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You said I was one of your best guys.

Was.

Just ask them to take me off the block list.

Say that again, and I'll kick you and your kid out on your ass.

Bringing her here to guilt me.

Look, I need to work.

She said a few years ago last week. That ain't on me.

I'm not the jerk that spoke to a union rep about radiation exposure one time.

You got your daughter.

Your nuts didn't fly.

Take the win.

Bye -bye.

Sick kid in my office.

You know, I didn't bring her here to kill you.

And this is you, not Aubrey?

Hey, you!

Tough guy!

Are you mad enough to risk it all? Today is your last chance in the year to be

on The Running Man.

If you can duck the boys in black, the public, and McCone's husband for 30

you'll run away with a billion new dollars.

Go on.

I'll give you a head start.

You've got the cash if you've got the call.

Don't miss the final run of the season.

Don't worry.

Daddy's not that crazy.

Go back or feed the wheel. We're a big -boned badass that's bravely the bag at

Big Box. Am I right, Bud?

And away we'll go.

Bud,

for 100 new dollars, the capital of France is A.

Marseille, B.

Lyon, or C. Paris.

100 mils. Yeah, drop a hundo in the heavy.

Oh, look at the fuzzy hamster.

Did you see the fuzzy hamster? No.

Next question. For $1 ,000, how many laboratories does a NetAir

Flying V luxury jetliner have?

Is it A4, B5, or C6?

Big V, bud.

It's...

But in my hand is the question that

sustains your life.

Okay. How's she doing? Mommy.

How's she doing?

She's really burning up. Hey. Come on, Mommy.

Thank God you're here. Can I feel?

She's hurting bad.

That's not good.

Two drops.

All right.

Wait, what is this?

Look, I know.

Molly said he would have real bonds, damn it. Real flumex. Yeah, well, a

black market buddy has all the stuff to kill people, but it's sold out of the

things to favor.

All right.

This stuff doesn't make her better, Leah. But it makes her feel better.

Look, I just pulled another double at the Hellhole Club, and if it wasn't dead

in the morning, I could still be there. So that's what we can afford today.

I talked to him.

What, you did?

Who punched Kathy?

Took her with me.

Again, you know, still tripled.

No, you took her so you wouldn't beat the crap out of her.

Smart. I left my pride at the door. I was respectful.

Maybe got a little heated at the end, but... But then it was game over.

They don't want us to win.

I'm sorry, Adley.

I tried.

Hey, you're just being punished for being a good man.

You were just standing up for your guy.

I'm just thinking, right? You know, I got to be a dad and they didn't... Ben,

none of this is your fault.

It doesn't change our situation.

No.

But we're in this together, right?

Wait, where's your sock?

Oh, Ben, those take forever to make. No, no, it was on when we got home. Hold

on. It's here. It's here. Those are for comfy, Ben.

When did you kick that off?

Shh. Don't worry.

Dad is going to find it.

Get it together, girl.

Honey, are you going back to the liberteam?

I don't want to. I thought you said that place was dead in the morning. It is.

Except for the most desperate, wasted loser.

My friend told me how to get tips out of these guys.

You're the way she can do it all the time. No. Look, if these jerks can slash

Indy Parado, they can absolutely save a kid's life. Babe, I can't let you do

that. Ben, she is burning up.

Look, my friend makes 20 new every shift. Do you think they're just one

customer?

Hey, now, you know I'd never do that.

That friend doesn't even let her grab her ass.

She just charms him into tipping for something that's not on sale. And right

it's prime time for that kind of flirting. No, it's the wrong exec.

Thinks that you ripped him off. You could end up in the dump like that girl

across the street. I'm sorry. These men are savages. If we don't get real farms,

real real docs, she's going to survive another night.

We don't have a choice.

Yeah, we do.

Where are you going?

Give money.

Enough for her to see a real doc before bedtime.

You're talking to me about taking chances?

People on that show never come back. Why don't you try it out for the running

man?

There's a ton of other shows. Look, the lowest amount someone won today, $75.

I get on one of those, we get the meds. Oh, no. People on these games get hurt

too, like, really bad.

Kids stuff makes the kind of jobs I work.

Hey,

promise me you won't go on that show.

I promise.

I'm going to tell you.

business. Network building.

Tryouts. Proceed to your destination.

Lawyers will be prosecuted.

All right. All right.

still try out.

Hey, this guy's in trouble. Get up and get back in line.

This guy needs help.

Go help me. Step back. Get him a fucking doctor and I will. I said step back

now.

Keep moving, people.

There's nothing to see.

Back in the line.

information is correct.

What's the triangle, man?

I'll read it to you. It'll be faster.

Ben Richards, 35, married.

Employment history, hired by C -Gen, fired for insubordination.

Why is there a red triangle on my file? Hired by Net Utility, fired for... Hey,

man, I asked you a question.

Insubordination?

Hired by SenseNet for the daughter.

Fired for insubordination.

Poor kid.

You mention my daughter again, they don't make class thick enough to stop me

from choking you out.

Elevator six.

27, right?

Yeah. 29, neighbor.

Loughlin.

Ben.

All right, Ben.

We got cash, and you've got the balls.

All right, Ben.

Right,

yeah. I'm Tim.

Tim. Jansky.

Jansky's my last name, and Tim is short for Timothy.

Got it.

Should we all go around and say our names in a fun fact?

We can do it later.

Thank you.

You didn't have to do that back there. No problem.

You'll help him, Will.

Obedience. Never.

Heroism. Useless.

Technology. Abuse.

Freedom. No.

Authority. Burn.

Anarchy. When.

Justice.

Hilarious.

Family.

Next image, what do you see?

Cutest puppy ever.

What about this one?

Oh, it's my favorite flower.

Giving me a hug.

Final image, tell me about it.

Infinite bunnies, sucked into a knife tornado, spraying blood all over the

galaxy.

