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(GUNSHOT)

Stay!

(DOGS WHIMPERING)

Charlie.

Mmm.

Come back to bed,Charlie.

I'm lonely.I need some lovin'.

Come on, it's Sunday,for God's sake.

Are you religious?

Championship Sunday.

Come on backto bed, Charlie.

(GIGGLING)I can't.

Team meetingat 7:30.

Then kiss my ass.

I'd love to.

Just not enough time.

Are youchecking out, sir?

I'll get your billfor you.

Are you okay?

Hmm?

Are you okay?

As a personor as a quarterback?

As a person, I'm delightedto make more moneythan the President.

As a quarterback,I don't know.

I may havethe heart of a lion

but these knees belongto medical science.

Those knees

were okay last night.

In fact, everythingwas okay last night.

(CASH REGISTER RATTLING)

Here's your change, sir.

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight,twenty-nine, thirty.

And your receipt.Thank you forstaying with us

and please come againthe next timeyou're in L.A.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Good morning, boys.

Good morning.Sam, Sam.

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

It's 8:00 in the morning,wait for some time.

So give usa phone number!

(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)

(PHONE RINGING)

Oh, Captain, uh, listen,Sam's asking for

seven more mendown at the Coliseum.

Look,I got a 150 menout there

for 10 blocksaround the Coliseumnow pulling traffic.

If somebody...Excuse me.

Somebody find me10 more men for traffic

maybe then he can haveseven for the Coliseum.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)CHUCK: (ON RADIO) On tension in the Mid-East

according to sources at the State Department.

At the UN...

...and the Council Woman believes action by property owners

may provide some taxpayer relief.

At a quarter of the hour it's a beautiful sunny day here in the Southland.

Perfect weather for this afternoon's Championship Ten contest.

With details on the season's big game

and a roundup of other sports news, here's Fred Gallagher. Fred?

FRED: Chuck, it'll be Baltimore, Los Angeles,

before a capacity crowd 90,000 plus at the L.A. Coliseum.

And millions more on National Television anticipating perhaps

the most evenly matched Championship game in the history of the league.

The pivotal performer Baltimore's Blue Cross quarterback, Charlie Tyler,

hoping to nurse his bandaged knees through just one more game.

The Lakers host divisions leading...

(ORGAN PLAYING)

(THUMPING)

(WOMAN COUGHING)

(WOMAN CONTINUES COUGHING)

(MAN COUGHING)

(MAN GASPING)

(ABUSING IN POLISH)

I'm gonnakill you!

You chickenshit.

You chickenshitson-of-a-bitch.

R-20 Davidto all SWAT units.It's a Code Four.

We have the suspectin custody.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Do you mindif I ride alongside?

It's a free country.

FRED: And we'll have live updates throughout the game.

And I'll be back in 30 minutes with more from the world of sports.

Chuck.CHUCK: Thanks, Fred.

Checking the weather picture for L.A. and vicinity,

slightly warmer with light to moderate smog in the inland valley areas

and some evening low clouds.

Hello, Bob,how you doing?

Hey, Charlie, you old horse,how the hell are you, huh?

Good to see you.Good to see you.

How you feeling?I feel great.

Can you usea ticket?

Yeah, sure, I can use it,it's a big game today.

I want you there.

I'll be there.

It's a long timesince Boston College.

I was onthe same planewith you.

I couldn't helpbut notice howattractive you are.

You know, you havea very beautiful mouth.

Yeah, so do you,but it's big.

Go away, lady,or I'll call a cop.

I am a cop.

Well, then, kiss me,I'm crazy about cops.

Hey, let's get a room.

We came 3,000 milesto see a ball game.

Let's seethat ball game.

Come on,let's get a room.

So what'sthe morning line?

Baltimore minustwo points.

Where'd the two pointscome from since yesterday?

Tyler's knee?You sure?

Thank you.

They say Tyler's kneeis as good as new.

You gonnabet Baltimore?

They're full of shit.

Okay, that's enough.That's enough.

Tyler's knee is mush.I know.

Trainer's a buddyof mine.

Hello, Max. Stu.Stu Fablue.

Listen, I want L.A.plus two points, right?

Okay, give me Los Angeles,plus two points

for 30 grand.

That's whatI said, Max.30 grand.

CHUCK: Trends expected to continue on Wall Street this coming week,

following Friday's heavy trading and encouraging closing figures.

Spurred by a hike in the prime rate

and the Commerce Department's report of another monthly gain in the index of leading...

Hey, are yousore at me?

Forget it!You are sore.

Now why in the hellshould I be sore at you?

You came onwith every guyin the airplane.

If it wasn't the pilot,it was the guyacross the aisle,

and then some poorson-of-a-bitch that couldn'teven speak English!

Now, why can't youjust sit there andpay attention to me?

Oh, hey, you knowI didn't mean anything.

I was justbeing friendly.Hey, taxi!

Get in.

Five, four,three, two.

Come on, Ben!Touchdown!

That's enough!Michael!

(WHOOPING)

You're really testing me,aren't you?

Testing, testing,one-two-three, testing.

Oh, very cute!

Nothing to eattill we get there.

How longwill it be?

Who wants a mint?KIDS: I do!

You want a mint?

Hey, nobody gets a mint.All right?

I don't wantany of that stuff.He loves them.

He may love it,but I don't want himto have that stuff.

Now, cut it out!Just one.

Just one, Michael.

It's just one mint.

Just watchwhere you're going!Would you, please?

They can eachhave a mint.

Michael,stop being depressed.Come on.

If you wannaspend your life ina dentist's chair,

that's beautiful for you,but don't wish iton the kids, all right?

I gotta goto the bathroom, Dad.

So do I.

Come on.

Michael, you're notgonna get to me.

Let's hear itfor your father.

Mr. Sandman,there's a call for you.I'm sorry to disturb you.

That's all right.It's on 736.

Here, buy yourselfa mountain.Thank you.

Thank you,Mr. Sandman.

Hello,Sandman here.

Oh, hello, Mr. Green,how are you?

Oh, no trouble at all.

Sure, I'll be right up.Bye-bye.

Honey, a friend of minewants to see me.I'll be right back.

Listen, why don't you gointo the gift shop,buy yourself a little goody.

First come here.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Go, Eddie!Go, baby!All right!

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

Please,don't put this down.Watch it, bro.

CHUCK: Fire units standing by where a construction crew

accidentally broke a natural gas pipe line.

No evacuation in the area is underway,

but residents are being asked to shut off pilot lights...

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Mr. Green in?

What do you say, Stu?

Mr. Green.Hey, Manny.

Stu.

Mr. Green, you look great.What can I do for you?

Well, for starters,you can pay me the28 G's you owe me.

Hey, no sweat,I'll have that for youWednesday night, honest.

Well you see, Stu, I'd liketo see that money in my pocketbefore you make any new bets.

You understand?

Yeah, but, see,I can't do that,Mr. Green.

I'll have it for youWednesday night,honest.

Drinks will be on me,Wednesday night.

What's the matter?What you doing?What you doing?

Oh, don't, no,Mr. Green, please,I didn't mean it!

