Original subtitles

[ Gunshot ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Continued screaming ]

Stay!

[ Dogs whimpering ]

[ Door closing ]

[ Moans ]

Charlie?

[ Moans ]

Come back to bed, Charlie.

I'm lonely.

I need some lovin'.

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

What are you, religious?

Championship Sunday.

Come on back to bed, Charlie.

[ Giggling ]

I can't.

Team meeting. 7:30.

-Then, kiss my ass! -I'd love to.

Just not enough time.

Are you checking out, sir?

I'll get your bill for you.

[ Cash register rattling ]

You okay?

Hmm?

You okay?

As a person or as a quarterback?

As a person, I'm delighted I make more money than the President.

As a quarterback...

I don't know.

I may have the heart of a lion,

but these knees belong to medical science.

Those knees...

were okay last night.

In fact, everything was okay last night.

Mmm.

[ Cash register rattling ]

Here's your change, sir.

27, 28, 29, 30.

And your receipt.

Thank you for staying with us,

and please come again the next time you're in L.A.

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Sirens continue ]

Good morning, boys.

-Good morning. -Sam, Sam.

[ All talk indistinctly ]

It's 8 o'clock in the morning. Wait some time, will ya?

So give us a phone number!

[ Indistinct chatter ]

[ Phone ringing ]

Oh, Captain, uh, listen,

Sam's asking for seven more men down at the Coliseum.

Look, I got a 150 men out there for ten blocks

around the Coliseum now pulling traffic.

If somebody... Excuse me.

Somebody find me ten more men for traffic,

maybe then he can have seven for the Coliseum.

[ Car engine starting ] 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 and 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 division leading...

[ Organ playing ]

[ Thumping ]

[ Woman coughing ]

[ Woman continues coughing ]

[ Man coughing ]

[ Man gasping ]

[ Continues coughing, gasping ]

[ Yelling in foreign language ]

I'm gonna kill you!

You chickenshit!

You chickenshit son of a bitch!

[ Car door slammed ]

R-20 David to all SWAT units. It's a Code 4.

We have the suspect in custody.

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Crowd chatter ]

[ Laughing ]

I don't know. I don't see anybody.

Do you mind if 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.

-FRED: Chuck. -CHUCK: Thanks, Fred.

CHUCK: 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 doin'?

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

Good to see ya. Good to see ya.

-How you feeling? -Uh... feel great.

Can you use a 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 time since Boston College.

[ Crowd chatter ]

I was on the same plane with you.

I couldn't help but notice how attractive you are.

You know, you have a 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 miles to see a ball game.

Let's see that ball game.

Come on, let's get a room.

So, what's the morning line?

Baltimore minus two points.

Where'd the two points come from since yesterday?

Tyler's knee? You sure?

Thank you.

Now, they say Tyler's knee is as good as new.

You gonna bet Baltimore?

They're full of shit.

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

Tyler's knee is mush. I know.

Trainer's a buddy of 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 what I 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...

[ Jet engine sounds ]

Hey, are you sore at me?

-Forget it! -You are sore.

Now, why in the hell should I be sore at ya?

You came on with every guy in the airplane?

If it wasn't the pilot, it was the guy across the aisle.

And then some poor son of a bitch that couldn't even speak English!

Now, why can't you just sit there and pay attention to me?

Oh, hey, you know I didn't mean anything.

-I was just being friendly. -Hey, taxi!

Get in.

[ Jet engine sounds ]

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 eat till we get there.

How long will it be?

-Who wants a mint? -KIDS: I do!

-WOMAN: You want a mint? -Yeah, sure.

Hey, nobody gets a mint. All right?

-I don't want any of that stuff. -He loves them.

Yeah, he may love it,

but I don't want him to have that stuff.

-Now, cut it out! -Just one.

WOMAN: Just one, Michael.

-It's just one mint. -[ Car horn honking ]

Just watch where you're going! Would you, please?

They can each have a mint.

Michael, stop being depressed. Come on.

If you wanna spend your life in a dentist's chair,

that's beautiful for you,

but don't wish it on the kids, all right?

-I gotta go to the bathroom, Dad. -So do I.

Come on.

Michael, you're not gonna get to me.

Let's hear it for 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 yourself a mountain. -Thank you.

-Thank you, Mr. Sandman. -It's all right.