Mr. Richards, you are quantifiably the angriest man to ever audition for our

shows.

Well, that really pisses me off.

Proceed directly to your next destination.

Final assessment.

Ooh, our jump scenes are in here.

You are required to change into your assigned jumps.

You're on bug out.

That was bang, bang, nice.

You must wear your designated jumpsuit. Hey, y 'all, you guys saw that I was

there. Yo, Richard.

It would be us, man.

It would be us.

Come on, shit happens, right?

That's us.

They say you run to add life to your days.

Add days to your life.

That's it, both are pretty fucking true.

Don't miss them. final run of the season.

I always thought this was fake, but... I don't know.

Feeling pretty real now.

Alright, guys.

Feeling real -yosa.

Feeling realer every second,

y 'all.

Later.

Hey,

uh, you're the man, Richard.

Never would have made it without you.

You're like spaghetti.

Go a little further this way.

Hey, so far, so good.

Don't worry, we'll keep it down.

I don't know about that.

Mr. Richard?

Neither none has curriculum.

There's not death that man should fear.

But never beginning to live can kill you.

Go ahead.

Relax. That's it.

You know, critics say the running man represents a return to the barbarism of

the Roman Colosseum.

I disagree.

I'm not doing the running man.

I'm aware of your family crisis.

And I think the contents...

On this envelope, we'll help.

If we come to an agreement, it's yours to keep.

Call it a signing bonus.

I'll do any other show.

The most anyone's ever won on another show is a thousand ND, and I know it

sounds like a tremendous sum, but it's not enough to get your family out of

slumside for good.

Whereas on The Running Man, merely surviving a single week would put the

Richards in the top 1 % of global wealth.

See for yourself.

Age 66.

I'm not trying to get myself killed.

Mr. Richards, I'll be honest with you.

I've said this to every contestant, but this is the first time I've really meant

it.

You have what it takes to win this game.

Our viewers have a burning desire to see a runner go the distance, and we've had

men come close.

29 days in season one.

But it's going to take somebody special to go the full 30.

You tested off the charts.

So I looked through your employment history and had my assistant shoot me

highlights.

And this is the most thrilling 10 seconds of video I've seen all year.

Well, they fired me for destroying their owners.

But you bounced back.

Hired by DefenseNet, the best wages downtown.

No, best dog shit's still dog shit.

Then why beg to be rehired?

Let's be honest.

We stuck your neck out one too many times for your co -workers and got your

chopped off.

Pretty gutsy, considering half the country thinks union should be illegal.

Well, I come from the other half, so they can kiss my ass twice.

Right there is why you can win this game.

You're a fighter, Richards.

My work blacklisted you from all the corps they own, except for this one.

Risk your lives for other men and their families long enough and do it for you

and yours.

Put your boots on.

Make them pay, any time.

Sign the agreement and change your family's life forever.

What father wouldn't want that?

Welcome to the running man.

This is exciting.

Ah, there you are.

I'm married.

I assume you two had an understanding based on our line of work.

She's a waitress at a club.

I've hit a nerve.

mutually profitable collaboration.

I'm Agent Doug, your Family Alliance liaison.

Family Alliance is the network's premium private security service. It's included

in your contract.

No point in winning all that jack just to get your people robbed and killed.

We'll relocate the fam.

Put them under an assumed name.

That's the one thing you won't have to worry about.

You have one call.

To the wife.

Let her know we'll be there in the morning.

I need to bring her this tonight. I promise I will be back before the show

starts. No one comes back.

I got to lock you in a really nice apartment.

Come on, man.

I had a sick kid.

I'll deliver it now and bring back her a seat.

Hey, you okay?

Where are you?

I'm at the network building. I'm fine.

Look, a man named Doc, he's gonna bring you 500 new in cash.

Take her to Uptown Mercy, all right?

It's 24 -7. Get her a real doc, whatever she needs.

Okay.

What did you do?

I'm on the running, man.

Listen to me.

I promise I'll be back.

I told you. Never, ever wear my shoes.

Ever. Your feet smell like dead mice. Now I have to burn them.

What? You stole my shoes. Mom, you stole my shoes.

They have to live in potential. My shoe puppy.

Take off my shoes.

Go time.

Let's roll.

Wrists.

Use your running band.

You're going to use it for timers, reminders, and rewards.

You look great. You look great.

Great. One minute warning.

Left looks.

One minute.

You got one job out there. Say what's on your mind.

You're feeling angry, violent, aggrieved. Don't think before you speak.

for pussies. Go off.

Curse, shake your dick at the crowd. It's all good free booze. Bobby T.

Daniel, you son of a bitch. How many times I gotta tell you, do not put blue

in my amused boots.

When I pull a mercury poison on a so nice, your boots will not be amused,

Oh, this one?

Yeah. Yep.

Oh.

I know it's weird to see me in real life, but you'll get used to it.

I'm flesh and blood just like you are.

My robot puts my pants on one leg at a time.

Classic, Bobby.

Do not shake your dick at the crowd. That's a bad note.

You look great.

Twenty seconds, people.

All right.

Get up there.

America, the greatest country in the fucking universe.

We work hard. After a long day of busting ass, we get to kick back and

good.

But some don't want to work for that privilege.

These fraudsters, freeloaders, and why should they when they can take it from

you?

Welcome to the game where we give three of these tough guys all the freedom they

want.

Biodata, earrings.

No scanner, no tracker. For 30 days, all that stands between these men and

millions is you.

Record, report, reward.

With over 10 million new dollars and prizes won, the best audience in the

remains undefeated!

It's all right!

Your fury at the injustice of the world has stopped you from reaching your full

potential, but now, that anger is your superpower.

Embrace it. Our world must tell from right here in Co -op City.

Ben Richards, a healthy...

35 -year -old man who thinks he's too good to work for a living.

Mr. Richards' last job was a full -time position at DefenseNet. Until he built

military secrets through Army Union, he's not even in.

That's bullshit!

