The bloodiest championships ever, live at the Olympic Auditorium!
Enough with the close-up, Mr De Mille!
We wanna return to the rumble!
The Olympic Auditorium has never seen anything like this!
They like you.
I like you, too. I'm gonna make you famous, baby.
- What the fuck's your problem? - What? Leave him alone!
No!
Ringside, we have an accident!
Stop that guy! Clear the ringside, please.
- Hey, Parker! This one's for you! - Freeze!
I nailed him! I blew his hand off.
Remain calm. Our security personnel will handle this. Stay in your seats.
Hungry? Hungry? Lick.
All trains heading for Catalina have been indefinitely postponed.
This is due to earthquake damage caused to the tunnel last month.
Hey, Parker!
Deja vu! How am I doing? This ain't VR!
- Get out of the way! - Flesh and blood!
- Don't do it, Parker! - Help me!
Don't do it!
Don't do it, Parker, don't do it!
- Drop it! Freeze! - He shot that woman!
- He's a cop! - He did it in cold blood!
You go back to prison until this is sorted out.
I had a shot, I missed. I didn't shoot that woman.
Hey, Parker. This one's for you!
Grimes taunted me with that line.
Every time he killed, he'd say, 'This one's for you."
It was like he needed me.
- All right, move it! - Hey, Billy, listen!
- Billy, listen. - What do you want from me?
Somebody set me up. I didn't kill that woman.
Believe me! You lock me up, you'll never get him.
- I'm sorry. - Don't lock me up!
Cochrane, I just checked the woman's body.
She was shot from the back. Parker couldn't have killed her.
How do you know she was facing him?
I saw it happen.
Fifty witnesses say Parker shot her dead!
- How do you explain it? - Maybe she turned.
Maybe you weren't looking. There was a lot going on.
Sid 6.7 is still out there.
You're locking up the one man who may be able to stop him.
Hey, Parker! This one's for you! Hey, Parker! This one's for you!
To the majority of our viewers you are known as a mass murderer.
To some you're considered a political terrorist.
And yet to a surprisingly large number of your supporters,
you're considered a hero.
In our so-called democracy a handful of people own everything.
A whole lot of other folks have got nothing.
- Help! - Mummy!
Why have you chosen officer Barnes as a target of your vengeance?
First of all, I did not choose Barnes, he chose me.
Parker! We're here! Hurry!
- Parker! Help! - Baby...
Time's running out! Get us out, baby!
Would you mind saying your signature phrase?
Parker... this one's for you.
- What was that? - The sound of the end of futility.
Goddammit, you're supposed to be dead!
Stay down!
Get off of me!
Hey, buddy. How's the wife and kid?
Still dead, huh?
That's reality for you. No saving, no resetting.
You killed them, Barnesy. Just like that bitch on the train.
You got too greedy. You leaped before you looked.
You reached your old arm in there and...
Boom! Boom!
Come on.
I enjoyed killing your family, but it doesn't mean we can't be friends.
Seeing you just brings Grimes... oozing to the surface.
That's all.
Say thank you.
Oh, come on, Parker. I'm giving you your freedom.
Short-lived though it may be.
There's a little known fact about the locator implants for released inmates.
They contain a pinhead capsule of neural toxin.
The tracking satellites can also trigger the release of the toxin.
After transmission, the implant's host dies within 30 seconds.
So, let's see... You've killed two guards while escaping.
How long will it take to get the termination implemented?
And who should you really be going after, killer?
Them or me?
You're the only guy on my dance card, Parker.
The best we can do is try to contain him.
We'll double our detail and hope that Sid surfaces.
Parker Barnes just escaped from prisoner transport.
- Both the guards are dead. - I don't believe it!
- The fail-safe is still on-line? - On-line, and at your disposal.
... bigger than any live television event in years. So let your voice...
Hello? Parker?
- I didn't kill those transport guards. - Where are you?
Sid let me go. See, he's interactive.
He only enjoys the game against his favourite opponent: Me.
- Tell me where you are. - Listen to me!
