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The city occurred three days ago. Since then, the main arteries in and out of

the city and county of Los Angeles have been blocked by roving, marauding bands

of looters and rioters whose strength in numbers has prompted the governor to

recall the contingent of National Guardsmen who were sent into the city

weeks ago to maintain order.

KMBR News Radio Time is 4 .40 in the afternoon.

Let's go up in the sky now and check in with Captain Carl in KMBR's Chopper One.

Captain Carl?

Good afternoon, Wayne.

Well, as we move... into the traditional rush hour crunch, I'm happy to report

for the second consecutive week that there are absolutely no sea alerts in

effect. Of course, there are no freeways left to travel upon, but I'm sure

Caltrans and the Army Corps of Engineers will have that taken care of in no

time. A few moments ago, Wayne, we flew over the scene of some recent looting in

the Lakewood area, where a Stereo City outlet was completely imbued with

and shelving. As a matter of fact, from our vantage point up here in the sky, it

appeared that the vandals even made off with the doors.

Next door to the Stereo City, however, is a Booksville, USA, megastore. And

aside from some apparent earthquake damage, Wayne, there didn't appear to be

looter in sight.

So, all you Judith Krantz and Stephen King fans can rest assured that there'll

be plenty of reading material to go around once the present emergency has

passed. From high in the sky above the Los Angeles basin, this is Captain Carl

reporting for KMBR Newsradio. Back to you, Wayne.

Thank you, Captain Carl. We'd like to remind our listeners that Captain Carl

checks in on the 8th of every hour except for when he is experiencing

gunfire from the ground.

The mayor has requested that the citizenry of Los Angeles please refrain

firing upon helicopters and fixed -wing aircraft, as many of these airborne

carriers are the only means of transport for emergency goods and services.

KMBR News Radio Time is 4 .43. And now this.

Oh,

man. Somebody want to turn that goddamn radio off?

I mean, it's only common fucking sense that we need to conserve the batteries

till the power comes back on.

The power ain't coming back on, pal.

It's never coming back on.

The grid is completely shut down.

It's going to stay that way as long as those animals out there are controlling

the streets.

It's just common procedure in an emergency situation like this.

Sounds like reverse psychology if you ask me.

What do you mean?

This whole business about keeping the power down.

I mean, number one, this whole crisis ain't going to be over until we drop a

nuclear bomb on those assholes out there.

Number two, you ever walk into a room full of cockroaches?

Huh? You know what happens when you turn on the lights, right?

Those little fuckers run for cover, man.

There's some cockroaches out there. They're human beings just like you and

Yeah, you're right.

Cockroaches can't fire AK -47s like that.

You know what bothers me?

The fact no matter that you haven't taken a shower in two weeks?

You seem to know an awful lot about emergency procedures.

I mean...

You're always going off about this emergency policy and emergency

this emergency op and that emergency op. I mean, what is it that you do, anyway?

I'm a civil servant.

County government.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. What of it? What the hell do you do?

A criminal defense attorney.

Are you sure I haven't met you somewhere before? Look, pal, for the hundredth

fucking time, we've never met before.

I mean, other than two weeks ago when I came into this dump for a fucking beer.

Well, I didn't know exactly what happened after that.

You know what? You're starting to stink up my space here. Why don't you just go

back to your bar stool and dream about all the fucking money you're going to

make from defending those assholes out there.

This thing's never going to be fucking over, pal.

Because the whole city's in flames.

Right. Whatever.

So, tell me what you want.

I want the whole goddamn ball of wax.

Are you sure you're not a cop?

Do I look like a cop?

In a word, yes.

Relax, I'm not a cop.

Because if you are a cop, and you bust me after the fact, that's entrapment.

Why don't you just relax?

Okay, I'm not a cop.

I mean, Christ, I could have whacked off... And the time it's taking you to

off my goddamn pants.

Really?

What do you have here?

if you want and paying for it.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

That got it hard.

Fuck. Yeah. Oh.

Ha, ha, ha.

Come on.

What's the matter?

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm going to sit in your face.

and pull.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh,

yes.

Oh, yes.

Come all over your head.

Fucking stick your fingers back in.

Yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Be bad to me.

Yeah. Oh, come on.

Maybe I'll let you.

Deep. You're caught deep inside my...

Oh, yeah.

Just like that.

Did you feel that?

Feel what?