Hello, Sandman here.

Oh, hello, Mr. Green. How are ya?

Oh, no trouble at all.

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

Honey, a friend of mine wants to see me.

I'll be right back.

Listen, why don't you go into the gift shop,

buy yourself a little goody.

But, first, come here.

[ Moans ]

[ 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 pipeline.

No evacuation in the area is underway,

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

[ Whistling ]

[ 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 ya?

Well, for starters,

you can pay me the 28 Gs you owe me.

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

Well, you see, Stu, I'd like to see that money in my pocket

before you make any new bets.

Understand?

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

I'll have it for you Wednesday night, honest.

Drinks will be on me, Wednesday night.

What's the matter? What are you doing?

What are 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 don't do it!

Please, please, Mr. Green!

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

Please, listen.

[ Whimpering ]

I hear you been spreading a lot of money around town, Stu.

Money you don't got.

[ Sobbing ]

What the hell you wanna do a thing like that for?

You listen.

I just hope you picked the right team today, Stu,

because if I don't get that 28 Gs in my pocket before sundown,

you're gonna take another trip out the window,

and next time nobody holds the ankles.

You got it?

I got it. I got it.

Get out.

[ Sobbing ]

Here's a place to park right up here.

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

Well, you wanna walk a mile?

[ Generator running ]

MAN: Good morning, Ross. How are ya, babe?

Hi, Ginny! A little coffee, darling?

[ All talking indistinctly ]

My wife called?

Look, Freddy...

Fred, you're making me lose my patience.

We can't change anything now. You know what time it is?

[ All talking indistinctly ]

How 'bout the lenses?

The lenses have been changed. 16:1 is on 5 and 8.

10:1 is across from the other with the elements that 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 Sig 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...

[ Crowd chatter ]

-Oh, John, would you watch it? -Sorry, Mom.

Jesus!

Want a potato chip?

No, thanks.

Hey, you better get those kids 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 is a good one for you.

Is she cute?

Huh?

Not bad.

All right.

CHUCK: And the council okay of 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...

[ Turns off engine ]

[ Crowd chatter ]

Oh, I'm sorry.

Are you going to the game?

-Yeah, yeah. What seat are you in? -Me, too.

-I don't know. -Really? Aw, come on.

-Have a good day. -Okay. See ya.

Hey, wait up, will you, guys?

Come on, lover, get your act together!

MAN: Will you guys wait for me?

Come on. Give me a break, will you?

[ Closes car door ]

Coliseum, please!

Well, should be a good day.

Oh, I hope so.

[ Crowd chatter ]

Parker, John, Larry, let's see you zoom it all the way...

-...in on your lens, baby. -12, 35, 15.

All right, everything's looking good.

We're less than ten minutes before air.

I don't have a picture from the blimp yet.

Hey, can you...? Can you see?

Uh-huh.

I don't know how.

When you gonna get this guy a haircut?

MIKE: He looks like a 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?

MAN: 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 picture from the rubber rocket.

Gotta have it, baby.

Hook me up to the Goodyear Blimp.

MAN: You got it, boss!

MAN 2: Uh, Ted, check with the, uh, microwave on the tower.

Let me see how that's looking.

MAN 3: Frank, you and Hal on standby...

MAN 2: Just coming in? All right, put it on the line.

MAN 3: Gary, pan across...

Pan right across the city there.

And onto the 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 out some lenses, babe.

Ron, keep five.

PLAYERS: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14...

[ Dogs barking ]

TICKET-TAKER: Come on, kids. Right through here.

That's it. Tickets, please.

Tickets. 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 them a pennant.

-How much are the pennants? -VENDOR: Two bucks.

Gimme two of them.

Dad, can I have a hat?

How about a hat? Come on.

Can I have a hat?

I want a hat! I want a hat!

No hats.

BOY: Daddy, can we get a hat?

No hats, I said! All right?

I don't need a hat.

VENDOR: Come on, here you go.

I don't need a hat, buddy, okay?

Why don't you try the hat?

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

You got the tickets?

Mister, my dad lost his job, and he doesn't have any money.

[ Crying ]

Oh, baby, come here.

How much are the hats?

-VENDOR: Five dollars each. -Well, give me four of 'em.

VENDOR: Get your hats and pennants right here!