Did you know about the poison they put in my head?
- Yes. - When were you gonna tell me?
I never thought they'd have a reason to use it.
I can't help you unless you tell me where you are.
I'm with my family.
Parker? Parker!
- Madison Carter, line one. - Cochran here.
- Parker's out. - No shit.
- He says he didn't kill the guards. - You were right about the woman.
I'll have trouble convincing the Attorney General.
She's got every SWAT team out for a Barnes hunt.
You should know something about the locator implants.
- Mum! Your keys! - Thanks! I'll be back as soon as I can.
Suspect in Hollywood. Sunset and Vine.
Enhancement. South to Santa Monica.
- East on Gower. Located... - There he is.
Go for it.
- What the fuck are you doing? - Anybody using this chair?
What are you doing?
I told Cochran about the neural toxin. He's taking care of it.
See, Grimes used my Linda and Christine to get to me.
And now Sid, he... used my guilt about losing them.
He's attacking your weakness, just like he did in VR.
But he's not Grimes, see.
His appetite... is expanding.
He craves feedback. He needs a larger...
He needs a larger audience. I know where he is.
I wanna live! I wanna live!
Authorities refuse to comment on rumours
that a former LAPD officer, now serving time for homicide,
has been released from prison to help with the manhunt.
They must be really worried. They let out Barnes.
He scared you, didn't he?
If you get scared, you might do something foolish.
LA County residents are flocking to gun shops throughout the area.
Where would you go?
The immigration issue is politically sensitive.
The closing of the American borders is also a possibility.
This is certain to guarantee a TV audience of unprecedented size.
Close our borders! Close our borders! Close our borders!
... not to have their culture overrun by refugees from the Third World.
Even poverty would be preferable to the living hell of their own worlds.
As you speak, I'm reminded of another group of immigrants.
The Puritans. Let us speak with an open mind.
If you close off U.S. Borders, you close off your soul to the future.
This country will be doomed to cultural extinction.
What's going on? Wejust lost New York!
You guys asleep?
Ladies and gentlemen, my fellow Americans! Welcome.
- What the hell's happening? - No!
To Death TV.
Death TV.
- Move back, now! - Get back, go!
All you have to do, sweet viewers, is to ask.
So, what do you want? Strangulation? Mutilation?
Cannibalism? Gunshots? Stabbings?
I'll slice, dice, julienne. What about hanging by the testicles?
Before we begin, a word to the parents of our younger viewers.
The following programme contains scenes of violence.
It will not be suitable for small children.
The rest of you won't be able to take your eyes off the screen.
Don't fucking move.
And now... on with the show. A Death TVspecial segment.
- On what floor is the studio on? - The 38th.
Our first little contestant comes from our own City of Angels.
- At only nine years old... - No! No, no, no!
... a lover of macaroni and cheese.
Daughter of criminal psychologist, Madison Carter.
You sadistic son of a bitch!
It's my fault! That's my little girl!
Listen! As God is my witness, I'm gonna find your daughter.
I need your help. You gotta find out who's in charge of the building.
Get them to cut off all the phone lines. Can you do that?
Go, go! Move it! Move it inside!
This little beauty's got two hours until she's blown into little bits.
Madison! I'll find your daughter for you.
Help me.
There's Barnes.
Barnes!
Parker!
Go, go, go!
Shit!
While we wait and watch the demise of Karin Carter,
let's have a talk with our studio audience.
You're the supervisor? You can do it.
I need you to cut every phone line that leads into this building.
Imagine, if you can, just for a moment...
That she is your daughter.
The child you have given birth to.
- Oh, my... - Where's my daughter?
I don't know.
And what will you do now? Shoot me?
Folks at home, Ed. Ed, folks at home.
Enjoying the show, Ed?
At moments like this, I bet you're thinking, "Where's God?"
I have the same dilemma. Look at the response. They love you.
What I am is not my fault.
It's not even my choice.
I came to be, because of what you are.
They love you so much, they want you dead, Ed.
Face it, folks, to kill... is in your nature.