That's bullshit!

Come on, let's go, Ben. Come on.

That's right.

He bit the hand that feeds him because that's what dogs do.

Remember that face.

You win 3 ,000 new dollars.

So a verified report and $10 ,000 is the means to a kill.

We've juggled the prizes for the last one of the season. Because when the

go up, the stakes go down.

And the stakes be high.

Because the thousand he wins goes to his wife, Sheila.

A night witch who only takes the biggest kiss at the liberty.

If you comprendo, I am your window.

Abandoned by Richards, it's up to her now to raise the tragic kin of their

But with that, I think it's time for... Well, Mr.

Richards.

Come on, can we hear it?

Do you have any famous last words?

Yeah.

Fuck you, Dan!

Richards are what they used to refer to as a game changer.

Now listen, I shouldn't say this, but when the run begins, lay low with your

kind. You'll last longer. And also, in case you missed it in your contract,

every goon you kill wins you a 10k bonus.

And it's a hundo per hunter.

I don't know how yet, but I'm gonna fuck you up.

5 ,000 new dollars.

Awards increase by a thousand per day and double at the end of each week. The

grand prize for surviving day 30 is now a billion new dollars!

Before they can win that, who do they have to get past?

Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Hunters!

Five men who fight for real freedom.

Deep undercover where you least expect them. In fact, they may be amongst you

right now!

Archer destroyed, gentlemen.

Take a last look at these thugs.

Observe the typical disguise of their kind used to escape justice.

In mere moments, they will walk among you, free to do whatever they want,

we stop them together!

13th at Obama.

Hey, running man.

I was watching you out on the freebie. 13th at Obama.

Okay.

What's up, man?

Hey, take a pic with me. Okay.

What do you mean? No, it's okay.

You gotta be nice, man, so people don't report you.

Okay? Because people will do that. Not me, though, man. I'm a nice guy. No, you

know what? You're right.

Hey, we should pull over and pick up one of these hookers. She can take the

pick, huh?

Yeah!

Sickest idea ever, man!

Yeah! Hey,

where you going, man?

Yeah, you better run!

I don't think Barney or...

You did me, pal!

You're dead!

What? You don't see me on the hatch?

I saw you two blocks away on the infrared.

What do you want?

Look, I need two empty cards and a gun.

Forget it. I don't do guns.

Go see Mickey on the third.

What in the hell is your problem, man?

The running man?

What were you thinking?

I had you pegged for smarts. Look, I didn't have a choice. Kathy was... Do

know how much danger you put me in coming here?

You want to kill yourself, fine, but leave me out of it, okay? You got it?

God

damn

it, Ben.

IDs are a hundred.

It's 30 each for costumes and accessories.

I've got a priest, I've got a combat veteran, I've got an exec.

And the rush order, make the 200 new, all in.

Okay.

Go hide out in survival.

Tile five.

I'm going to lock the incinerator. Oh, I already did.

You don't mind if I check, do you?

All right, you heroes, try again.

Listen to us. If he lets go, we're all dead.

You sell a lot of these?

No, I can't keep them in stock.

Those TVs don't want you back.

Come on.

So it's going to work?

Absolutely. Stand and we'll do it.

Okay, you ready?

One, two, three.

All right.

Let's test out this contact.

Can you read anything on that shelf?

B .F .E.

20. Holy shit. How do you have black Irish?

That's not for sale. Yeah, like I put that shit in my pocket.

Only took a couple grams to blow up fat perks in the sewers uptown.

B .F .E.

Big fucking explosion.

So what's your plan?

I don't know.

Play low with my own kind?

Your own kind will sell you out in a heartbeat.

I'd find the busiest place you can to disappear in the crowd. That's my

Well, you can leave the same way you came.

Molly, I had to do it.

No, you didn't.

I was going to bring you on here.

Sort of as a partner.

I should have told Sheila yesterday, but I wanted to tell you myself.

Hey, too late for that now.

Well, Godspeed.

See you on the big screen.

New York City, one way.

Safe travels, Mr.

Springer.

If you say anything, I will kill you so fast your mom won't even wake up.

But your mustache!

I'll be right.

So sorry about that.

I'll be right back.

Now arriving in New York, Penn State, this is the final stop for this train.

Welcome to the Brass Hotel, Mr. Springer.

You shaved your mustache.

Fell off on the train.

I hate when that happens.

Everything okay, Mr. Springer?

Yeah.

Have a good night.

Day. You know what?

Have fun.

I have to be on camera 10 minutes a day.

They didn't say which part, so... Guess you can watch my ass take a nap.

that before you spread your legs.

Jesus.

Get out of there, buddy.

You're walking. It's the fucking running man.

Oh, man.

Hi,

I'd like to extend my stay for three days.

I'd be happy to arrange that for you, Mr. Springer.

In the same room, if possible. Of course. Let me see what I can do.

Thank you.

Here, look.

Looks like I can keep you in the same room, Mr. Springer. Great.

Can I get you a car this morning?

Uh, you know what?

I have to go walk.

Attention passengers.

This is our final stop, Boston.

Please check your personal logs before leaving. Thank you for traveling with

Hey, brother. I need you off the street.

Oh, yeah?

Welcome. to a place to rack out for the money.

Mm -hmm.

Off Ned, if you know what I mean.

Oh, is that so?

I'll give you a hundred new for you and another hundred for your jacket.

A deuce hundo for this rat -ass jacket and that rat -ass robe?

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Fellow, you need to get a Jamaica plane, pick up your head, Ned. Come on.

Put that shit away. What are you trying to get us killed?

Let me see your face.

Where'd you deploy?

Alaska.

Hey Shrapnel, you ain't seen combat, but I reckon it ain't stolen valor if you

paid me for it.

Thanks.

You stay out of my stash.

I catch you in that basement again, I'm gonna stomp you.

You know, I've always been the guy who fought.

I showed up to work first, I left last.