I didn't...Ah! Mr. Green.

Ah, Jesus Christ.Oh, God...

Please, please,Mr. Green!

Don't let me!Oh, oh...

Please,please, listen.

I hear you beenspreading a lot of moneyaround town, Stu.

Money you don't got.

(SOBBING)

What the hell you wanna doa thing like that for?

You listen.

I just hope youpicked the right teamtoday, Stu,

because if I don'tget that 28 G's in mypocket before sundown,

you're gonna takeanother trip outthe window,

and next timenobody holdsthe ankles.

You got it?

I got it!I got it.

Get out!

Here's a place to parkright up there.

Oh, come on, it's $5.It's crazy!

Well, you wannawalk a mile?

MAN 1:Good morning, Ross,how are you?

Hi, Ginny!A little coffee,darling?

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

The lenses have beenchanged. 16:1 is onfive and eight.

10:1 is across from theother with the elementsthat you ordered.

CHUCK: Only three lives were lost in the crash of the Czech airliner

when it put down on a lake near the Austrian border.

This just handed me. The California Highway Patrol has declared

a big alert in effect on the Northbound Harbor Freeway at the Vernon off...

...in this afternoon.

The CHP is suggesting motorists in the area take surface streets where possible

for at least the next 45 minutes.

That location again, the Harbor...

Oh, John,would you watch it?

Sorry, Mom.

Jesus!

Want a potato chip?

No, thanks.

Hey, you better get thosekids in to lunch, huh?

John.It's gettin' late.

Robert.

Come on.Come on in.

You hungry?

Yeah.Yeah.

Me, too.Okay.

No, Robert,this isn't for you,it's for everybody.

Here.

Oh, John, this isa good one for you.

Is she cute?

Huh?Not bad.

Great.

CHUCK: And the Council okayed the six and a half percent pay hike

brings to a close the tense situation

which at one point had negotiators almost at an impasse

over contract agreement.

In other labor news, a settlement is being ironed out by Federal mediators

on the government conciliations

tentatively on a three year contract involving 5,500...

Oh, I'm sorry.Excuse me.Are you going to the game?

Yeah. What seatare you in?Me, too.

I don't know.Really?

Have a good day.Okay.

Hey, wait up,will you, guys?

Come on, lover,get your act together.

MANNY: Will you guyswait for me?

Come on,give me a break,will you?

Coliseum, please!

Well, should bea good day.

Oh, I hope so.

Uh, Parker, John, Larry, let'ssee you zoom it all the wayin on your lens, baby.

Twelve, 35, 15.

All right, everything'slooking good.

We're less than10 minutes before air.

I don't have a picturefrom the blimp yet.

Hey, can you,can you see?

Uh-huh.

I don't know how.When you gonnaget this guy a haircut?

He looks likea hippie.

How can you see?I don't understand it.

I can see.

(MIMICKING)I can see.

(CHUCKLES)

So can you.Everybody can see.

Now, don't be wise,all right?

BARKER: Keep moving,folks, step right through.Any gate.

Come on,have your tickets ready.

VENDOR: Souvenir programs.Get your programs here.

Come on, I need a picturefrom the rubber rocket.Gotta have it.

Hook me upto the Goodyear Blimp.

Uh, Ted, check with the, uh,microwave on the Tower.Let me see how that looks.

Frank, you and Halstandby...

Just coming in?All right,put it on the line.

Gary, Pan across...Pan right acrossthe city there

and ontothe stadium, Gary.

Atta boy,that looks good.

Now, Frank,you and Howard stand by,we'll be with you in a minute.

We're just checking outsome lenses, babe.Ron, keep five.

PLAYERS:On, two, three, four,five, six,

seven, eight, nine,ten, eleven, twelve,thirteen, fourteen...

(DOGS BARKING)

TICKET TAKER: Come on, kids.Right through here.That's it. Tickets, please.

Tickets, please.Tickets. That's it.

Come on, lady,keep moving.Keep moving, lady.

Come on,tickets, please.Tickets.

Souvenirs.Hats, pennants!

I want a pennant.Can I have a pennant?

Oh, Michael,come and get thema pennant.

How much arethe pennants?BARKER: Two bucks.

Gimme two of them.

Daddy,can I have a hat?

How about a hat?Come on.

I want a hat.I want a hat!

No hats.Daddy, can weget a hat?

No hats. I said.All right?

I don't need a hat.

BARKER:Come on, here you go.

I don't want a hat,buddy. Okay?

Why don't youtry the hat.

No, I don't...I don't want a hat,all right?

You gotthe tickets?

Mister, my dadlost his job and hedoesn't have any money.

(WAILING)

Oh, baby,come here.

How muchare the hats?

BARKER: $5 each.

Well, give mefour of them.

BARKER: Get your hatsand pennants right here.

Robbery, buddy.

Thank you.

Hey, you all right?

BARKER: Right this way.Souvenirs.Hats, pompoms!

Come on folks,step right up.Step right up.

ANNOUNCER: Today's game is a sellout.

Please sit in your assigned seats.

Show your ticket stub to the ushers.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Governor, is it true thatyou and Governor Diller

are going tosit togetherduring the game?

Well, I should hope so.Governor and Mrs. Dillerare here today

in honor of Mrs. Ogden,myself, andthe State of California.

DILLER:Which I considermighty hospitable.

Especially sinceBaltimore's gonna win.

Do you mind, ladies?Do you mind, ladies?

You can pullin your kneesa little.

Sam, 20 men?That two full squads.

I know you got a big crowdon your hands, but how am Isupposed to come up...

Hey, come on, now.I got the Governor here.I've got two Governors.

I got seven Senators,two astronauts.

I've even gotan Arab Oil Prince.

Got nothing to do todaybut watch the football game.

Let's hope that the IsraeliConsul General just stays homeand watches television.

Now, the Presidentmight be hereat half-time.

I thought that was off?

Well, they mightput it on again.

Everybody wantshis picture in the paper.

All right, I'll have to seewhat I can dowith the other division.

I'll, uh, call Metro,maybe they canspare somebody.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(ORGAN PLAYING)

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKSINDISTINCTLY)

ANDY:Come in on line three,will you, baby?

All right,give me a time check.

Uh, you got it,three minutes to air.I got video.

Okay, now take 'em,now's the time.

Come on,come on, this way.

Watch it, huh?

Let's go, let's go,this way.

VENDOR: Right this way.Get one for your...

Baltimore, souvenirs,hats, pompoms.

Excuse me.Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Okay, Howard, standby,you're listeningto Stan's count.

Five, four, three...Standby to fade up.

...two, one.We're on.Now hit the matteand fade up.

Go, Howard.

HOWARD: Live from Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum,

it's Championship Ten Los Angeles against Baltimore.

Hello again, everyone, I'm Howard Cosell, along with Frank Gifford.

We don't have to build this one up for you.

The title game for all the marbles.

There's more than 91,000 people jammed into the stadium,

watching most closely, of course, the opposition quarterbacks.

Here's Giff to tell you about them.

Charlie Tyler, uh, Howard,

we watched him for many years.

He's in his 13th season.

