The Running Man

Yankee Nine-Niner, what are your coordinates?

Zero-two-zero. Flight level 1-5.

We are above release point Echo-Bravo-One.

- Move in and check it out. - Roger. Moving in.

Food riot in progress.

Approximately 1,500 civilians. No weapons evident.

Proceed with Plan Alpha. Eliminate anything moving.

I said the crowd is unarmed.

There are lots of women and children down there.

All they want is food for God's sake.

As you were, Richards. Proceed with Plan Alpha.

All rioters must be eliminated.

The hell with you. I will not fire on helpless people.

Abort mission. Return back to base.

- Lieutenant Saunders, do you copy? - Affirmative.

Take command. Detain Richards and proceed as ordered.

Richards, what the fuck are you doing?

Shit. Get him.

Goddamn it.

Lieutenant, we're pitching over.

I got it. I got control.

He said detain him. Don't drop him.

Richards, you're gonna fry for this.

And I'll see you in hell.

Come on. Keep digging.

What's the holdup?

This one's had it.

Watch the detonator.

Get that garbage out of here.

Move.

Hey, Charlie, you see The Running Man last night?

I never miss it.

I even won 500 bucks.

You lucky bastard.

Work crew coming through. Prisoner transfer proposal.

Okay, hang on. Lenny, this is the eighth perimeter.

Fresh meat just got here. Shut down the dead line.

Affirmative. Shutting down now. Stand clear.

Access code pending.

Verified. Perimeter deactivated.

Sonic dead line is down. Sonic dead line is down.

- Okay, assholes. Move it. Move it. - Let's go. Let's go.

Get off the lead or lose your head. Come on.

East perimeter here. New prisoners are all in compound.

- We're clear. - Affirmative. Activating dead line.

What are you looking at? Get out of here.

Sonic dead line is up. Sonic dead line is up.

Prisoner restraint collars armed. Prisoner restraint collars armed.

Give you a lift?

No. No.

Get it open.

I got it. I got it.

- Repeat the codes. - I did. Six-five-three...

Shit, it's not working.

- You're a hell of an actor, Laughlin. - Who was acting?

Well, you're still alive, aren't you?

- Repeat that code. - Okay.

Weiss. What's the holdup? Come on.

The linking computer's denying the code.

Must be the walls in here, they're blocking the signal.

- It's not happening. - Then we try it outside. Move.

Let's go. Come on.

Move. Get out of the way. Move.

Open the gates. Open the gates.

Go ahead, do it.

Shut down the dead line or we all lose our heads.

The system's blocked. Must be an encryption lockout. Damn.

Perimeter deactivated. Perimeter deactivated.

- All right. All right. - Not the line yet, Chico.

No, Chico! Amigo!

Chico. Come back.

The dead line's still up.

He's not gonna make it. That collar's gonna blow.

Chico!

Kill him! Kill him!

No, Chico!

Sonic dead line is up. Sonic dead line is up.

Prisoner restraint collars armed. Prisoner restraint collars armed.

Sonic dead line is up. Sonic dead line is up.

Prisoner restraint collars armed. Prisoner restraint collars armed.

Perimeter deactivated. Perimeter deactivated.

Perimeter deactivated. Perimeter deactivated.

Zone passes are required at all times. Display passes properly.

All interzone workers with day passes are reminded

that curfew begins at midnight.

Anyone without a valid zone card after midnight

will be permanently detained.

Cadre kids, don't forget, October is bonus recruitment month.

Earn a double bonus for reporting a family member.

ICS, your entertainment and information network reminds you

seeing is believing.

Give me that.

What's the number one television show

in the whole wide world?

The Running Man!

- Yes! - Yes, it's The Running Man.

Four-hundred square blocks of danger, destruction, demolition...

You guys wanna buy a hot stereo?

- Stevie. - Laughlin. Glad you guys made it.

Unstoppable network stalkers give criminals, traitors,

and enemies of the state exactly what they deserve.

Sundays, 8 to 11 on ICS Channel One. Be there.

Produced in cooperation with the Zone 4 Department of Justice,

all rights reserved.

The Running Man, America's favorite game show.

A child, your child, happy, loving, caring...

Can you believe this shit? Twenty-four hours a day.

- Seven days a week. - Don't listen to it.

I worry about the kids. The network shut down the schools.

The kids are either in hiding or getting basic training.

Brainwashed by the TV.

We can jam the network once we find the uplink to the satellite.

- Then we'll broadcast the truth. - The truth?

Hasn't been very popular lately.

Can't find the code or the uplink.

I don't know where the network hid something that big,

but they managed.

Stevie, would you mind?

Goodbye, my lovely.

You're one of the cops who locked up all my friends.

Burned my songs.

People like you took this country and turned it into a jail.

We don't want his death on our hands.

He's a cop. He's the Butcher of Bakersfield.

Come on, Mic. You can see through that crap.

- It's network propaganda. - We don't know that.

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

We also know he's not one of us.

Perhaps now he's seen too much.

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.

Nothing worth losing your head over, though, huh?

You got it.

Hey, get out of here.

Don't stay there. Come on.

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

Nothing like first-class.

Senorita, senorita, do you want to come in?

- Yeah. Hey, you too. Yeah. - Come on. Hey, hey.

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 ten-year prison reunion.

- You can still join us if you want. - No, thank you.

My brother's gonna get me out of the city.

Plus, I'm not into politics. I'm into survival.

- Nowadays, it's the same thing. - Hurry. Come on.

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

Yeah, for all of us.

- Look, look, there he is. - Yes.

- Mr. Killian. Mr. Killian. - Yeah!

You look beautiful.

- We need you, Damon! - Yeah.

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.

Not likely? You're beautiful, sweetheart.

- 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 asshole 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.

- You're looking good. - Morning, Mr. Killian.

- Tony. Tony. What do you got for me? - Damon, thank God.

The Justice Department's been calling every ten minutes.

Just give them an evasive answer. Tell them to go fuck themselves.

Got my coffee?

- I wanna 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

for 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.