The phone lines? Where's my audience?!
Parker!
Put down the weapon, or we will open fire!
Call them off! I want that goddamn helicopter down here right now!
Yes, sir!
Fuck you, Parker.
I am made of everything! I am the future! And you...
You're losing your sense of humour.
Come on!
Come on, Parker!
- Where's the girl? - It's not the same this time.
She's not your daughter!
Come on, Parker!
Come on!
Where's the girl? Where's the girl?!
Banzai!
Jump, Parker!
Come and get the little girl, Parker!
Come on, you can make it! Come on. Yeah, attaboy!
You can do it. Come on.
Okay, Parker! This one's for me.
Now... where is the girl?
Where's the girl?
Blow me, Parker!
Parker, Parker, Parker, Parker...
Parker!
So, Mr Barnes, you've destroyed Sid.
You've effectively lost any chance of finding the little girl.
No...
Yeah! You made it. Come on, Parker, come on.
Come on, you can make it. Oh, goody.
Hey, Parker, this one's for me.
Parker!
Hey, Maddy. You just missed Parker.
Where is she?
- You can't kill me, Maddy. - Where is she?
She's waiting, Mommy.
Show me Madison.
- Tell me where my daughter is! - You see.
Sid assumes he's still in the real world.
- Come on, Maddy, forget the kid. - Where is she?
- You really wanna know? - Yes.
- You really, really wanna know? - Yeah.
Just click your heels three times.
Oh, Karin! Mommy's here.
- She's here? - Yeah, she is.
She's been right here all along?
- You're dead. - And you're back in the box.
- This is VR? - That's right.
- Get us out of here, Billy. - Get them out now.
Madison first. You have to help me lift her out.
Daryl? They couldn't have done this without you!
- Lower it. - I'll go lower Barnes.
Daryl? I'm back in the fucking box?!
Smart. That's my boy.
Any time now, Billy.
Daryl! Daryl! Help me, Daryl!
I'm back in the box. Help me, Daryl.
Why did you betray me, Daryl?
Judas! Judas, Daryl!
- Billy? - No!
You're in my world now!
Get away from there! I'll kill you, too!
Parker!
Get in here! Come on!
What's going on here? I don't know what you think you're doing...
Coward! Parker, I wanna play!
I wanna play!
Let's get your little girl.
Watch your step!
- Karin! - Don't!
- It's booby-trapped. - The bomb squad's five minutes away.
We don't have five minutes.
Karin!
Listen, I'm gonna get you out of there, okay?
Hang on, sweetheart, I'm coming.
Just stay right where you are.
It's all right. I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Are you gonna get me out? - Yes!
Be careful, Parker!
- Hi, Mom... Hurry! - Okay. Wait, don't move!
Hello, Parker. That can only be you.
What should be completely clear is that I've thought of everything.
And I thought of it first.
So I made this recordingjust for you, in case you got clever.
Let me move your hands back. Stay where you are. Don't move.
He's got you sitting on a pressure plate.
Now, if you stand up, it's gonna be very bad, okay?
Be still, honey. Don't move.
It's okay, baby. Hang in there.
Don't move, honey.
- Mom, get me out of here. - We will, baby.
Everything will be okay. Just stay still.
- Mom... Mommy? - Hold on, baby.
- Okay, just talk to Mommy. - Mom.
I'm right here, sweetie.
Try to get into the main operating system and reset the internal clock.
I thought of that one, too. Better try again.
Oh, God!
Faster!
Hang on. Everything's gonna be okay. I love you, Karin.
Connect this side to the input...
...and this one goes to the output. Which one's the output?
Let's see.
Eeny-meeny-miny-moe... No.
Now, output, output?
Maybe this one right here?
Be it, please.
I thought of that one, too. Better try again... faster.
Faster! Faster!
- It's not working. - Mommy.
I thought of that one, too.
- It's working. - I thought of that one, too.
- It's working. - Working? We're okay?
- We're okay. - Oh, my God.
- Mommy! - Baby! Oh, baby.
Thank you.