I mean, I'm on the murder show.

What are you going to do?

Take on the whole world?

Sweet. So here I am, a grown -ass man playing hide -and -seek for money.

I'll just lay low.

Keep it cool.

Try not to burn out.

Debris. Demonic.

Deceit.

What happens when the remaining runners break?

Tune in and find out.

Next up, Rick and Bull, it's those Americanos.

Hey, Jim.

How do you like this energy wine?

I'm a big fan.

Love it.

How about you, Bill?

That's pretty much my favorite thing, General.

So, uh, guys, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?

Why do we all have the same voice?

The last time.

Now later.

Good to see you too, Frank.

Give it a rest.

Guess you got someone to talk to.

Damn summer.

Your weird guy friend.

There's no way.

Never.

I saw him! I saw Ben Richards! He's heading downstairs!

The computer's been lit. Is something the matter?

... ... ... ... ... ... ...

...

to the signal.

The lower cams have entered the building.

Any more now.

This is why we play the game like that.

Here we go!

He's not going anywhere.

Bravo.

Bravo.

Hey, buddy.

They're all 3D. The hunters are raging to intercept their prey.

Better run, Mr. Richard.

This is why we walk the walkie -talkie.

Stop filming me!

Stop it. Ow.

He's headed for the lobby.

of an explosion at the YVA in Fenway takes the lives of eight network team

results.

I know you're here.

Come in here, you rat. Get off me.

You're the one who reported me. It wasn't me.

I ain't no rat. Oh, yeah?

Let me go.

I'm going to get Big Bro to take care of you. You think your Big Bro can kick my

ass at the right time?

He's not going to kick your ass. He's going to save it. You need help.

I mean, you've got to get off your street, man.

Who's in zoos? All up in this bitch.

Everyone's looking for you.

Stay here, I'll be right back.

I got you, I do.

Don't run the Rebels about to lock up there. How the hell do you know?

They can pay you.

Get me off the street for the day. Hell no.

Bob and Dee. What?

We need treatment.

My sister got cancer real bad.

Pay your time.

You got no good stuff?

I got.

I look bright in your head.

I'll back you up, Richard.

Faster every day.

Just a shocking amount of destruction here. The NCG on tactical alert as units

pour in from neighboring districts to do justice for their fallen brethren.

The NCG bomb squad is on scene combing through the rubble for evidence.

Preliminary reports indicate Richard set off the explosion in the basement.

His body has yet to be found.

You think the network would rather pay us reward money or make up some bullshit

and arrest us?

What if I gave you enough to get you through to real forms?

Say 500 mil.

I can get you out of varsity, but it won't be for money.

Bro, this dude ain't going nowhere.

Goom's got the hood surrounded.

We out. Stop.

No,

you seem like a smart cat.

What made you sign up to be a cog in their propaganda machine?

I'm just trying to take care of my family.

Just like you and your sister.

Jim.

My kid was sick.

I sent my wife enough to get her well.

Now I'm trying to win enough to get them out.

There's only two.

So if I do my job, he'll never even remember what I said.

Okay, Richards.

I can get you past that blockade.

But I'm gonna need a couple days to set it up, so... I'm out here in the

meantime.

You know, you could go to 430 if you play smart.

And what makes you such an expert?

Don't let him find out.

Let's go to 430.

I don't want to die! I want just enough.

So why is it got to be so damn rough?

What goes on behind the scenes of the biggest 3D show of all time? Welcome to

The Apostle, episode 33 of Rules of the Running Man.

If you did, and distribute.

The network has three types for every run. Oh, my God.

Type one, hopeless dude.

Hopeless dude is cursed with a fatal misunderstanding of human nature.

Them? Yeah. He usually lasts less than 48 hours.

Come and get me.

Give him serve, pal.

Oh, damn.

Oh, that's a takeout.

Oh, he is cooked.

Type 2, negative dude.

Bro gets smoked by the end of week one because he buys too much ass and not

enough food with his running start.

Explaining to his appetite, he often serves himself up on a plate.

Final Dude has a fierce will to survive.

Yet, he never wins.

The network cheats. They can find anyone, anytime.

But, if a runner's getting good ratings, they let him run 13 days.

And just like Papa always said, you can try, but you can't catch a ghost.

So, by the end of week two, ratings usually peak. Oh, shit. The crowd wants

blood, and Final Dude becomes a victim of his own success.

They might hide from destiny.

Is that supposed to inspire me? Oh, come on, man.

Don't you get it?

After that escape tonight, live, prime time, you are my new

dude. You made me the queen of every last operation out of your ass, and you

gotta believe me.

Until negative news flows out to get somewhere safe.

Which gives us enough time to set you up for the biggest underdog win in game

show history.

So where the hell is safe?

You know what?

It's been a while.

Until you know what to do.

We'll find out.

Special delivery as seen on preview.

Okay, active.

And fill up location B. Got it.

Mama's coming, baby.

Okay, okay.

So how

does a

five -year -old get lung cancer?

Radioactive does.

We rolled out an explosion.

Never heard about that.

Yeah, you never heard of it because the network owns the news.

Just like they own that munitions factory. Just like they own the

why bother complying with safety regs, right?

That's how June got sick.

For all you watching, not the execs, not the technicos. If you live in a tower

uptown, I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to the people in the co -ops.

The ones who can't get a job. The squatter tribe.

The kids getting shot for looking at a goon the wrong way.

There's something you all need to know.

The network is giving our kids cancer and they are covering it up.

Previously on The Running Man.

I'm still here, you shit eaters.

Ladies and gentlemen, last night.

Uh -oh.

I didn't say that. Okay, I made a video about the network giving kids cancer.

It's all fake.

You are getting out of here. What? Tonight.

Right now. I want him gone.

Bring him home.

What kind of world are we living in?

Not in France.

I've just heard from producer Dan Sullivan, who has personally doubled the

reward for Ben Briggs.