Robbery, buddy.

Thank you.

Hey, you all right?

VENDOR: 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 that you and Governor Diller

are going to sit together during the game?

Well, I should hope so.

Governor and Mrs. Diller are here today,

in honor of Mrs. Ogden, myself, and the State of California.

DILLER: Which I consider mighty hospitable.

Especially since Baltimore's gonna win!

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

I need this...

You can pull in your knees a little.

Excuse me.

[ Crowd chatter ]

But, Sam, 20 men? Th-- That's two full squads.

I know you got a big crowd on your hands,

but how am I supposed to...?

Hey, come on.

I got the Governor here. I've got two governors.

I got seven Senators, two astronauts.

I've even got an Arab Oil Prince.

Got nothing to do today but watch the football game.

Let's hope that the Israeli Consul General just stays home

and watches television.

Now, the President might be here at half-time.

I thought that was off.

Well, they might put it on again.

Everybody wants his picture in the paper.

All right, I'll have to see what I can do

with the other divisions.

I'll, uh, call Metro. Maybe they can spare somebody.

[ Audience cheering ]

[ Organ playing ]

[ Announcer speaks indistinctly ]

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

All right, give me a time check.

AD: Uh, you got it, three minutes to air.

I got video.

If you wanna tinkle, now's the time.

Come on, come on, this way. A couple more steps.

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 listening to Stan's count.

-5, 4, 3... -Standby to fade up.

-...2, 1. We're on. -Now, hit the matte and 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.

More than 91,000 people jammed into the stadium,

watching most closely,

of course, the opposition quarterbacks.

Here's Giff to tell you about 'em.

FRANK: 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 Braun, okay. It's up.

Standby for his shot.

As it comes up, lay a matte in there for me.

FRANK: His counterpart, a youngster,

Lloyd Braun, 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...

RADIO: ...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.

HOWARD: To the right of your screen,

45 years of age, out of Wisconsin.

Never made it big as a player, but as a coach has led...

Hi.

Hi.

HOWARD: And number 16, Charlie Tyler

and head coach Dan Edwards.

DIRECTOR: And take two.

-Mike Robbins is starting today. -Mike Robbins?

Yeah.

Who's Mike Robbins?

Quarterback, I think.

Flankerback.

I hear Charlie Tyler's knees are really bad.

Yeah, they could go out any time.

Well, Baltimore has to win. We came all this way.

They'll win.

Did you bet on the game?

We've been living together for five years,

and you ask me if 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 watched

-Hi, honey. -Hi, honey.

Hungry?

Yeah. Medium, okay?

-What do you want? -Okay.

-Gimme it! -Mommy, he took the ball!

-Mom, is my hamburger 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

[ Cheering ]

[ Horn blowing ]

Gave him a standing ovation.

DIRECTOR: I think we've had enough of this bushwa.

[ Horn blowing ]

Let's go! Let's go!

[ Cheering ]

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

[ Cheering ]

HOWARD: One different from the other,

but each most successful at his trade.

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

[ Blowing whistle ]

[ Trumpet playing ]

ANNOUNCER: ...taken at the 10-yard line there

by Johnny Sanchez. He's out of the 22, the 20...

[ Horn blowing ]

HOWARD: One might have suspected that 61 Brickman

would be leading the charges.

He's a superb player on the special teams

and a force of both...

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore's ball.

Second down and two on their own 36 yard line.

Okay, you got the play all the way, Bob.

3-19!

The left flank, hut!

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

[ Cheering ]

All the way, baby!

[ Horn blowing ]

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

You guys don't learn, and 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 7-to-nothing lead.

Oh, shit!

What's the score?

Baltimore, 7-to-nothing.

Hell of a run.

Excuse me.

-Oh. -Sorry.

Excuse me, ladies.

WOMAN: Ow!

I'm sorry.

[ Sighs ]

-Father? -Hmm?

You're sitting on my jacket!

Oh. I'm sorry.

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

I don't believe it.

-What's the score? -I'm losin'.

I mean, Los Angeles is losin'!

Baltimore, 7-nothing.

What you looking at me like that for?

You all right?

Father, I got a bundle riding on Los Angeles.

Right now, they look like shit.

Excuse me, Father.

Hey, you wanna do me a favor?

Put in a prayer for Los Angeles.