The question about Charlie Tyler, will those two bad knees hold up?

Matte is out.Standby for the next,uh, Lloyd Braum okay.

It's out.Standby for his shot.

As it comes uplay a mattein there for me.

His counterpart, a youngster, Lloyd Braum, of San Diego State.

He's only 24 years old but he's had an incredible second half of the season.

Coming off the bench to become the first black ever to lead a team to the Champ...

...in this game. Fans and both teams are statistically very close.

A field goal could be the deciding factor.

And don't forget, in Championship play in case of a tie,

we go into sudden death overtime.

To the right of your screen, forty-five years of age, out of Wisconsin.

Never made it big as a player,

but as a coach, he's led...

Hi.

Hi.

HOWARD: And number 16, Charlie Tyler and head coach Dan Edwards.

Take two.

Mike Robbinsis starting today.

Mike Robbins?

Yeah.

Who's Mike Robbins?

Quarterbacker,I think.

Flankerback.

I hear Charlie Tyler'sknees are really bad.

Yeah, they couldgo out any time.

Well, Baltimorehas to win, we cameall this way.

They'll win.

Did you beton the game?

We've been living togetherfor five years

and you ask meif I bet on the game?

Of course,I bet on the game.

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen our National Anthem will be sung

by the well known television personality Merv Griffin.

¶ Oh, say, can you see

¶ By the dawn's early light

¶ What so proudly we hailed

¶ At the twilight's last gleaming

¶ Whose broad stripes and bright stars

¶ Through the perilous fight

¶ Or the ramparts we watch

Hi, honey.Hi, honey.

Hungry?

Yeah, medium,okay?

Okay.

Give me that!Mommy, he took the ball.

Mom, is myhamburger ready?Not yet, honey.

¶ Gave proof through the night

¶ That our flag was still there

¶ Oh, say does that star spangled banner

¶ Yet wave...

¶ O'er the land of the free

¶ And the home

¶ Of the brave ¶

(ALL CHEERING)

(HORN BLOWING)

He gota standing ovation.

I think we'vehad enough ofthis bourgeois.

Let's go!Let's go!

ANNOUNCER: The referee for today's game will be John Sheldon.

HOWARD: One different from the other,

but each most successful at his trade.

ANNOUNCER: And Jim Gibson will end the long wait...

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

(TRUMPET BLOWING)

ANNOUNCER: ...taken at the 10-yard line there by Johnny Sanchez. He's out of the 20...

(HORN BLOWING)

HOWARD: One might have suspected that 61 Zuckman

would be leading the charges.

He's a superb player on this special team and a force of...

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore's ball.

Second down and two on their own 36 yard line.

Okay, you gotthe play all the way, Bob.

Three-19.

The left flank, hut!

HOWARD: Gilmore has the ball, it'll be a touchdown.

All the way, baby!

I can't believe it!I can't believe it!

You guys don't learnand you asked for it!You asked for it!

ANNOUNCER: Gilmore. On for the conversion Jeff Brewer. Holding is Charlie Tyler.

It's good. And Baltimore has a seven to nothing lead.

Oh, shit!

What's the score?

Baltimore,seven to nothing.

Hell of a run.

Excuse me, ladies.

Oh.Sorry.

Excuse me, ladies.

WOMAN: Ow!

I'm sorry.

Father?Hmm?

You're sittingon my jacket.

Oh. I'm sorry.

I don't believea man can't feel it.I don't believe it.

What's the score?I'm losing.

I mean,Los Angeles is losing!

Baltimore seven,nothing.

What youlooking at melike that for?

Are you all right?

Father, I got a bundleriding on Los Angeles.

Right now,they look like shit.

Excuse me, Father.

Hey, you wannado me a favor?

Put in a prayerfor Los Angeles.

Actually, I'm forboth sides.

Aw, you guys arealways for both sides.

Do me a favor,will you?

Put ina little extra for L.A.

I need it.

I really could use it,honest to God.

I sure coulduse it.

Here's, uh, the rundown onthat shooting up on Sunsetthis morning, Captain.

Oh, good game.

Looks badfor L.A., though.

Yeah.

That was a sniper,

working out ofthe 12th floorof a hotel

just off the freeway.

A single shotfrom a high-powered rifleright through the heart.

"Married, two kids."

Who the hell would wannakill an assistantprofessor of botany?

Who knows?Some nut, I guess.

ANNOUNCER: Jeff Brewer kicks off for Baltimore. And taking it is...

Oh, shit, come on.

He fumbles the ball, picks it up, moves up looking for that gap...

Or, some nut,looking for targetpractice probably.

About the only thingwe know is thathe was white.

That's a big help.

White, black,that doesn't takeyou any place.

The thing withthese freaks isyou got no M.O.

Nothing!

Well, at least it didn'thappen in our division.

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles ball on the 27 yard line first and...

Hut!

It's my first game.

My name is Al.

You know,somebody's aboutto get hurt.

If they send that guyover tackle againthey'll nail him.

ANNOUNCER: L.A., second down, two yards to go

from their own 35.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

That's the end of the first quarter with the score

Baltimore seven, Los Angeles, nothing.Great seats, huh?

Jeffrey always goesfirst class.

Way to go, Jeff.

Are you a doctor?

Yeah,how'd you know?

Dirty shoes andclean white hands.

Lot of guys haveclean hands.

But not that clean.

It must have taken you10 years at leastto get 'em that clean.

What are you doing,a commercial or what?

Morning.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles' ball on their own 35, 2nd down...

What happenedto our defense?

Maybe it'sback in Baltimore.Sit down.

Oh, well,what's happened toour secondary?

Dave White should neverhave caught that pass!

Bet you five bucksL.A. comes backwith another pass.

No, way, Ed,you're wrong.

Save your money, Ed,L.A. is gonna fumble.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore's ball first and 10 at midfield.

I can't stand this.They're falling apart.

I gotta get a beer.You want a beer?

I'd love one.Would youbring me one?

Yeah, make ittwo, John.

It's Jeff.

Right, Jeff.

Thanks, Jeffrey.

Thanks.

What happened?

L.A. fumbled,Baltimore recovered.

Mmm.Jeffrey's very orderly.

He can't stand fumbles.

My roommateset him upfor this game,

and he wouldn't darebe seenbeside an empty seat.

Well, so he leaves youbeside one, huh?

Oh, not exactly.

Two-eighteen. Hut!Come on, let's go!

Hey, look at that!

Would youlike a drink,honey?

Oh, well, absolutely.

It's very kind of you.

Thank you.

Cheers.Cheers.

All right, seven,go in a little tighter.

Parker, tighten it downa little bit on him.

Stay with 16, Tyler.16 in the white,gentlemen.

Stay with Tyler,the quarterback,he's down.

Dad, let me seethe glasses.

No, let me justsee the glasses.Come on!

Hurry, come on,let me see 'em.

ANNOUNCER: Number seven, Vince Strohm,

replaces Charlie Tyler as quarterback for Baltimore.

Three.Fifteen, hut.Hut!

FRANK: Brandy Cal, he has the ball,

he's inside the 10 out of bounds at the five yard line.

