's Go!
Richards!
I love this saw.
This saw's part of me.
I'm gonna make it part of you!
That's all right.
Keep it!
18, 24.
Come on.
18, 24.
61.
b.
Say them. Say them!
18, 24, 61, b. Can we go?
Not yet.
What do you mean?
17, 17.
4.
17, 7, 4.
17, 17, 4.
Come to me, my love.
Oh, my God.
No!
Aah!
No!
Let me Go!
Richards!
Hey!
Light head!
Hey, christmas tree!
Richards!
Ahh.
Yaa!
Yay!
Yeah! Get him! Yeah!
All right!
Follow me, light bulb!
Ah, got you!
Come on!
All right!
Oh, God.
I'm stuck!
Somebody help me!
God, cut!
Go to commercials.
Jesus Christ!
I have no power.
Go to commercial!
Kill him!
No. I won't kill a helpless human being,
Not even sadistic scum like you.
Oh, my God! Boo!
Come on!
Do it!
What happened to Buzzsaw?
He had to split.
Boo!
Hey, what an incredible battle!
Buzzsaw gone,
Dynamo down,
but the stalk isn't over
'til the fat lady sings,
and the very last criminal...
Fireball, report to wardrobe at once.
Fireball, you're wanted in wardrobe.
And our halftime show!
Laughlin, break's over.
Come on. Let's get going.
I'm going somewhere, but not with you.
Buzzsaw took care of my...
Traveling arrangements.
Oh, my God.
Weiss?
He is dead.
Ohh...
But he gave me the code,
the satellite uplink code.
The underground has a broadcast center
in quadrant four.
Take her. Take her and the code to Mic.
Don't let us die for nothing.
Listen, we're counting on you.
Don't let us down.
I don't want to be
the only asshole in heaven
Ben.
He saved my life.
It should be me down there.
We got them? Hey, Ben?
I got to hand it to you, pal.
You got the whole network in an uproar.
They're shipping bicarb
to the Justice Department in crates.
This call is between us.
It's not on the air.
Listen carefully, Ben.
How would you like
a three-year contract, guaranteed,
a cadre credit line,
and a beach-front condo?
Sound impossible?
Ben, that's the standard deal
for a network stalker.
I know real talent.
I'd hate to see you get canceled tonight
when you could go the distance.
Say the word, Ben.
You could be doing the stalking.
What do you think?
You cold-blooded bastard.
I'll live to see you eat that contract.
Leave room for my fist
because I'll ram it into your stomach
and break your goddamn spine!
Damon, it's for you.
W-who?
It's the attorney general.
Get out. Everybody, out.
Come on. Move.
Yes.
Fireball! Fireball!
Come on, Fireball.
Yay!
Let's go!
He's my hero! He's my hero!
Fireball!
There he goes.
Fireball's on his way.
Dynamo's down, but not out.
Back to you, Damon.
All right, Agnes.
Big chance.
Win lots of prizes.
We've still got two crack stalkers-
Dynamo and Fireball.
Who will make the next kill?
Oh, boy.
That's a tough one.
Give it a try. who do you think?
OK.
I think the next kill
will be made by...
Ben Richards.
Hold it. Hold it.
Agnes, Richards is a runner.
You've got to pick a stalker.
I can pick anyone I choose,
and I choose...
Ben Richards.
Richards?
He's one mean motherfucker.
$200 on Richards!
Come on! 200 on Richards!
$200 on Richards!
Come on-
Just do it?
Just do it.
OK. OK.
You want it. You got it.
Place your bet.
Secret broadcast center doesn't exist.
There's nothing out here.
We should have taken that trip to Hawaii.
I had the shirt, but you fucked it up.
Jesus Christ!
Guess again.
Come on, keep up.
I'm running too fast.
My feet can't keep up!
There he goes,
the number-one rusher.
he smells blood,
and nothing on earth can stop him.
Wait. I don't Want to go.
Richards!
Here. This way.
Why? I want to go that way.
Let go of me.
Put me down.
You're going to get us killed.