Now, $40 ,000 for any confirmed or former reports that he is going to kill.

No, no.

It's getting crazy out here.

The games are out tonight.

We've got to go. You ready?

Here we go.

I know.

to a shelter.

You can trust them with your life.

Just don't mention hot dogs around the man.

You say hot dogs?

Yep. Go catch that slow train to Maine.

Less people in the sticks, but keep your head down and don't trust anyone.

This guy.

His name's Elton.

Hardcore. Down for the cause.

You really think it's a work?

Look, we know they're tracking down the man.

You proceed the rest of your self -tape. My man heads south, drops him on the

way. Why you stay from the ground? They won't know what hit him.

Unless you got.

Just in case.

Why are you helping me?

Because you're the power they have.

We don't got each other's back if the game is over before it even begins.

Hey.

Done.

What's up, America?

I was about to tell you the network fakes these self -tapes, but if I did,

they'd just fake this one too. So, I'm just going to read you something

To your diary.

I woke up with a blot today.

My regular gig of killing heroic goons was feeling too routine.

Time for a meat day.

So I ate my favorite breakfast in bed and sat with puppies. I could have eaten

one.

Then I did yoga. I blew up a courthouse.

I know.

Creature habit.

But tonight, I'm going to go out.

I'm going to go.

I'm going to go.

Mr.

Ripper thinks he's fine.

But we'll see you at the last lap when McComb catches him laughing.

Now, let's see if... Miss Laughlin confirmed with the last of her running

We're still here, you shittiers!

Damn, Richard, that's a tough act to follow, but... Challenge accepted!

Yeah!

Oh!

Go off, neighbor.

Oh, my God! Look at him fall!

Who do I have here?

Definitely her.

Laughlin, get it. Real.

Sheep boy's going down. No way. I got ten cleanses. Ben Richards dies next.

Oh, come on. He's pissed the network off all the way. That's why he's gonna win.

The guy's got marks. Yeah, he's one of us.

Taking on the boys in black.

Giving the world the finger.

He's your final runner. That's a fact. Damn straight.

What do you think, Reverend?

You seen this Richards guy?

No.

But he's got quite the character.

What's wrong with you?

An idiot.

Me again?

Look, here's the real deal.

I'm not out here trying to fight the cops.

I'm not out here to have fun.

I'm here to win and get back in the standings.

So you won't see me throwing molotov cocktails. You won't see me throwing

partners. In fact, you won't see me at all.

Just in time, father.

Best take out of Maine.

Hey, fellas.

Can I ask you something?

Of course, my son.

I got this girlfriend.

Okay.

Am I going to hell for using robbers?

You may well go for not using them.

I have some brothers and sisters.

My father said he was in hell every single day.

Thanks, father.

Have a good night.

Careful out there.

to the guy who stopped you from seeing my daughter again?

for my fellow citizens.

And let me make this clear for the cheap seats.

If I die on this show, I died for the two things I believe in.

My wife and my kid. Everything else and everyone else can fuck off.

Come on! Friday night!

We all know what that sound is.

We're giving Miss Laughlin a run for her money.

She rolled the dice on a very public appearance at the Holy Grail Casino. But

didn't gamble that our hunters would be there.

Sorry Hunters, all you managed to kill was my vibe.

Remember kids...

Don't drink and drive.

Unless you're good at it.

That's the Pop Quidditch kids.

Beyond their cash reward, Jeff and Gina will receive a lifetime supply of fun

twink cereal.

And then... There was one.

Hunters will be out for blood.

They hate civilian killers.

Things are going to start ramping up.

Mom, wouldn't be surprised if they fire up the DNA if they first do that.

I don't want anything, Mom.

I don't need anyone.

What a tough guy.

I'm not listening.

Don't ask for an autograph. Alfie!

What if he's in dairy?

He's not in dairy, Mom.

Don't worry.

She thinks you're an actual demon, but she's fairly deaf. We can use our normal

voices.

Hand him down!

She used to be a fine, clever woman.

This is where it all happens.

Amateur lab for making handcrafted dope, as far as you know.

Normal, non -revolutionary literature.

Wink wink.

Copy art from my harmless community newsletter.

You follow my drift?

So what's a DNA scanner?

A black -off scanner that ID hides fragmented strands of DNA.

These things are hidden in every street lamp across the country, which is why

you've got to get underground ASAP.

Man, if you want to ask, just ask.

What is that with the hot dog part?

My dad was a cop.

A kid cop.

Quit in protest when the network privatized local police.

He believed officers should be accountable to the towns that pay them,

government. Sure as hell not some megacorp.

So he bought the cart, busted his ass. We never missed a meal.

Better an honorable hot dog vendor than a crooked goon.

But his friends who signed on with the SEC didn't appreciate his choices.

And they let him know every chance they got.

He made damn sure we were safe in his house.

But every time he took that card out, oh, you see what I did to my mom.

And this is what they did to my dad.

Bunnies on the force never solved the case.

They're the ones who killed him.

But you can't kill an idea.

Dad was their worst nightmare.

A free man with a conscience.

And everything they destroyed in him lives on in me.

Like a nuclear blast.

It never burns out.

Want some?

I'm good.

Abrams, they can't outrun fate.

They cannot hide from death.

But that's not true.

I have a detailed map for how to get there. You can survive down there for

years, but you'll only be there for two weeks.

We shoot the rest of your tapes tomorrow.

What do you think?

Um... Or... Maybe just... White.

Hardcore.

Check this out.

You can be arrested just for having the proof in your house.

But this won't be decurated until right after you win.

What's that all? A special issue on the network's most heinous crime.

What does that have to do with me?

A bomb's chemicals hold great power.

But without an initiator to make it go boom, it's harmless.

You know why they cheered for you down there?

They think you just might win.

And if you can survive against those booms, so can they.

The people have had it.

The country's ready to blow.

And you're the initiator. I'm not the initiator.