Actually, I'm for both sides.

Ah, you guys are always for both sides.

Do me a favor, will ya?

Put in a little extra for L.A.

I need it.

I really could use it, honest to God.

I sure could use it.

Here's, uh, the rundown on that shooting up on Sunset

this morning, Captain.

Oh, good game.

Looks bad for L.A., though.

Yeah.

That was a sniper,

working out of the 12th floor of a hotel, just off the freeway.

A single shot

from a high-powered rifle right through the heart.

''Married, two kids.''

Who the hell would wanna kill an assistant professor of botany?

Who knows? Some nut, I guess.

ANNOUNCER: Jeff Brewer kicks off for Baltimore.

And taking it is...

Oh, shit, come on.

ANNOUNCER: He bobbles the ball, picks it up, moves up,

looking for that gap...

Or, some nut, looking for target practice probably.

About the only thing we know is that he was white.

[ Sighs ] That's a big help.

White, black, that doesn't take you any place.

The thing with these freaks is ya...

you got no M.O.

Nothing.

Well, at least it didn't happen in our division.

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

Hut!

[ Whistle blowing ]

It's my first game.

My name is AI.

You know, somebody's about to get hurt.

If they send that guy over tackle again,

they'll nail 'em.

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, 7... Los Angeles, nothing.

Great seats, huh?

Jeffrey always goes first-class.

Way to go, Jeff!

Are you a doctor?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Dirty shoes and clean white hands.

Lot of guys have clean hands.

But not that clean.

It must have taken you 10 years at least

to 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...

PLAYER: Hut!

[ Whistle blowing ]

Where happened to our defense?

Maybe it's back in Baltimore. Sit down.

Oh, well, what's happened to our secondary?

Dave White should never have caught that pass!

Bet you five bucks L.A. comes back with another pass.

No, way, Ed! You're wrong!

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

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Blowing whistle ]

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles fumbled.

Baltimore's ball 1st 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 you bring me one?

Yeah, make it two, John.

Jeff.

Right, Jeff.

Thanks, Jeffrey.

Thanks.

What happened?

L.A. fumbled. Baltimore recovered.

Mmm.

Jeffrey's very orderly.

He can't stand fumbles.

My roommate stood him up for this game,

and he wouldn't dare be seen beside an empty seat.

Well, so he leaves you beside one, huh?

Oh, not exactly.

2-18. Hut!

Come on, let's go!

Hey, look at that!

Would you like a drink, honey?

Oh, well, absolutely.

Very kind of you.

Thank you.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

All right, seven, go in a little tighter.

Parker, tighten it down a little bit on him.

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

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

Dad, let me see the glasses.

No, let me just see the glasses.

Come on!

Hurry, come on, let me see 'em.

ANNOUNCER: Number 7, Vince Strohm,

replaces Charlie Tyler as quarterback for Baltimore.

Three.

15, hut. Hut!

FRANK: Brandy Cal, he has the ball,

he's inside the 10, out of bounds, at the 5-yard line.

Taken out of bounds by Jerry Aker, and Baltimore...

Now that was a play!

[ Crowd cheering loudly ]

[ Bell ringing ]

Now, the plane arrives at 2:20.

It'll come right from the airport to here.

That should be about a quarter of 3:00.

And, uh, he'll be at Gate 14.

CROWD: 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.

DIRECTOR: 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!

DIRECTOR: Well, how 'bout that?

ANNOUNCER: Baltimore now 14 to nothing.

I can't believe the way Los Angeles is playing.

I don't believe you, guys!

ANNOUNCER: Jeff Brewer kicking off for Baltimore.

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

Do me a favor, will ya? Stop praying!

[ Whistle blows ]

ANNOUNCER: And Jeff Brewer, number 19,

will kick off for Baltimore.

[ All talking indistinctly ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

ANNOUNCER: Number 16, he has good protection.

He's down to the 25.

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

[ Overlapping commentary ]

ANNOUNCER: He might go all the way.

It looks like he's going all the way, Ronnie.

Okay, big boy, he's got it.

[ Jet engine sounds ]

Vandeveer, you asshole!

Don't go for a field goal when you're 14 points behind!

What are you looking at? Turn around.

What happened?

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

Hell, they should go for it.

14 to three is better than 14 to nothin'.