Aah! Stop it!
Richards!
Let me Go!
Amber, get out of here.
Go! Now!
Richards!
Amber!
Richards!
Richards.
Aah!
Whitman.
and Price.
Haddad.
They're Running Men.
Last season's winners.
No.
Last season's losers.
Huh?
Aah!
Why can't I fly? Why can't I fly?
How about a light?
Aah!
What a hothead.
Yeah, Richards!
Captain Freedom to wardrobe
on the double.
Forget it, Killian.
I won't do it.
It's no request, It's an order.
I don't need this crap.
This stuff is...
garbage!
I-
I used to kill guys like this with my hands.
I'm not using any tricks.
This is a sport of death and honor.
Code of the gladiators!
Spare me the combat zen speech.
What's the matter with you?
Can't you see what's going on?
This isn't a game!
They're betting on Richards up there!
Bullshit!
Get out of here.
Get him out of here!
What's the matter?
Steroids make you deaf?
Get him out of here now!
Now what?
Let's find Mic's secret broadcast center,
if it even exists.
Oh, shit!
Let's try that way.
We're trapped.
Subzero,
Fireball,
and Buzzsaw.
Say their names with reverent pride.
They punished crime
and served the law.
As patriots, they died.
I hate third-act problems.
Roll...
stock.
Freeze in digital memory.
and...
activate traveling matte.
Tony, this better work,
or you'll be a digital memory.
Take it easy, Damon.
We're loading Richards' image onto the data base.
When he's mapped onto the stunt double,
you'll never know the difference.
All right, boys. Let's see you dance.
Sensational.
I love it!
Mr. Richards, you're so easily caught.
Welcome to the people's network.
We've been waiting for you.
This is nice, Mic,
but you could've gotten off your asses
and helped us.
We'd have been seen.
The government would have found us.
Laughlin, Weiss would have died for nothing.
They didn't.
I have the uplink code.
Ladies and gentlemen, I've got an update
on tonight's incredible action.
The runners have entered the final quad.
Captain Freedom has hung up his announcer's mike
and come out of retirement.
He's ready for the final conflict.
Let's go now, live, to the game zone!
Aah!
Uh!
Aah!
Ha ha ha!
Yes, it's all over!
What a colossal fight!
This is an incredible moment in sports.
Captain Freedom, out of retirement and undefeated-
proving that right and might are one and the same!
Damn that Killian!
You should be happy. We're officially dead.
We can do anything.
Don't you understand?
They'll never let us out alive.
They can't afford it.
They'll hunt us down.
Off camera, of course.
OK. Dismantle all the overlays.
Put the digital matte
in the pixel memory storage.
The damn thing worked like a charm.
It should. Editel charged us
an arm and a leg for the software.
Damon! You didn't have to kill him!
It's part of life, Brenda.
You better fuckin' get used to it.
That's one for the award show.
Thank you. You're doing nice work.
Tony, you're finally getting it.
You don't need guns to jam a satellite.
I do, to keep it.
The network will try to shunt
the next signal in orbit.
Stevie's group will stop them.
These kids?
This is a bad move, Mic.
They need a leader,
Someone with experience.
I thought you were looking for the door.
I told Killian I'd be back.
I wouldn't want to be a liar.
listen up, everybody.
I want you all to consider yourselves
picked up for the rest of the season.
Are you my people or an oil painting?
We're up nine points.
Come on, now.
Let's go, champ.
We're going to send the uplink code in 20 minutes.
10 seconds later, I'll go on the air.
We'll be ready.
If you want to make an impression,
forget the speech.
Try this instead.
What is it?
The original video from the Bakersfield massacre
before they edited for broadcasting.
Where did you hide that?
It's none of your business.
Hey, what the hell-uh!
Six minutes.
Begin satellite coding sequence.
Load uplink code into transponder grid.
Shunt power to main circuits.
Mr. Spock, you have the com.
Who's Mr. Spock?
Come on. Let me hear it now.
Whoo! Whoo!
Welcome to the postgame wrap-up show.
Ladies, I loved you.