I'm a guy trying to give back to his family.

It's you against the world either way, brother.

Why not be both?

I don't think the bathroom across the hall is haunted, so that's on you.

If the light in the hallway is on, use it please.

Hey.

I appreciate what you're doing.

But if they find out you're helping those same girls that got your dad,

they'll come for you.

Once and all.

Dad invited me.

Rule one.

Take care of your mom.

Rule two.

Rule three.

Rule four.

Don't trust the network.

Ever.

Rule five.

Dad loves you a whole lot.

I'll be looking out for you.

No matter what.

Ha!

I knew it was you, devil murderer!

Stay away from my elf! You savage!

Wait! Oh, never eat puppies again!

If you press that button, the NCG will come and fire you. Okay? They will not

care who gets caught in the crossfire. It will be a bloodbath.

We don't need every goon in the state coming through that door, right?

Network community call. What room would you like to be in?

It's just stuck into my home!

Can't escape, are you?

What's on you?

We gotta get going.

I just need five minutes of fun with these guys before we go.

What? Grab your stuff. I'll get the scenes.

I'm coming to get you.

You're not listening. It's dangerous.

No. Mom, get in the safe room. No, Elsie. I want to see him die.

Do you hear that, Mom?

It's dangerous.

They're here.

Oh, yes, we do.

Justice behind us, everyone arrived on scene in four minutes, 30 seconds.

We won't go like that.

You could slide down a pole. I brought us up here so we could fly.

A pole!

Eight, four minutes flat.

That was gonna be long enough. Long gone?

We are still in the goddamn house.

flag outside.

He wants Angela in person. On him.

fucking psychopath?

If you can fake everything, why don't you just fake the whole show?

Believe me, we have tried.

But humans bring that special, unpredictable spark.

The audience lives for these happy accidents.

A little advice?

I'll pass.

Make sure my family gets the money.

You want me to off one of your own guys?

It's all good, Dreamy.

Okay, on you. In five, four, three, two,

one.

Into action.

Get in.

What about the door?

you this year.

Drill of the hunt.

Can you feel it?

Your heart beats faster.

Bright red blood pumps adrenaline through your veins.

This game is no game.

Life and death are on the line.

Can you feel it, Mr. Richards?

Congratulations.

You took out a hunter.

Now it's down to four of them.

Plus... Every citizen of this great nation.

One in five paces west of Big Rock.

Bunkers dug into the hill.

Think malady.

React great. Think of fear.

As the prey animal realizes he's surrounded by predators.

Reality thinks then as he scurries to hide.

Desperately hoping to survive.

But deep down.

He already knows it's too late.

Because this is America, goddammit! And we don't put up with no bullshit!

One look is our first right.

Set it free!

Richard chose this path, and it's up to you to show him where it is!

Keep your eyes open so you can see the terror in his, and hunt him down!

I told you to get out of there.

People on this show never come back.

Hey, Dan.

I'm starting to get how this game works.

It's not about me winning or losing.

It's about your ratings.

About how much chaos I can cause.

I'm taking this thing all the way to the end.

And I'm done playing defense. I promise you that.

But here's the deal.

I will see my family again.

And as long as they keep getting paid,

You can put whoever you want in front of me. I will run through all of them.

I know you suck dirty.

But guess what?

I'm from form side.

Let's throw the rule book out.

Here's the mutually profitable annihilation.

You want to go?

I'll give you a show.

Americano.

Americano.

Americano.

Americano! Let's do this!

We interrupt the Americanos for a live update from the running mix. We don't

like this show.

The floor is done. It's all gone.

You're the only one who's dense enough to think it's you. I know, and you're so

great.

Wait, thank you!

Is that candy?

No, no,

please!

No, no! Take it off, autopilot!

Drive! Take the next back road north. I can't! My power's out! Your battery is

93 % charged.

90 % are going to drag us if you don't back this car right now!

Your car is dead. Your car is dead.

Now I see why you people need self -driving cars.

Recalculate.

Keep it pointed north.

All the way to the border.

Go ahead.

Why?

You can go crazy and tell me?

No.

You have one minute to speak freely.

How do you live with yourself?

Criticize my driving?

Tell me how to operate my own car?

I am a member of society!

You disgust me.

You abandon that starving baby, that horrible wife of yours, so you can what?

Kill people for money?

And you only kill the best people!

The people who protect us from wealth like you!

And that's not a word I use!

That is my family.

Those numbers finally came up for the part.

Watched Kathy cry, screamed for the first time.

That was the best day of my life.

But yeah, you're right.

The show is so fake.

Not the bullets.

Not the death.

Just the part that makes people like you think you're better than people like

us. Let me ask you something. How much was that scarf?

Huh?

More than the meds my daughter needed when she was dying of the flu?

The flu!

That is a human life hanging around your neck.

You seem to be doing fine.

Who can blame you? It's a nice scarf.

I'm not a bad person.

No, do not start crying.

I will shoot us both if you start crying.

Cry when it's over.

When will that be?

Yielding for an emergency vehicle.

Ninth. Disable it! Disable it! Do not call!

Yielding in 20 feet.

In 20 feet.

You have successfully yielded. Ninth.

Don't worry, lady. We're the good guys.

Step out of the car.

You'll be safe with us.

It's him we want.

What the fuck is happening?

The producers just killed an hour ago, chef.

Instead of me.

I wouldn't do that.

All those men were just trying to protect me from you.

What is it going to take for you to get... I'm not the bad guy!

Take the car.

Drive away. I don't want to hurt you. You think they're going to let you walk

after seeing that? You're on the show now.

No, I'm not!

Richards lives.

And inside, he's got a hostage.

Amelia Williams, a 27 -year -old realtor from Bangor, Maine.

He's got a gun!

Welcome to the Running Man.

The crisis continues as the William Gray Alpine heads north on Rustic

Rock Siding Road. The hostage situation has triggered the MCT to go into full

tactical alert.