I think we just had a little earthquake.

Probably some truck passing by.

Maybe.

So, uh, could you just leave the money on the dresser before you go, okay,

honey?

Oh, you motherfucker.

I told you this was entrapment. Listen, shut the fuck up, okay? I'm not hauling

your ass in.

Just showing you my credit card.

You understand, don't you?

Mm -hmm.

You're one of those assholes, aren't you?

Yeah.

I'm one of those assholes.

What was that?

What?

Did you feel the shaking?

The earth always shakes when you're near me.

No, Susan, I'm serious. You know how freaked out I get about earthquakes.

Maybe just a truck rolling by or something.

Calm down.

You know, eventually you're going to have to make a decision.

You can't keep playing with me and Frank like this.

And I'm not going to give him a divorce.

Why? You think you'll lose me if you do?

I know I will.

Why do you have to keep playing both ends of the candle like this?

Because it's fun and because I can.

Anyway, eventually.

Do you want to give Frank a divorce?

Something will happen and you and I will be together.

Oh, will you stop with that something will happen to Frank shit again?

You've seen the postman always rings twice too many times.

Anyway, it's not you or Frank that I love. It's the money.

Thank you.

Oh, fuck.

It has to get down deep in my ass.

Yes.

Oh, you.

Yeah.

Yes. Don't stop.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Yeah. Oh, fuck me.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Oh,

yes. Yeah.

Back. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Yeah.

All right.

Shit, I'm gonna be late for work.

Will Frank be in today?

As usual, I'm sure of it.

You really are gonna have to make a decision, Anna.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's no way.

The only way I can see fit to providing you with a home loan is if you can come

up with 20 % down.

You told me that you worked for a lot of people with bad credit.

You said that you secured a loan for a couple that grossed $1 ,200 a month.

Yeah, but that was only a $9 ,000 loan.

Well, I wish you would have said something earlier instead of just

along.

I thought I could get you along.

But then when I looked at your schedule C on the 1040.

I maximized my deductions.

I mean, don't you understand?

I'm self -employed.

I understand.

But don't you have someone to co -sign for you? A boyfriend?

No.

Girlfriend?

No. I'm not implying that you're gay or anything.

Are you?

What?

Gay.

No, no.

There's nothing wrong with it.

You get a lot of alternative couples in here.

I'm not gay.

Well, that's good.

Because I normally don't approve loans for them.

Statistics show that an average gay relationship only lasts about five

That's half the life of a home loan.

Look, can't you just get me something with the lower down?

I mean, I just want a starter home.

Like what?

Three percent?

Five percent?

Business, like marriage, is a give and take situation.

I think I've learned more in seven years of marriage with my wife than I have

ten years of business.

Give and take.

Yeah,

suppose you were to take a home loan from me.

3%, what would you be willing to give in return?

I understand the mechanics of things very well.

Just what is it that you want me to give you?

This is strictly hypothetical, but if I were to roll out an offer...

Look, you're not the most attractive man that I've ever met.

But if I close...

In my eyes, I can imagine anyone I want.

Now there's a creative mind.

Mm -hmm.

Hmm.

um um

um

Oh, man.

You like it, huh? Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

You like my pussy?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, put two things there.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

I want to cum on your cock.

Yeah, I want to cum on your cock.

Yes. Oh, yeah.

Why'd you make me come?

Yes!

Yes!

Mm -hmm.

Mm

-hmm.

Oh, here it comes, baby.

Oh, yeah, come on. Come on, yeah.

I think I can play with some numbers and get you that home run.

I found some potato chips and beef jerky in the back.

More goddamn junk food.

Hey!

Shut the fuck up, people!

In case you haven't noticed, food is food. And if any one of you assholes

to go outside looking for real food, I'll even open the door for you.

What do you want?

Well, um... I want to talk to you.

About what?

Well, um... You see, I don't have much money on me right now, but I moved a

large sum from FEMA, you know, from last year, quick.

And, um... Look, whatever your rate is, I'll follow it. Okay? I'm good for it, I

swear. Are you trying to imply that I'm a whore?

Well, don't get fooled. Righteous information wouldn't mean all right.

Take a look at my face.

Look at it.

Gotta remember it.

Sure shit remember yours, babe. Come on.

The night clerk at the Ballard Bungalow Hotel.

Yeah, now you remember.

So, shit's right.