He's gotta get some points on the board.

Aw, come on, will ya?

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Gunshot ]

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 it much myself.

You don't?

Then, why'd you come?

To meet you. It was destiny.

Come on, I'm serious.

[ Marching band playing ]

Take out some of those monitors back there.

We're going away.

Give me a cup of coffee and a hot dog, okay?

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

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 adults simultaneously.

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 have left the field.

Why don't you hang onto your stethoscope

and watch the band for a while?

Come on, we gotta get out of here.

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

MAN: That's okay, I enjoyed it.

[ All clamoring ]

WOMAN: Thank you, sir.

Hey, let me have one.

That's all that's left is one.

Oh, it's beer, beer

-Beer, beer -Beer, beer

BOTH: That makes you wanna cheer on the farm

Mom, you're ruining my appetite!

Oh!

Oh, excuse me! Are you all right?

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

Hey!

Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing here, huh?

Sorry.

He tried to pick my pocket.

He's got a crowd shot.

Go ahead and go to Parker. Go take seven.

Seven's up on the line.

FRANK: But he is not Charlie Tyler.

He's heir apparent to the Baltimore quarterback job,

but this is not the place to...

Hey! Look what he's got.

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 her phone 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 to a football game and you're looking up in the sky?

Okay, Larry, stay wide in there.

Baltimore's option, gentlemen, they're gonna kick off right to left!

They're gonna defend the right goal kicking to the left.

Dean, go in tight on the receiver's end, baby.

Okay, come up on the blimp and 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, George Ryan.

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

Okay. Jesus Christ.

Find out about that blimp, will ya, for Christ's sake?

All right, we've got an 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 get a hold of Artie?

Well, tell the schmuck to stay awake.

[ Overlapping commentary ]

All right, just hold it down.

Goddamn it, the whole room, quiet!

Tell 'em to pan that camera down and lock it off.

RON: Right where it's at now.

Just lock it off there and let 'em work on it.

MAINTENANCE: We're trying, Ron.

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

Okay, we're on camera 10.

Hey, uh...

Gary?

DIRECTOR: Isolate camera two.

TED: Can you get a little closer for me, babe?

[ Overlapping dialogue ]

Isn't that the little roof above the scoreboard?

DIRECTOR: Next to Y. Hang in there, guys.

Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

Pan off it, Gary, pan off it quick.

TED: Don't go back to that shot unless I tell ya, ya understand?

Just stay off it! Move!

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Crowd cheering loudly ]

What's that?

Repeat. Repeat.

Hey.

I don't know. They want us in the TV truck.

ANNOUNCER: ...Baltimore's 47-yard line.

[ Loud cheering ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You wanna see me?

No, Ted did. Ted!

SAM: Ted, you wanna see me?

Yeah, there's something I wanna show you.

Uh, we spotted this a few minutes ago.

And I thought maybe you should take a look at it.

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

All right, now you see up there?

-Hey, there's a guy up there. -Where?

Up there. See?

SAM: I see.

Do you keep a man up there, Mr. McKeever,

for security or something?

No, no, nobody's allowed up there.

He's got a rifle with him.

Where?

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

Andy, could we get a better shot of the blimp?

Uh, blimp. Hold that shot up there,

will you please, Gary?

ANDY: Ron, take Gary to blimp number 11

and, uh, put it down to the pre-set monitor.

-ANDY: Will you, babe? -TED: See it?

SAM: Oh, yeah.

Jesus.

ANNOUNCER: But now they are starting to move.

They are starting to show the great ground game

that got 'em here in the first place.

The ball goes to Dave White.

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 Stalmaster.

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 it be Secret Service?

No, no, no.

Now, listen, you tell that guy of yours in the blimp

to keep his mouth shut

because if anyone hears about this,

all kinds of hell could break loose.

Uh, Ron, will you cover the show for just a minute?

Which phone? Which phone?

You can use this private line right here.

MAN: We have to be very cool, but make sure the doors are locked

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

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

[ Telephone ringing ]

Yeah, Holly.

SAM: Pete, Sam McKeever.

We spotted a guy with a gun above the scoreboard.

Is he shooting?

SAM: No, but get him before he starts.

The President's on his way from the airport.

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

I'll take care of aborting the President's motorcade.

Uh, I'll want a list of all the VIPs at the game.