Taken out of bounds by Jerry Aker and Baltimore.

Now that was a play!

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

(BELL RINGING)

Now the planearrives at 2:20.

It'll come right fromthe airport to here.

That should beabout a quarter to 3:00.

And he'll beat Gate 14.

(CROWD CHANTING)Block that kick.Block that kick.

Block that kick.Block that kick.Block that kick.

(WHOOPING AND WHISTLING)

ANNOUNCER: The clock is stopped with 41 seconds left in the half.

ANDY: Look at him go!Take six. Look at him!

HOWARD: And look at George Vandeveer.

Known for a violent temper, he's manifesting it in front of the players!

Now, how about that?

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore now 14 to nothing.

I can't believethe way Los Angelesis playing.

I don't believeyou guys!

ANNOUNCER: Jeff Brewer kicking off for Baltimore.

You're doinga hell of a job,too, Father.

Do me a favor,will you?Stop praying.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

And Jeff Brewer, number 19, will kick off for Baltimore.

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

(CROWD CHEERING)

He's down to the 25.

He's still going, he's at the 30.

(OVERLAPPING COMMENTARY)

He's going all the way. He might go all the way.

It looks like he'sgoing all the way,Ronnie.

Okay, big boy,he's got it.

Vandeveer,you asshole!

Don't go fora field goal whenyou're 14 points behind!

What are youlooking at?Turn around.

What happened?

L.A. at the 29,first down,only seconds left.

Hell, they shouldgo for it.

14 to 3 is betterthan 14 to nothing.

He's gotta get somepoints on the board.

Aw, come on, will you?

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: And that's the end of the first half.

With the score Baltimore, 14, Los Angeles, 3.

I hate football!

Well, I don't like itmuch myself.

You don't?

Then why'd you come?

To meet you.It was destiny.

Come on,I'm serious.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Take out some of thosemonitors back there.We're going away.

Okay, Gary,give me a cup of coffeeand a hot roll, okay?

Come up on chroma key.And matte. Go, Howard.

And so the halftime score, Baltimore, 14, Los Angeles, 3.

To tell you the truth,I prefer chess.

Chess?Are you any good?

Am I any good?I was a prodigy.

No!

Yeah. When I was a kid.

Seven years old.

I played 20 adultssimultaneously.

No! How'd you do?

I lost every game.

What the hell,I was only seven.

(LAUGHING)

Hey, Ben Casey,it's halftime.

The players haveleft the field.

Why don't youhang onto yourstethoscope

and watch theband for a while?

Come on, we gottaget out of here.

Excuse me,I'm so sorry.Are you all right?

MAN: Oh, it's okay,I enjoyed it.

(ALL CLAMORING)

WOMAN: Thank you, sir.

Hey, let me have one.

That's all that'sleft is one.

¶ Oh, it's beer, beer

¶ Beer, beer ¶ Beer, beer

BOTH: ¶ That makes you wanna cheer on the farm ¶

Mom, you'reruining my appetite!

Oh!

Oh, excuse me!Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.Thank you very much.

Hey! Hey, whatthe hell do you thinkyou're doing, huh?

Oh, I'm sorry.

He tried topick my pocket.

He's got a crowd shot.Go ahead and go to Parker.Go take seven.

Seven's up on the line.

But he is not Charlie Tyler.

He's heir apparent to the Baltimore quarterback job,

but this is not the place to...

HOWARD: Oh, what'd you stop for, Frank?

She's a fixture in the vicinity.

Here for every Los Angeles home game.

All right.

Parker, get herphone number.

Let's get off of her.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

¶ Our Baltimore stars ¶

Look, Dad.

Huh?

Look it, a blimp.

Where?

Up there.

I bring you toa football game

and you're lookingup in the sky?

Okay, Larry,stay wide in there.

Baltimore's option,gentlemen,

they're gonna kickoff right to left.

They're gonna defendthe right goalkicking to the left.

Dean, go in tighton the receiver'send, baby.

Okay, come upon the blimpand matte.

ANNOUNCER: From the Goodyear Blimp

high over the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum.

A good look at the over 90,000 fans here stand their way into the Coliseum

for football's annual classic, Championship-10.

The second half is underway,

and receiving is Los Angeles.

Back there to kick the ball is George Ryan.

Okay, take seven.Seven's got the kick.

Okay. Jesus Christ,find out about thatblimp, will you,

for Christ's sake?

All right, we've gotan injury on the field.Take nine.

Okay, babe, it looks good.The blimp is breaking up.

Six to seven.Seven to one.

Hey, what goes here?What the hell's the matter?Come on, we need it!

Just a minute.Did you geta hold of him?

Well, tell the schmuckto stay awake.

All right, startpushing circuits.Second and 20.

All right,just hold it down.

Goddamn it,the whole room, quiet!

Maynard, tell 'emto pan that camera downand lock it off.

Right whereit's at now.

Just lock it off thereand let 'em work on it.

MAYNARD: We're trying, Ron.

RON: We won't have itfor a while. Let's go.

Okay, we'reon camera 10.

Hey, uh, set it down.

Gary?Isolate camera two.

Can you geta little closerfor me, babe?

(OVERLAPPING TALKING)

Isn't that the little roofabove the scoreboard?

ANDY: Next to Y.Hang in there, guys.It's a scratch cut.

Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

Pan off it, Gary,pan off it quick.

Don't go back to that shotunless I tell you,you understand?

Just stay off it! Move!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

What's that?

Repeat. Repeat.

Hey, what's going on?

I don't know.They want usin the TV truck.

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles first down on Baltimore's 47-yard line.

(LOUD CHEERING)

(INDISTINCT TALK)

You wanna see me?

No, Ted did. Ted!

MCKEEVER: Ted,you wanna see me?

Yeah,there's somethingI wanna show you.

Uh, we spotted thisa few minutes ago.

And I thoughtmaybe you shouldtake a look at it.

I mean,maybe it's nothing,but...

All right, can yousee up there?

Hey, there'sa guy up there.Where?

Up there. See?

MCKEEVER: I see.

Do you keep a manup there, Mr. McKeever,for security or something?

No, no, nobody'sallowed up there.

He's gota rifle with him.

Where?

You see,right in front of him.You see it?

Andy, could weget a better shotof the blimp?

Uh, blimp. Holdthat shot up there,will you please, Gary?

Ron, take Garyto blimp number 11

and put it downto the pre-set monitorwill you, babe?

TED: See it?MCKEEVER:Oh, yeah.

Jesus.

ANNOUNCER: But now they are starting to move.

They are starting to show that great gallant game

that got 'em here in the first place.

The ball goes to Dave White.

Big hole up the middle and White all the way down to the 11-yard line.

HOWARD: You're right about Brown's leadership.

He's really got that ground game working.

And a word about Dave White.

Brilliant, unsung blocker who paves the way for Stallmaster.

Yet he's gained 900 yards on his own this year.

A good power driving back out of Miami of Ohio,

the famed breeding ground of coaches.

Listen, could hebe Secret Service?

No, no, no.

Now, listen, you tell thatguy of yours in the blimpto keep his mouth shut

because if anyonehears about this,

all kinds of hellcould break loose.