What do you say?

I need money.

I need cash now.

What the fuck do you need cash for?

Haven't you noticed the bartender's dead, alright?

Drinks have been on the house ever since the big one hit.

Isn't enough.

I need more.

There. Take it, okay?

Imitation Rolex?

It's a watch!

All right? It tells the fucking time.

Well, you care, right?

I know.

All right, but you're going to owe me after you get it. Oh, yeah, of course.

Of course. Oh, my.

I guess yours is good as any, huh?

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, that's... Oh,

yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Come on.

Yes. Yes,

yes.

Yes, yes. Yes.

Yes.

You can do something.

You can do something.

Here. Here.

Oh,

fuck.

oh yeah oh oh

It appears that they escaped from a stockyard downtown near the Southern

Freight Line, and right now, as we hover over the scene in KMBR's Chopper 1, the

bulls are running loose down on Barrow Street, which is the old Spanish

settlement near Union Station, and a crowd of people are scrambling to get on

the path of these raging beasts.

Now, I don't know if you're a heavy -duty fan, Wayne, but this is chillingly

reminiscent of running up to Capcom where, oh boy, that had to hurt. Oh my

I don't believe this. This is simply a...

I knew it.

I knew I recognized you.

You're Officer Doyle Riley.

Uh, South Bay Vice.

That's you, right?

Get the fuck out of my face, pal.

I've had you in court at least half a dozen times.

Obviously, you got me confused with somebody else, so why don't you get the

out of my face? So tell me, officer.

Why are you hiding out here? Why aren't you out there with your fellow officers

trying to put an end to this fucking shit?

Huh? Look, why don't you just get out of my face before I rip off your ears and

feed them to you?

Are you threatening me? Is that what that was? Are you threatening me because

have a lot of witnesses here, Mr. Civil Rights Violating Cop?

Look, I don't have time for your fucking lawyer talk.

Look, all I want to know is why you're hiding out in here not helping all the

rest of the police officers put an end to this. Frank, I think you're having a

small case of cabin fever.

I think all of us are.

I live in Beverly Hills, for God's sake. I don't even belong here.

That's right.

Yeah, you take good care of him.

You have got to calm down.

We're going to be out of here soon enough.

How do you know?

Look,

I can't tell anyone, okay?

But when I went in the bag to find the snacks, I found a shortwave radio.

And I found out what's really going on, okay? The whole city has been leveled.

And not from the earthquake.

But from all the people, from the rioting, from the looting, them setting

everything is gone.

Jesus Christ. The downtrodden and revolt.

And the National Guard, that was just a ruse.

Tomorrow night, they're sending out the Marines from El Toro.

Guns, tanks, everything. We're talking martial law, okay?

And everyone who doesn't comply will be shot.

Wow. This is really serious shit. So look, you just got to hang in there just

one more day for me, babe. Okay, just one more day, okay, for me?

Just one more day.

Oh, and the condo that Susan was looking in?

Wait, wait, what do you mean, was?

Oh, well, everything's been leveled. Everything from Verdugo to Ventura,

Everything is gone, okay?

But you know what that means, don't you?

She can't stand in our way anymore. She's not going to make you sign those

goddamn divorce papers. You don't got to do anything anymore.

I'll be damned.

Anna,

not here.

Not now.

I locked the door. It's all right.

I don't know.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

Oh, yeah.

Ooh. Ooh.

Are you sure you locked the door? Mm -hmm. Oh, God.

Oh, my.

Yes.

Oh.

Yeah.

Oh, baby, suck it.

Oh, yes.

Oh, stop doing that. Oh, God.

Yes.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God, baby.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes. That is perfect.

Yes, it is.

Oh, baby.

So good.

Yes. Uh -huh. Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah. Do it. Oh, my God.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, baby.

Oh, fuck yes.

Oh, suck me, baby. Yes, suck me. Oh, God, that was fucking good.

Yes. Oh, you feel so good.

Oh, yes.

Oh, baby.

Oh, God, yes.

Yeah. Oh!

Yeah. You like that? Uh -huh. Tell me. Yeah.

What? Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah.

Yeah. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God.

Yeah.

Yes. Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Tell

me. Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Oh,

yeah.

Oh, God, yes.

Oh,

yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh,

God, yes.

Take it.

Yes. Yes.

Oh, fuck yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Oh, fuck

yeah.