Gallagher, get in here.

Larrabee, that's a Roger.

Sir, I'm afraid

we're going to have to abort our arrival.

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

I'm sorry, sir,

but our security's been compromised out at the Coliseum.

PRESIDENT: Aw, shit!

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Crowd cheering loudly ]

ANNOUNCER: First and 10 for Los Angeles

at the Baltimore 46.

Pete.

You can't see him.

He's up there.

Yeah, I wonder how many others there are.

-Why? -How do you get up there?

Well, you see that ladder up there on the south side?

You have to go across the arches to get to it.

What's underneath?

There's a room behind the scoreboard.

Anybody in there?

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

Can't you get it through the ceiling?

No, there's no hatch up there, and the ceiling is 18-inch cement.

Christ! He really picked it, didn't he?

Yeah.

What are we gonna do?

I wanna have a look at him.

Wait a minute.

You think there's some other 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?

I'm Captain Holly. Just go about your business.

Looking good, baby. Looking good.

Listen, will you give me a shot of that guy on the roof?

All right. Ron give us...

Bring it down to the pre-set monitor again.

Uh, that's a modified Remington 742.

It's got a scope.

Yeah, I can see that, Sam.

That rifle comes with a four-shot clip.

You see that magazine? It's gotta hold 20, 30 rounds.

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

You know, this is a championship football game.

This isn't a goddamn fire drill.

Look, friend, this is police business.

Don't push me, or you'll be damned 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 ya?

Okay, now matte.

We gotta find somebody who knows the layout on these cables.

Uh, Paul?

Wait a minute. I wanna talk with you.

Hey, you in the grey suit.

Yeah, yeah, you! Get away from here!

Police business.

We gotta patch a monitor into your blimp line.

You can't screw around with that during a game.

The hell I can't, pal.

Did you see anybody up on that peristyle roof this morning?

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

''No, sir.''

Did you know there's a man up there right now with a gun?

What? How the hell did he get up there?

That's what I'm asking you.

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

The flags were up before 10:00,

the door was locked, and the dogs are up there!

Dogs, what dogs?

The watchdogs.

Yeah, we let 'em out at night, then we pen 'em up there during the day.

So he could've been up there all night?

That's right.

Aw, no way,

he could've gotten in through that door.

That door's my responsibility!

I always lock it after the flags are done!

Is that right? You're sure, huh?

Oh, look here, Mr. McKeever.

You're not gonna hang this on me.

I've been Chief of Maintenance too long for that kind of bullshit!

I know damn well that door was locked!

That is bullshit. Now, let me tell you something.

If I find out he slipped through your gates,

you're gonna have a hell of lot of trouble coming your way.

And if he's up there because of you...

Will you take it easy?

Nobody's trying to blame anybody.

The hell, he ain't!

Will you calm down?

Goddammit! Hey! Hold it!

You locked the door when you finished with the flags?

Damn right! I always do!

I told you, Mr. McKeever!

Go!

Come on.

[ Crowd cheering ]

You know, if the President doesn't show,

maybe he won't do anything.

Well, I'm not gonna hang around to find out.

Jesus, Sam, you're as bad as the guy in the truck.

We, uh, we're going to the roof.

Hey, hey...

-What are you doing here? -Same as everybody else.

Watching the ball game.

Great! Have a good day.

What have you got in mind?

Evacuating the Coliseum.

[ Crowd cheering ]

Come on, you can't be serious?

Pete, you're looking at close to 100,000 people.

What do you think?

It's my responsibility to see that none of 'em gets killed.

That ought to be yours, too.

My God, you can't even see him from here.

This is nothing personal, Pete,

but you don't have the authority to clear this place.

Bullshit.

I'm gonna have to call in SWAT to get him out of here.

Imagine if that bastard opens up in this crowd

with 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.

[ Crowd cheering ]

Calloway, anybody else in the truck see that?

CALLOWAY: 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.

[ Dogs whimpering ]

[ Crowd cheering loudly ]

Skoal!

He's a hell of a charmer,

just make sure his hair doesn't fall in your drink.

Better call SWAT.

Well, let me get a doctor to 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 up there, for God's sake.

I am not gonna do anything to stir that clown up.

I don't know how the hell

I'm gonna get SWAT to come in here with a low profile.