Uh, Ron, will youcover the showfor just a minute?

Everybody backon video control.

You can use thisprivate sign rightdown the middle.

We'll have to be very cool,but make sure the doorsare locked

and nobody gets in here.Don't let anybody...

There you go!Now they're back at it!

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Yeah, Holly.

Pete, Sam McKeever.

We spotted a guywith a gun abovethe scoreboards.

Is he shooting?

No, but get him before he starts.

The President'son his wayfrom the airport.

All right, I'll meet you at the players' entrance.

I'll take care of abortingthe President's motorcade.

Uh, I'll want a listof all the VIP'sat the game.

Gallagher, get in here!

Larrabee, that's a Roger.

Sir, I'm afraidwe're going to haveto abort our arrival.

PRESIDENT:Well, wait a minute.The score's 14 to 10.

I'm sorry, sir,but our security'sbeen compromised

out at the Coliseum.

PRESIDENT: Aw, shit!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

ANNOUNCER: First and 10 for Los Angeles at the Baltimore 46.

Hey, Pete.

You can't see him.He's up there.

Yeah, I wonderhow many othersthere are.

Why?How do you get up there?

Well, you seethat ladder up thereon the south side?

You have to goacross the archesto get to it.

What's underneath?

There's a roombehind the scoreboard.

Anybody in there?

No, it's all remote controlfrom the press box up there.

Can't you get itthrough the ceiling?

No, there's no hatchup there and the ceilingis 18-inch cement.

Christ! He reallypicked it, didn't he?

Yeah.

What are we gonna do?

I wanna havea look at him.

Wait a minute.You think there's someother guys with him?

How the hell do I know?

HOWARD: He went to shift directions and he weaves as he walks.

(OVERLAPPING COMMENTARY)

Excuse me, sir.Can I help you?

Inspector Holly.Just go aboutyour business.

Looking good, baby.Looking good.

Listen, will you give mea shot of that guyon the roof there,

in that one over there.All right.

Ron give us...You wanna bring it downto the pre-set monitor.

Uh, that's a modifiedRemington 742.

It's got a scope.

Yeah, I cansee that, Sam.

That rifle comes witha four-shot clip.

You see that magazine?It's gotta hold20, 30 rounds.

ANDY: Hey, guys,will you get out ofthe way, please?

You know, thisis a ChampionshipFootball Game.

This isn't a goddamnfire drill.

Look, friend,this is policebusiness.

Don't push meor you'll bedamned sorry.

Is that clear?

FRANK: ...Charlie Tyler, and you have to admire him.

He's come back into this football game...

All right,take four, will you?

Okay, now matte.

We gotta find somebodywho knows the layouton these cables.

Uh, Paul?

Wait a minute,I wanna talk with you.

Hey, you in the grey suit.Yeah, yeah, you.Get away from there.

Police business.We gotta patch a monitorinto your blimp line.

You can't screwaround with thatduring a game.

The hell I can't, pal.

Did you see anybodyup on that peristyle roofthis morning?

No, sir.MAN: What's going on here?

"No, sir"?

Did you knowthere's a man up thereright now with a gun?

What? How the helldid he get up there?

That's whatI'm asking you.

Aw, now you said...I didn't see nobody.

The flags wereup before 10:00,

the door was lockedand the dogs are up there!

Dogs, what dogs?

The watch dogs.

Yeah, we let 'em outat night then we pen 'emup there during the day.

So he could'vebeen up thereall night?

That's right.

Aw, no way,he could've gotten inthrough that door.

That door'smy responsibility!

I always lock it afterthe flags are down!

Is that right?You're sure, huh?

Oh, look here,Mr. McKeever.

You're not gonnahang this on me.

I've been Chief ofMaintenance too long forthat kind of bullshit!

I know damn wellthat door was locked!

That is bullshit.Now let me tellyou something,

if I find out thathe slipped throughyour gates,

you're gonna havea hell of lot of troublecoming your way.

And if he's up therebecause of you...

Will you take it easy?Nobody's gonnablame anybody.

Don't tell meto take it easy,will you?

The hell he ain't!

Will you calm down?

Goddammit, hey!Hold it!

You locked the doorwhen you finishedwith the flags?

Damn right!I always do!

I told you,Mr. McKeever!

Go!

Come on.

(CROWD CHEERING)

You know,if the Presidentdoesn't show,

maybe he won'tdo anything.

Well, I'm not gonna hangaround to find out.

Sam, you're as badas the guy in the truck.

We, uh, we'regoing to the roof.Hey, hey...

Hey, hey!What are youdoing here?

Same as everybody else.

Watching the ball game.

Great!Have a good day.

What haveyou got in mind?

Evacuating the Coliseum.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, come on,you can't be serious?

Pete, you're looking atclose to 100,000 people.What do you think?

It's my responsibilityto see that none of themgets killed.

That ought tobe yours, too.

My God, you can't evensee him from here.

This is nothingpersonal, Pete,

but you don't havethe authorityto clear this place.

Bullshit.

I'm gonna have to call inSWAT to get himout of there.

Imagine if thatbastard opens up

in this crowdwith an automatic weapon?

ANNOUNCER: Loss of one yard on the play!

Oh, my God.That's Paul.

Son of a bitch.

CALLOWAY: Captain Holly, there's a man climbing the ladder.

I know, I see him.

Calloway, anybody elsein the truck see that?

No, sir. Just Ted here and the guy in the blimp.

Where is he now?

Back down where he was before.

Well, keep on him.

Thank you.Skool.

He's a hell of a charmer,just make sure his hairdoesn't fall in your drink.

Better call SWAT.

Well, let me get a doctorto see about Paul.

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles ball in mid-field. Second down one yard to go.

Come on, Pete. Pete,let me get a doctor upthere for God's sake.

I am not gonna do anythingto stir that clown up.

I don't know how the hellI'm gonna get SWAT to comein here with a low profile.

I thought you wereCaptain of this division.

Rank doesn'tcut any ice with SWAT.

They got their ownchain of command.

Commander 3to Three L-90,

all other unitsstay off Tac-2.

I want the respondingSWAT units

at the Swim Area off Menlo.

Enter Gate-14.

I want three ambulancesfully staffed.

Tell 'em to kill the sirentwo blocks from the Coliseum.

(PHONE RINGING)

FRANK: There it is. That's the end of the third quarter, with Los Angeles...

Hello? Hello?

Chris.Chris, it's the desk.

Hello, Button.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.Right. Right.

Will you be homefor dinner?

Be careful.

What the hell's he doingjust sitting up there?

Hey, Sam, did you callthe Mayor's office?

No, he's watchingthe game.

He is in there?Right.

Well, why the hell isn'the on the list?

I don't know. Somebodygoofed, they didn'tget his seat number.

ANNOUNCER: The pass is complete to Johnson at the 32 yard line.

HOLLY:Who's in commandof this team?

Sergeant Button.He's in that green carright there, sir.

Button.

I'm Captain Holly,Southwest Division.

Yes, I know.

We got a male Caucasianon top of the scoreboardin there

with a semi-automatic rifle.