Oh, yes. Oh,

yes.

Hey, honey, you want to take it easy on that stuff?

I mean, you want to keep your wits about you with those aftershocks and all.

Okay, guys, here's the deal.

I've got a craving like a motherfucker for a chili dog.

Chili dog with cheese and onions.

Like the one they sell at Pete's.

Except I don't think they're standing any longer.

I'm not dicking around when I say I've got the hottest pussy in town.

Don't believe me?

I've got a client that's longer than your goddamn arm.

Cheeks.

Movie stars.

Where the fuck do you expect me to find

a chili dog?

I don't know.

It's not my problem.

It's yours.

Or it will be as soon as we seal the deal.

I want a fucking chili dog.

Are you assholes up for a barter arrangement or not?

Thank you.

Oh, yeah.

Oh my God.

Oh, yes.

Oh, God.

Let me have some.

Yes!

Oh,

yes.

Oh, man.

Oh, yeah.

Fight it.

I love it.

Well, what?

Well, we made a deal.

You can't be serious.

It's a fucking jungle out there. And where the hell do you think I'm going to

find a goddamn chili dog?

Like I said, that's not my problem.

That's yours.

We made a deal. You're not going to renege.

What do you think?

There's no way, man. I ain't going out there.

Hmm.

I've got an interesting proposition here.

On one end, we're actually witnessing a living, breathing breakdown of all moral

code.

And on the other, we have a lady here who wants us to be men of honor, to

to our word.

Well, I think we should stick with it.

A chili dog?

A chili dog, a silver chalice. It's all the same thing.

Besides, I'm a cop.

I ain't afraid of a few fucking punks.

I think there's more of a few out there.

Look, if you don't honestly believe that we're going to get out of here alive...

Now, I'll tell you what.

I'm going to go to the back room. I'm going out the window.

Walk up after me.

Seal the window back up?

What the hell was that?

That was a man.

Going for a chilly dog.

What?

Your turn.

Fuck off.

No honor?

No. No honor.

No pride.

No cojones.

And I don't care who knows.

You're a whore.

How many deals did you not give to honest, hard -working people?

How many married men have you fucked?

You're not gonna get me a goddamn chili dog, are you?

No. Fine, I'll get it myself.

I just had a thought here, guys.

We haven't had an aftershock in a week, week and a half, maybe?

So what?

No aftershocks. It's good, isn't it?

I'm gonna sue you.

What do you mean?

I mean... What makes us think this is an earthquake

to begin with? I mean, because the radio said so?

No. I know that what I felt two weeks ago sure as hell was an earthquake.

Oh, great. So we know the difference now between an earthquake and a nuclear

fucking bomb, right?

Nuclear. I am serious here, guys. I'm serious as a fucking heart attack.

All right?

Think about it.

How come the authorities have let this chaos go on for so long?

Huh? Huh?

Huh? Because there are no authorities.

And this isn't just L .A. It's the whole fucking country.

Bobby, it's an earthquake, okay?

You need to get a hold of yourself, man. Get a grip.

Hey. Yeah.

Yeah.

Just because you say so.

Fucking... What are you, a fucking geology expert?

If it was an earthquake, all right, follow me.

The aftershocks.

They're not right. It doesn't fit the pattern.

Pattern? You're getting paranoid. What fucking pattern?

Am I talking to all of you?

Huh? Hello?

Earthquakes.

Aftershocks.

There wasn't enough of them for a quake that size.

Just paranoid me.

Am I?

Really? Or am I the only person in this room that's willing to look at our

situation and say, oops, maybe we're in a little deeper shit than we thought?

Maybe.

Maybe what we felt wasn't big.

Maybe the jolt we felt was just a precursor to something bigger.

It is, man.

They're doing more harm than good.

See? See? The National Guard, they're here.

I hear them, man.

I hear them. They're coming this way.

Oh, man. They're coming this way.

They're coming right here, man.

Oh,

man. This is it. This is our chance to get out of here. Come on.

Come on. This is our last... Fuck you.

um um

Oh, yeah.

Yes!

Oh yeah.

Oh.

the corner there, and the mob appears to be moving on. From high in the sky

above the L .A. basin, this is Captain Carl for KMBR Newsradio. Back to you,

Wayne. KMBR Newsradio time is 8 .05.

Good morning from the news desk. I'm Wayne Wallace.