I thought you were Captain of this division.

Rank doesn't cut any ice with SWAT.

They got their own chain of command.

Commander 3-to-3 L-90.

All other units, stay off Tac-two.

I want the responding SWAT units at the Swim Area off Menlo.

Enter Gate 14.

I want three ambulances fully staffed.

Tell 'em to kill the siren two 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.

[ Sighs ]

Will you be home for dinner?

Be careful.

What the hell's he doing just sitting up there?

Hey, Sam, did you call the Mayor's office?

No, he's watching the game.

-He is in there? -Right.

Well, why the hell isn't he on the list?

I don't know. Somebody goofed.

They didn't get his seat number.

ANNOUNCER: First and 10. on the Baltimore 39.

Hut!

ANNOUNCER: The pass is complete to Johnson.

Baltimore at the 30-yard line.

HOLLY: Who's in command of this team?

Sergeant Button.

He's in that green car right there, sir.

Button.

I'm Captain Holly, Southwest Division.

Yes, I know.

We got a male Caucasian on top of the scoreboard in there

with a semi-automatic rifle.

Got a felony on him?

That's why you're down here.

2-17.

He butt-stroked a maintenance man off a 60-foot ladder.

I want to get this cleaned up before he starts shooting.

You ready to turn this over to us?

No, I'm not, Sergeant.

I'll let you know.

You just get your men cranked up and standby.

All right?

Beck? Where the hell's that truck?

It rolled out of station 10 minutes ago.

It should be here any second now.

You'll notice we have a few crowd considerations,

like about 100,000 of them.

That's why I'd just as soon you didn't let your people run around

in there with those M-16s,

like a bunch of stormtroopers, okay?

That's not exactly what I had in mind, Captain.

I mean, the situation is a little fuzzed up,

but I would like to put a couple of men overlooking the suspect

in the Coliseum,

on those light towers up there.

Sounds good. Go with it.

Uh, Sergeant Button, uh, Sam McKeever.

Coliseum manager.

Can I borrow this map?

We have a male Caucasian on the Coliseum tower

over the central arch.

He's armed with a semi-automatic high-powered rifle.

He's already butt-stroked a maintenance man

off of a 60-foot ladder.

And he can turn and shoot into the crowd at any time.

Before we get in any deeper,

I'd like to protect our own asses in a high-ground position.

Garrison and Rose,

get up there and give us some cover.

Right.

Decker and McCoy, you're SWAT 1.

You'll be positioned in the Northeast light tower,

overlooking the suspect's location.

Pratt and Sutherland?

-Yo. -Yo.

You're SWAT 2.

Your position will be the Southeast light tower

overlooking the suspect's location.

Remember, men,

we have over 90,000 people in that Coliseum.

There'll be no firing without my direct orders.

Because it hasn't been turned over to us yet.

That's why I'm putting you men in specific positions,

so that when it is turned over to us, we can go.

Move your asses. Let's go.

Shake it up!

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Cheering ]

Father, great work! You're praying like a champ!

[ Crowd cheering ]

ANNOUNCER: The conversion is good.

Los Angeles, 17; Baltimore, 14.

Hey, this is a football game, not a singles' bar.

Now, why don't you watch it, and shut up!

Oh, Father, listen.

If nothing goes wrong, you won't believe this,

but you're sitting next to a very, very rich man.

Honest to God.

He's been sitting up there the whole game.

He's never fired a shot.

What does that matter?

As long as we get him before he starts.

Sergeant, it's the automatic weapon that worries me.

If you don't waste him with the first shot,

he could spray the crowd.

Look, Captain, any one of my men can take out an eye at 200 yards.

I don't doubt it.

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

Just let me worry about that.

That's why you're here.

You get your men into place ready to move,

but it's no-go till we get all the VIPs out.

The VIPs?

They're probable targets.

Bullshit. Everybody's a probable target.

Sergeant, move your men.

You're making it on my shit-list here.

Give him a hand. Let's go. Come on, keep it movin'.

Let's go. Move. On the double.

Take these men to Section 28.

I don't want 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 got the doctors here now.

Oh, let's not leave them all bunched up.

Move one of those ambulances down under the scoreboard.

But keep it against the wall, out of sight.

All right, now, what about Paul?

Captain? I'm sending Angelo and Stukowsky up to the Press Box,

to keep an eye on things.