Got a felony on him?

That's whyyou're down here.

Two-seventeen.

He butt-stroked a maintenanceman off a 60 foot ladder.

I want to get thiscleaned up beforehe starts shooting.

You ready to turnthis over to us?

No, I'm not, Sergeant.

I'll let you know.

You just get your mencranked up and standby.All right?

Beck?Where the hell'sthat truck?

BECK:It rolled out the station10 minutes ago,

it should be hereany second now.

You'll notice we have a fewcrowd considerations,

like about100,000 of them.

That's why I'd just as soonyou didn't let your peoplerun around

in there with those M-16s,like a bunchof storm troopers, okay?

That's not exactly whatI had in mind, Captain.

I mean,the situation isa little fuzzed up,

but I would like to puta couple of menoverlooking the suspect

in the Coliseum,on those light towersup there.

Sounds good.Go with it.

Ah, Sergeant Button,uh, Sam McKeever.

Coliseum manager.

Can I borrow this map?

We have a male Caucasianon the Coliseum Towerover the central arch.

He's armed witha semi-automatichigh-powered rifle.

He's already butt strokeda maintenance manoff of a 60 foot ladder.

And he can turn and shootinto the crowd at any time.

Before we get in any deeper,I'd like toprotect our own asses

in a high ground position.

Garrison and Rose,get up there and giveus some cover.

Decker and McCoy,you're SWAT 1.

You'll be positioned inthe Northeast Light Tower

overlookingthe suspect's location.

Pratt and Sutherland?

Yo.Yo.

You're SWAT 2.

Your position will bethe Southeast Light Tower

overlooking thesuspect's location.

Remember, men,we have over 90,000 peoplein that Coliseum.

There'll be no firingwithout my direct orders.

Because it hasn'tbeen turned overto us yet.

That's whyI'm putting you menin specific positions,

so that when it isturned over to uswe can go.

Move your asses.Let's go.Shake it up!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, Father, great work.You're praying like a champ.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: The conversion is good.

Los Angeles 17, Baltimore 14.

Hey, this isa football game,not a singles bar.

Now why don't youwatch it and shut up!

Oh, Father, listen.If nothing goes wrong,you won't believe this,

but you're sitting nextto a very, very rich man.Honest to God.

He's been sitting up therethe whole game.He's never fired a shot.

What does that matter?As long as we get himbefore he starts.

Sergeant, it'sthe automatic weaponthat worries me.

If you don't waste himwith the first shot,he could spray the crowd.

Look, Captain,any one of my men

can take out an eyeat 200 yards.

I don't doubt it.

What do you expect him to do,stand up and smile for you?

Just let meworry about that.

That's why you're here.

You get your meninto placeready to move,

but it's no gountil we getall the VIPs out.

The VIPs?

They're probabletargets.

Bullshit. Everybody'sa probable target.

Sergeant, move your men.

Make it onmy shit list here.

Give him a hand, let's go.Come on, keep it moving.

Okay, moveon the double.

Take these mento Section 28.

I don't you to go that way.I want you to go that way.

Code-2. Move it.

Okay, on me.(WHISTLES)

Move, move, move.

MAN: This is 166 minutes, 20 seconds.

Pete, we gotthe doctors here now.

Oh, let's not leavethem all bunched up.

Move one of those ambulancesdown under the scoreboard.

But keep itagainst the wall,out of sight.

All right,now what about Paul?

Captain? I'm sendingAngelo and Pikowskyup to the Press Box

to keep an eye on things.Weapons out of sight.

You're Scout One, move!

Brooker, Harmel, Gimmel.Front.

I want you to see if you cangain access to that room

on the North endof the peristyle.

You are SWAT 3.

Move.

ANNOUNCER: First and 10 on the Baltimore 31.

Do you have anyarchitectural plans,designs, blueprints?

Yeah, got allthat stuff in the office.

Homer, Beck, Leiber, front.

I want you to gowith Mr...

McKeever.McKeever.

See, if you can finda structural wayto reach the suspect.

Okay.Right, we're ready.

Don't forget about Paul,will you?Come on, boys.

That's the mangot butt-strokedoff the ladder.

He's still lying up thereon the roof.

You got a doctor?Right over there.

All right, give me a doctor,we'll put a flak veston his ass.

Isn't that a little dangerous,sending a civilian througha kill zone?

The whole placeis a kill zone.

ANNOUNCER: Fourth down, eight yards to go on Baltimore 29.

What the helldid you do that for?

You are not payingany attention to me.

I came 3,000 milesto see a ballgame.

I'm paying attentionto the ballgame.

I see the ballgame,but I'm still payingattention to you.

Do me a favor.Have your bartendercut you off, will you?

I've got you coveredback here, Mike.

Scout One to R-20 David.We're in position.

All right,let's go, boys!

All right, I'm gonnaget up there andtie the rope off

and send it downto you, okay?

Yeah.

You all right?

Huh?

Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.Go ahead.

Okay.

Hey, what areyou guys doing?

Water and power department.

Huh?Water and Power.Goodbye.

ANNOUNCER: Second down, seven yards to go for Los Angeles from their 37.

You all set?

I'll go up, tie it off,drop a line down.

All right, let's go.

ANNOUNCER: Third down one yard to go for Los Angeles on 43.

(DOGS BARKING)

Garb a hold ofthe back of my harness.

What's this?

MCKEEVER:That's the scoreboard.

How do we get inside?

From here, up the staircaseto the scoreboard room.

Be careful, though,there're 25,000 voltsup there.

(RATTLING)

(RATTLING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER: Time out for measurement.

Go ahead.

First and 10 for Los Angeles on the Baltimore 44 yard line.

(WHISPERS) Door.

Safety switches,you dumb shit.

ANNOUNCER: Second down and two yards to go for Los Angeles,

at the Baltimore 36.

Los Angeles fumbles.

Baltimore recovers the ball on the 30 yard line.

BUTTON: How high isthat wall, about five,five and a half feet?

HOLLY:Yeah, that's my guess.

What's insidethat tower thing?

It's just a barecement room

with a ladder running upthe inside of the tower.

He's got a goddamnbunker there.

With that scopehe has his pickof the bunch.

I figuredthe President.

He's not coming now.You don't have to worryabout that.

How did youknow that?

His press secretarymade an announcementover the radio.

Goddammit, I told McKeeverto keep that quiet.

That clown's gota radio up there.

Now he probably knowsthe President isn't coming.

Don't try to get logicalabout these kooks.

Never knowwho he is after.

Half the timehe doesn't know.

We figure he's waitingtill the end of the game.

He'll get awayin all the confusion.

There's no way downfrom there,

except that ladderon the outside.

Maybe he's waiting to seewhat happens in the game.

Like, uh,who wins or who loses.

That's how crazythese people are.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Hut!

(CROWD BOOING)

You're sure your menhave got it clear now?

They're tohold their fire.

Look, Captain, I'll bea son-of-a-bitch if I sendthose men up there

wondering what the hellit is they're supposedto be doing.

Button, what is itwith you?

You just can't waitto crank upthose fancy M-16s?

Look, I didn't putthat man up there.