Help me! Turn it off. He's got a gun!

Turn it off!

Unbelievable.

Yeah,

circus, all right.

So they're just going to keep filming us?

If a runner gets good ratings, they let him run.

All right.

Is that a blockade?

All right.

We'll clear a course to let us pass.

Keep driving.

You're not going to see.

How do we know?

They're going to wait for the show to start. To live.

To what life?

Kill me.

Why are they cheering for you when I'm the hostage?

Unbelievable.

Amelia?

Can you give me the gun?

Why not?

You're obviously the hero.

I don't think we're going to need this anymore.

Look at all these people who know the truth.

Are you willing to kill all of them?

Because I am.

I'm holding on to this bullhorn with my right hand.

My left hand is in my front pouch, wrapped around 12 pounds of black

Irish.

When I used to work at Network Public Utility,

You get these two sons at first, take less than a gram to blow those up.

Four pounds.

I'll vaporize everything in a half -mile radius.

Oh, yeah.

BFB -20, the most highly regulated industrial explosive.

Yeah, but you didn't set a fuck for my family, did you?

Guess Molly didn't tell you everything.

I got my fingers stuck in the detonator ring, and it's on half cock.

So, I want one of those big, fancy, flying D airplanes.

I want two auto -shoots handed to Amelia at the bottom of the ramp.

If the shoots are sabotaged, if you make any sudden moves, if you don't back

those trucks up and let me on that tarmac right fucking now, you won't even

it go boom.

I'll just see you in hell and laugh in your face.

You got one minute.

This didn't take long.

You gotta direct my... Last chance to run.

No.

You made me feel like I'm the bad guy.

I'm going to convince them your handbag is a bomb long enough to bail out over

Canada.

They'll never let me win, so I'm going to slip out the back door and wait out

the clock.

We just have to keep the audience entertained until that jet crosses the

What if they call your bluff?

You make sure they know it's real. Get scared, freak out, turn green, call me

the worst thing possible.

Just remember, everything bad...

It's all good for Evie.

Act terrified when Lacone hands you the shoes.

I won't have to act.

If he grabs his gun, you'll know it's time to go off.

So, you think you're the guy who stopped me from seeing my daughter again?

So start today.

Get on the plane.

Only if you take your mask off.

audience beloved, keep dreaming.

Let's go today.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Richards.

This in -built aircraft will be a luxury jetliner, the ultimate in private

travel. With state -of -the -art safety features, this is first class comfort

taken sky high.

So sit back and enjoy the most relaxing flight of your life.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Richards. I'm Captain Holloway.

You'll excuse me if I don't shake your hand.

That's First Officer Donninger and Navigation Officer Donning to your left.

Looks like you're missing one.

Hey, Captain. How many lavatories are on this rust bucket?

Four. Six.

Why don't you check them all for stowaways?

Anyone sneaks up on me, it's going to be a real short ride.

So where are we headed tonight?

Plot a route.

over the richest homes from here to Canada.

Fly as low as you can. Let me know when we're 10 minutes from the border.

As you wish.

Hey, Richard.

Six minutes to show time.

Get that last meal before they continue to blow your head off in front of a

couple billion people.

Oh, yeah?

You know, you should really put some makeup on before the show starts.

Fuck the show!

Let's go. Oh, you want to go?

We can all go right now! Stop!

Do it! Do it, tough guy! Why are you doing this?

Take my twitch. Show him the bomb!

Show it to him before he shoots you and kills us all!

No, show it!

Because I don't want to feel like this anymore!

Do you fucking hear me? I'm done!

I'm fucking done!

All right, Richards, what if I offer you an amnesty deal and an exit visa?

You're nothing but a Halloween costume.

You can't offer me shit.

You're true, Mr. Ricketts.

You can, but I can.

How about I offer you a deal? You tell your hunters in the cockpit to do what I

tell them, otherwise I blow up this jet and everyone on it!

Ben, I admire your commitment to the bit, but we're short on time, so I'll be

blunt.

We know you're bluffing.

Flying V Mark II has scanners built into the doors.

It's been wildly entertaining, but you can give Amelia her lovely handbag back

now.

Evan?

Evan? Don't.

That's game.

Where did you get that weapon, sir?

Evan, are you insane? The show hasn't even started. Hand over your gun and go

the back of the jet.

You can remain there until I say otherwise.

I need a moment to have a word with Mr. Richards to discuss a sensitive matter.

Let's keep this between us.

It wasn't too long ago that someone with my job thought it was more important to

force some hypocritical moral message down society's throat than to simply

entertain them.

They forgot about the power of illusion, the power of the star, which is what

you are, Richard.

And this is why we want to offer you your own show.

A picture of a former runner, redeemed through righteous vengeance, turns his

life around to become a lethal force for good.

They call it The Hunger.

The board has authorized me to pay you five million new dollars per season.

There's only one condition.

Sit back.

Watch the intro, and when Bobby cues you, kill every hunter on that jet.

Conditions met, I'll remote pilot you back to the studio jet port where the

president of the United States will induct you as hunter number six.

Another title ID I'm playing with.

The data says the revenge plot. Revenge?

Revenge for what?

Who is going to root for a guy who kills your national heroes?

I call bullshit, Dan. Let me worry about the Korean.

No deal.

Revenge for your wife and child.

Why would I ever believe you?

Because.

If they were still alive, I'd hold them at gunpoint and force them to do

whatever I want.

And force them right in front of you.

I didn't want to show you this, but I'm out of time to save your life.

The hunter you killed was... part of a tight crew.

McCone and the men in that cockpit flew to Co -op City to refuel in Pathy's

secret uptown location.

They badged their way past the Family Alliance agents and... I'm sorry, Ben.

Not all accidents are happy.

We want you

to win.

The audience is already on your side.

Once I show them footage of McCone and his men killing your family, they will

follow you into hell.

Think of what this does to your narrative.