Thank you, young man.
Hello, you're on the air.
Hi, Damon. I'm Wendy.
I have a question about Dynamo.
Is he seriously hurt?
He'll be fine.
Good luck.
He's under factory warranty.
You, too.
You're on the air.
I feel bad about the dead stalkers.
May I make a donation to their families?
What a darling.
Send your checks to the patriot's fund,
care of this station-
3,
2,
1.
That's it.
We got that baby!
Those contributions are tax deductible.
Who loves you, and who do you love?
Damon!
Yes!
Hey, what's going on?
We don't lie...
like our previous winners,
Whitman, Price, and Haddad.
There they are, at this very moment,
basking under the Maui sun,
their debt to society paid in full.
Watch...
that screen.
yankee nine-niner.
What's the crowd's status?
Food riot in progress.
Approximately 1500 civilians.
No weapons evident.
Proceed with plan alpha.
Eliminate anything moving.
The crowd is unarmed.
There are lots of women and children.
All they want is food!
Proceed with plan alpha. All rioters must be eliminated.
I won't fire at helpless people.
Where's it coming from?
The network satellite.
Abort mission. Return to base.
Don't touch that dial.
Detain Richards. Proceed as ordered.
Richards, what are you doing?
Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen!
Please bear with us!
We're experiencing technical difficulties!
Bullshit!
It's showtime!
Get the people out! Come on!
Huh!
Uhh!
Thought it was funny out in the zone.
What's the matter now?
Why aren't you laughing?
Because there's nothing funny about a dickless moron
with a battery up his ass!
Uhh!
Out! Out!
I'll show you dickless!
Aah! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Aah! Aah!
Get out of the way!
Get down! Down!
Aah!
Go!
Hello, cutie pie.
One of us is in deep trouble.
Ha ha ha!
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 will you let me explain?
This is television.
It's nothing to do with people.
It's ratings.
For 50 years, we've told them what to eat,
what to drink, what to wear.
Ben, don't you understand?
Americans love television.
They wean their kids on it.
They love game shows, they love wrestling.
They love sports and violence.
So what do we do?
We give them what they want!
We're number one, Ben.
That's all that counts.
Believe me. I've done this for 30 years.
I haven't been in show business
as long as you have,
but I'm giving the audience
what I think they want.
Aah!
Ooh!
You bastard!
Drop dead!
I don't do requests.
No!
Aaaahhhhh!
Well, that hit the spot.
Yeah!
Yah hah!
Yee hah!
All right! Yeah!
Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards! Richards!
This is no game
standing in the dark
I swear I heard you calling my name
and I knew things had changed
no pain, no gain
somethin' in your eyes
just told me that this nightmare would end
and I had found a friend
shout it from the highest steeple
let it out to all the people
you hit the right spot
no more lonely nights
with a restless heart
roll the dice
make a brand-new start
when the world you knew got shattered
you and me were all that mattered
just one way I'm gonna lose this restless heart
runnin' away with you
human again
I take you in my arms
and hold you 'til the fear is all gone
and now the race is won
shout it from the highest steeple
let it out to all the people
hey!
Scream it on the loudest speaker
burnin' like the highest fever
you hit the right spot
no more lonely nights
with a restless heart
roll the dice
make a brand-new start
when the world you knew got shattered
you and me were all that mattered
just one way I'm gonna lose this restless heart
runnin' away with you
there's a new horizon
that we're both heading to
it's out there in the distance
and it's playin' our tune
restless heart
runnin' away with you
human again
I take you in my arms
and hold you 'til the fear is all gone
and now the race is won
shout it from the highest steeple
let it out to all the people
hey!
Scream it on the loudest speaker
burnin' like the highest fever
you hit the right spot
no more lonely nights
with a restless heart
roll the dice
make a brand-new start
when the world you knew got shattered
you and me were all that mattered
just one way I'm gonna lose this restless heart
runnin' away with you
roll the dice
make a brand-new start
runnin' away
runnin' away with you
runnin' away
runnin' away with you
with a restless heart
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