If there's a chanceto get him down,it's my responsibility.

I say, take it.

Well, dragging him downin a garbage bag may be youridea of a routine operation.

God knows you peopleare good at it,

but I'm a peace officeraround hereand it scares me.

Well, let's not gettoo nervous about it!

All right,I'll give youyour shot.

We're coming upon the two minutewarning.

You ought to haveyour peoplein place by then.

When the two-minutewhistle blows,it's your ballgame.

Fine.

We're set to move inat the two-minute warning.

Did you get the Mayorout of there?Haven't found him yet.

Well, what are youstanding around for,Lieutenant?

What happens if the nutstarts shooting beforethe end of the game.

When he starts shooting,SWAT goes.

SWAT 6to Commander 3.

MAN: Commander 3, what's he doing?

The suspect's up.He's just walking around.

He is notcarrying his rifleat this time.

R-20 David to SWAT 1.Are you in position yet?

Where the hellyou been?

Stopped for a beer.You want one?

Smart ass.Hurry up and getyour safety line on.

Commander 3to SWAT 6.

SWAT 6, go.

What's his position?

He's got the clip in but he is hunched over the rifle

like he's praying or something.

Defense! Defense!

(ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(CROWD CHANTS)Block that kick.Block that kick.

Block that kick.Block that kick.

Block that kick.

Hut!

(PLAYERS GRUNTING)

ANNOUNCER: The field goal is good.

The score is tied 17 to 17.

MAN:Come on, shut up, Mister.Aren't you watching?

Commander 3,this is Section-10.

We have a man downin row 41.

Sam, we got a man downin Section-10, row 41.

He's lying in the aisle.

Okay, we got it tied up.One more.

How aboutanother drink, baby?

No, thanks, baby.

Your missus sure knowsa hell of a lotabout football.

She is not my missus.

Still nervous?

That's right.We're still gonna wait.

Just don't get itchy.

He could justbe a drunk.

Pete?McKeever.

It's a heart attack.

Mr. Mayor. Mr. Mayor,I want you and your wifeto get out of here right now.

That means you, too.Right now, come on.

Jesus Christ Almighty!

I'm sorry, Father.Something I gottatell you.

I'm in deep shit.

Excuse the expression.

You see, I got L.A.and two points.

Baltimore wins,

there's this guy,he's gonna kill me.

Sutherland!Yo.

You get a glimpseof that turkey yet?

No, I can justbarely make outthe top of his head.

I got a lousy shot here.

Mike, take a look atthe Northwest light tower.

I think I see somebodymoving around over there.

Yeah, it's another assholeup there, too.

Scout 1 to R-20 David.

Observe additional suspect on the Northwest light tower. Description as follows.

Male, Caucasian, 30 years, long light hair.

Wearing blue Levis jacket and has, what appears to be a khaki knapsack at his feet.

Roger. Copied.

Shit, it couldbe a professional.

Porter.

What do youwant us to do?

I think we haveit under control.

Porter, give me15 seconds.

Hey, you. What the hellare you doing up there?

Hey, relax, man.Don't worry about it,just relax, okay?

If you wanna see the game,get down in a seat,or I'll call the cops!

Just take it easy.I ain't bothering nobody.

Come on,get down from there!

Just relax,I ain't bothering youor nobody else.

I'm gonna call the copsif you don't get down,I'm warning you!

I don't need that shit!Take the peanuts andstick them.

All right,relax, everybody.Take it easy.

Calm down.Watch the ballgame.It's a good ballgame.

Sit down.

Big tough guy.

Official police business.Come on, let's move.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

All clear.

At the door.

Take it easy.

ANNOUNCER: Second down and seven yards to go.

Who is your friendup there?

(GRUNTING)

How muchthey paying you?

How muchthey paying you?

I don't know whatyou're talking about.

Who's your friend up there?What's his name?

Where do you come from?

(GRUNTS) Denver.

He is clean, boss.

SWAT 6 to all SWAT units.The suspect is up.

Yeah, where's the rifle?Is he holding the rifle?

Yes, he's holding the rifle.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

SWAT 6 to all SWAT units.

We have lostour blimp picture.

HOLLY:You lost the what?

No, say again.You broke up.

I repeat, we havelost our blimp picture.

What the hell's going on?I thought we hadthe problem solved?

Well, we lost it.Come on,do something now.

R-20 Davidto all SWAT units.

Be advised blimp picture out.Repeat...

Hey, Doc, there he is.

Can you get him?Yeah, I got himin the cross hairs.

R-20 David this is SWAT 1.We can see him clearly now.

Oh, goddammit, he's down.

R-20 David, SWAT 1.

He is back down.

ANNOUNCER: First down Baltimore on the 35 yard line.

Susan, Susan,do something for me.

Tell me if you see something.There just abovethat scoreboard.

Uh-uh.Nothing out ofthe ordinary?

Nope, I don't see anything.

Here. Why?

Nothing! I'm gonnabe back in a second,all right?

Hey, Michael,what's the matter?Nothing.

You want me tocome with you?No.

Just enjoy the game.

Excuse me.

Have you seen a policeman?

Have you seen a policeman?

Commander 3 to SWAT 6,can you see him yet?

SWAT 6 to Commander 3, not yet, Captain.

Heading overto the roof.

Officer!

Excuse me.

Do you guys keep a manin the area just abovethe scoreboard?

Why do you wanna know?

I, uh, think I saw someoneup there with a rifle.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Come on, let's go!

What's the matter with you?You haven't said anythingin 10 minutes.

Why do youtake such pleasure

in telling peoplewe are not married?

I don't takepleasure in that.

You always makea point of it though.

Well, I'm notaware of it!

You're not awareof anything.

I'm aware of one thing.If you don't like it,you can get the hell out.

Aw, come on, Jan.

Janet.

Take your hands off me.

Car salesman!

Yeah, uh, we checkedthe microwave dishdown here and it's fine.

MAN: You're sure.Right.

Have you checkedthe transmitter up there?

What the hell for?

Because that's wherewe think the problem is.

Well, what's he see?What's the suspect doing?

I told you I'd get youa seat for this game.

How doyou like it so far?

I'd like it more if assholewould stick his head up.

Yeah, asshole's gonnahave his daypretty well messed up.

Air-3. Orbit higher,for Christ sake!

(CROWD CHEERING)

PLAYER: Hut! Hut!

(GRUNTING)

(CROWD ROARING)

I first saw himthrough my binoculars

towards the endof the half.

What exactlydid you see?

I told you,a man with a rifle.

Looked to be a carbineor something.

Did you tell anyone?No.

Why?

What's going on?What...

What's happening? Tell me.Well, you knowabout the guy already?

Sir, would you kindlycome with us?

What for?

We're conductingan investigation. We'd liketo ask you some questions.

Yeah, okay, but I want youto be straight with me andtell me what's happening here,

because I havemy family with me.

They're in Section-24.

I want to make surethey're all right.

You're a witness inan investigation...

I understand thatand I want to cooperatewith you,

but I would like tomake sure that myfamily's all right first,

then I'll come back.