30 seconds to showtime, Ben.

You'll find a gun by the coffee station in the galley. But if you don't sign

before the theme music ends, I'll order the bastards that killed your family to

kill you too.

We here at the Running Man believe in following the rules.

So it amuse me to tell you that one of our most important rules has been broken

by the very men we entrust to enforce them.

Steve McCollum and his hunters.

And that rule is, we protected the Runner's family from harm.

No one would believe we did this.

We thought it only fair to let Bridges administer the penalty for this grave

infraction.

As we go live to Ridges.

Richard you're making coffee yeah

All people follow us. All people follow us.

We

are

all people and we are all people.

It's like the other parachute. I couldn't stop it.

Strap that on.

Keep your head down.

I'm going to take this.

Shut the fuck up, Bobby!

This is how they fire me. What do you think they'll do to you?

Chum?

You think you're the only runner? Ever got offered a deal?

Think surviving two weeks in prison should be too easy?

29 days.

What's more like it?

A. I killed his family.

B. Killian sold you just the right lie to get a bloodbath season finale.

Or see, they're too fucking stupid to figure it out.

Take it from someone who took the deal to be a hunter instead of the hunter.

The only time you'll ever see your family again is when the corpses are in

of you.

Fuck with your head enough to make you want to kill it all away.

You're full of shit.

You're all full of shit.

Who's this?

I'm doing you a favor.

I will help you.

That's James.

Your boy is caught.

Get them back on the ground.

This unit's been open on its own.

But if it doesn't, just let it rip.

When you get on the ground, just run like hell. Don't look back.

When I tell you, you're going to pull that down all the way.

Thank you myself.

You are the man.

We have command of the death.

Our best trauma surgeons are already on the tarmac ready to patch you up for

good as new.

But wait.

Making his freebie debut with a special message.

The creator of Running Man, super producer Dan Killian.

Mr. Richards, we here at the network believe you embody the raw strength and

salt of the earth moral backbone that this country stands for.

And we want, no, we need to see more.

This summer, Ben Richard, Dan, 100x.

Congratulations, Ben, and welcome to the network family.

I already got it, family.

You kill him or not, Dan.

Give it up for Dan Killian.

How many times do you get to tell 2 billion people how you really feel?

How does it feel to be a hero, Ben?

Nothing I've done on the show makes me a hero.

I tried to be a hero once.

They blacklisted my ass.

My daughter got sick.

It was the only job I could get.

Seems like the whole point of freezing is to make us hate each other so

they can keep stealing from us while we fight in the mud.

Do you want the truth?

Turn it off.

We are all being fucked by the network.

Find out who really runs it.

The cord.

Report them.

Get their names.

You just met one of them.

Dan Killian.

You remember that face.

Don't watch freebie.

Watch paid for.

Turn it off.

I'm the only one who saw it.

You've been on an ad break since you said nothing you did on the show made

hero. You think it was worth it? You think your little rant makes you a

We're going live again in 30, and this time you'll play your part, because if

not, we're going to run this instead.

I told you I was going to burn this building down, and everyone did it!

I'm fed.

Work with me, Richards. Don't throw your life away.

Don't make me fly that jet into the network building.

They'll blow you out of the sky.

Are they dead or alive, Dan?

Who? My family. Who cares? If I told you they were alive, would you even believe

me? We are alive in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Okay, have it your way.

I told you I was going to burn this building down.

Are you insane?

There's 5 ,000 innocent people in this building.

They're my crew.

Engage.

I know what you're doing.

I told you I'll get the fuck out of here.

No.

No, no, no.

The men calm everyone.

The MCG will blow them out of the sky.

No, no, no.

Okay, Prove -A -Leaguers.

Let's wind that back.

Ben Richards.

Legends. The network wants you to think that on day 18 of his run, after taking

out all five Hunters, the longest surviving contestant since season one

committed suicide by surface -to -air missile.

The Apostle calls bullshit.

First of all, they cut the ad six minutes earlier than usual and ran them

twice as long. They must have needed the time to write this fake -ass shit.

I will stick to you now and laugh in your face!

And then, they swamped the crowd.

Where in Perkinsburg did that guy come from?

Season 5, episode 13 to be exact.

That's how dumb the network thinks we are.

Their viral distortions meant none of us knew the truth.

about what happened on that jet until a revolutionary riot girl found the jet's

black box on the roof of her co -op. Her uncle had the audio duped, distributed,

and put it on blast.

Turn it off.

And goddammit, did we ever. The network wasn't about to give us the gospel, so

we learned how to give it to each other. Then, let the food.

And the food exploded like a nuclear blast.

before the network people knew it existed.

But questions remain about that fateful night.

Did the hunters really assassinate Ben's family?

Did Killian sell him just the right lie for a bloodbath season finale?

And the people on everyone's mind, did Ben survive?

The apostles' research revealed that one of the flying green Mark II state -of

-the -art safety features was a crew at school.

Just the local size of this so -called debris.

It's been, to death, one last time. Stop filming me! The network won't say.

But one thing's for sure.

I'm still here, you city dirt.

Oh my God, these are adorable.

Oh, sorry, they're not mine.

The guy outside bought them for you, Mrs. Richards?

Groceries too?

Yes.

I'll back the problem.

Where do you think you're going?

You don't hear that?

I say that's some valuable audience feedback, Dad. No, no, no, no. You get

out there and you do your job. How about you do my job?

Hey, you're crushing the rage for 20 years. I own that audience. You don't

I can turn this around?

You're the one who wants to make them a star, Dad.

Make them a copy.

It is so now.

You think you can just walk?

Please, please.

Take another look at my book.

Page 42, paragraph 6.

There's a special clause and a small statement that reads, Fuck you.

Ten seconds?

Ten seconds. Damn.

Coco, come on, let's go.

You know what?

Fuck that.

This is my house. I set the rules.

That's the theme. You're out of my circle. You sure?

Play the theme right now.