(CLAMORING)

We need you as a witness.That's all we need.It's just an investigation!

Come on,get your ass down.Take it easy, Mister.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Take three, Ron.Stan, keep me honestwith the commercial...

All right,

just tell me whyare you doing this.

And why are youdoing it now?

Look, I don't give a damnabout this ball game,I do care about us!

What the hell are youtalking about?You got us!

No, there's no suchthing as "us"

when somebodycan turn to you and say,

"If you don't like ityou can just get out!"

That's not the first timeyou've said that to me,you know!

All right.

I don't know. I...

Are we togetheror aren't we together?

I just don't want tobe in the position thatevery time we fight

you can tell meto get out.

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

He's still crouched downnear the wall, Captain.

All right,you son-of-a-bitchjust stay put.

(PLAYERS GRUNTING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

ANNOUNCER: Time out on the field.

That is the two-minute warning.

That's the two minute.

Yeah, I know, I know.

MAN 1: Five, four,three, two, one.

We're away.

MAN 2:We're on a commercial.

Commander-3to R-20 David.

R-20 David, go.

He's all yours, Sergeant.

R-20 Davidto SWAT 1 and 2.

We have a green light.

I repeat, we have a green light.

He's up.

You know Icare about you,don't you?

More than anythingin the world,I care about you.

You know that.

I know that.

And I love you.

You know that, too,don't you?

Well, then,why are you doing this?

(SIGHS) I don't know.

"I don't know."Do you want toget married?

Do you want toget married?

Well, come on,I can't read your mind.

You want to get married,open your mouth, say so.

You want to get married?Come on.

Yes, I really do.

So do I.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Come on, let's goto Vegas right now.

I hate for you to missthe end of the game.

Oh, no, what you mean isthat you don't wanna missthe end of the game.

Well, perhaps...

Do you wanna go to Vegasor do you wanna watchthe end of the game?

Can't we do both?

Oh, don't start with me,Janet, geez.

Hey, you know,you have beautifulblue eyes.

And you've got a big mouth.We'll watch the endof the game, come on.

That's no way tospend a honeymoon.

We're not married yet.

(CROWD CHANTING)Block that kick!Block that kick!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore's field goal is blocked.

Los Angeles takes over on their own 20 yard line.

R-20 David to Air-3.

Take the fly-byin the Northeast corner.

I don't want his attentionon this side of the roof.

You know the first thingI'm gonna doafter we're married?

What?I'm gonna buy youa used car.

(GUN FIRES)

(CROWD CHANTING)

Officer! A man's down.

Help him.Help him.Help him.

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles ball, second down and 10 yards to go.

Pete!

Get up here!

Come on!

SWAT 6 to all SWAT units.We got our blimp picture back.

The suspect's up, armed,and at the north sideof the parapet.

DECKER:He's zeroing in on us!

(GUN FIRES)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Roy's down. He's been hit.He's hanging from the lineup here.

I want some mento cut him down quick.

God in heaven,you get up here quick!

(GUN FIRES)

(ARGUING)

Get that man in an ambulance.We can't leave him here.

We sent forparamedics, sir.

You move him, now!Yes, sir.

Let's keep these peopleout of sight.

You, get down at the endof the tunnel.

And, Miss,come on with me now.Miss? Come on.

Come on.Here's your coat.

ANNOUNCER: The ball's being spotted on the 36 yard line.

First down Los Angeles.

Downing, Fuller,go back to the doorand give us cover.

Porter, Cleever,we're the entry team.

(CROWD CHANTING)Defense! Defense!Defense! Defense!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

ANNOUNCER: Second down and 10 yards to go.

The ball on the 36 yard line.

Just show me a pieceand I'll blowyour fucking head off!

Goodbye, asshole.(GUN FIRES)

FRANK: ...there for Gary Stone.

HOWARD: He was encircled. Beautiful double coverage by Baltimore.

FRANK: For the youngster who led the league

for the past two years in receptions, again coming up short.

He's having a very disappointing day, Howard.

HOWARD: One of the most spectacular stories in the league.

First round draft choice three years ago out of Washington State.

As you said, led the league in receptions the past two years.

FRANK: Lloyd Braun now looking over a second down and 10.

Directing this fine Los Angeles attack.

They were totally ineffective in the first half.

Splitting wide receivers left and right, the tight end in close.

Braun back, looking.

(PLAYERS GRUNTING)

(LOUD CHEERING)

I can't believethat I'm in!

Look at that.Here we go.

Honest to God,I don't believe it.(GUNSHOT)

Ah! Ah!

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMING)

BUTTON: Let's go.

(GUNSHOTS)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Oh, my God!Help me, please!

(STATIC CRACKLING)

(GUNSHOTS)

Jeffrey! Jeffrey!

(CROWD SCREAMING)

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

MAN: Where yougoing, Captain?

Shut up!

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

BUTTON: What the hellare you doing here?

Dammed if I know.How bad are you hit?

I'm all right.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Jeffrey! Jeffrey!

Jeffrey!(SCREAMING)

Lucy!

Jeffrey! Jeffrey! Jeffrey!

(HELICOPTER IDLING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Smoke bomb.

You know howto use this?

I remember, Sergeant.

We'll wait five secondsafter you throw it.

Then we'll go in ona criss-cross pattern.

(LUCY SCREAMING)Al! Al!

Hold on. Hold on.

Hold on.

Don't be afraid.Hold on.

Just put your handover here.

Now just rest on me.Just rest completelyon me.

Come on,everything's gonnabe all right.

It's gonna be okay.

(SIRENS WAILING)

It's okay, it's okay.

It's all right.It's all right.

It's all right.Lucy, Lucy!

All right,we're ready. Go.

One, two...

Three.

Four.

Five.

(SCREAMING)

All right, pal,that's all there is.

Drop the rifleand come down.

Come on,you bastard, move!

(SCREAMING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(GRUNTING)

MAN: I got a piece here.

Get his dying declaration.

Listen to me.You're dying.

Now you tell me whosent you up there!

Where'd you get that gun?Who were you trying to get?Come on.

MAN: His name's Cook.Carl Cook.

He's a transientfrom out of state.

All right. Cook,talk to me.

You talk to me,you miserableson-of-a-bitch!

Where'd you get that gun?Who were you trying to kill?

Answer me,you son-of-a-bitch.

Who were youtrying to kill?

Please.Don't hurt me.

(GASPS)

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(AMBULANCE SIRENS WAILING)

MAN: Any doctorsin the crowd,

please check inover here.

Susan.

Is she all right?

MAN:Yes, just a shoulder wound,she'll be fine.

Come on,we gotta put her in.

Where are youtaking her?

USC Medical Center.

HOLLY:His name's Carl Cook.

MCKEEVER:Who the hell was he?

I don't know anythingmore about him, Sam.

You'll be hearing a lot moreabout him on televisionfor the next couple of weeks.

Where he went to school,his nice mom, his pet dog,

his old gym teacher.

The body count,and how the cops reallydidn't have to kill him.

Had a doctorlook at that yet?

Ah, it's no big deal.

Don't be a hero,Sergeant.

I'll drop you offat the hospital.Come on.