Weapons out of sight.

You're Scout One, move!

Brooker, Harmel, Gilmore, front!

I want you to see if you can gain access to that room

on the North end of the peristyle.

You're SWAT 3.

Move!

ANNOUNCER: First and 10 on the Baltimore 31.

Do you have any architectural plans, designs, blueprints?

Got all that stuff in the office.

Fuller, Beck, Lieber, front!

I want you to go with Mr...

-McKeever. -McKeever.

See, if you can find a structural way to reach the suspect.

-Okay. -All right, we're ready.

Don't-- Don't forget about Paul, will ya?

Come on, boys.

That's the man got butt-stroked off the ladder.

He's still lying up there on the roof.

-You got a doctor? -Right over there.

All right, give me a doctor. We'll put a flak vest on his ass.

Isn't that a little dangerous,

sending a civilian through a kill zone?

The whole place is a kill zone.

[ Crowd cheering ]

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

What the hell did you do that for?

You are not paying any attention to me.

I came 3,000 miles to see a ballgame.

I'm paying attention to the ballgame.

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

Do me a favor.

Have your bartender cut you off, will ya?

I've got you covered back here, Mike.

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

All right, let's go, boys!

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles returns the ball to their 34-yard line.

First down, 10 yards to go.

All right, I'm gonna get up there and tie the rope off

and send it down to you, okay?

Yeah.

You all right?

Huh?

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

Okay.

Hey, what are you guys doin'?

Water and power department.

Huh?

Water and Power. Good-bye.

ANNOUNCER: Second down, 7 yards to go for Los Angeles from their 37.

[ Jet passing overhead ]

You all set?

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

SWAT OFFICER: All right, let's go.

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

[ Dogs barking ]

[ Continued barking ]

Grab a hold of the back of my harness.

What's this?

SAM: That's the scoreboard.

SWAT OFFICER: How do we get inside?

From here, up the staircase to the scoreboard room.

Be careful, though, there's 25,000 volts up there.

[ Rattling ]

[ Rattling ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

ANNOUNCER: Time out for measurement.

Go ahead.

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

[ Rattling ]

[ Whispers ] Door.

Safety switches, you dumb shit.

ANNOUNCER: Second down and two yards to go

for Los Angeles, at the Baltimore 36.

[ Rattling ]

[ Electric hum ]

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles fumbles.

Baltimore recovers the ball on the 30-yard line.

[ Metal clank ]

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

HOLLY: That's my guess.

What's inside that tower thing there?

It's just a bare cement room

with a ladder running up the inside of the tower.

He's got a goddamn bunker there.

Yeah.

BUTTON: With that scope, he has his pick of the bunch.

I figure the President.

He's not coming now.

You don't have to worry about that.

How did you know that?

His press secretary made an announcement over the radio.

Goddammit, I told McKeever to keep that quiet.

That clown's got a radio up there.

Now he probably knows the President isn't coming.

Don't try to get logical about these kooks.

You never know who he's after.

Half the time, he doesn't know.

We figure he's waiting till the end of the game.

He'll get away in all the confusion.

There's no way down from there, except that ladder on the outside.

BUTTON: Maybe he's waiting to see what happens in the game.

Like, uh, who wins or who loses.

[ Snickers ]

That's how crazy these people are.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hut!

[ Crowd booing ]

You're sure your men have got it clear now?

They're to hold their fire.

Look, Captain, I'll be a son of a bitch if I send

those men up there wondering what the hell

it is they're supposed to be doing.

Button, what is it with you?

You just can't wait to crank up those fancy M-16s?

Look, I didn't put that man up there.

If there's a chance to get him down,

it's my responsibility.

I say, take it.

Well, dragging him down in a garbage bag

may be your idea of a routine operation.

God knows you people are good at it.

But I'm the peace officer around here,

and it scares me.

Well, let's not get too nervous about it.

All right, I'll give you your shot.

We're coming upon the two-minute warning.

You ought to have your people in place by then.

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

Fine.

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

Did you get the Mayor out of there?

Haven't found him yet.

Well, what are you standing around for, Lieutenant?

Look, what happens if the nut starts shooting

before the end of the game?

When he starts shooting, SWAT goes.

SWAT 6 to Commander 3.

MAN: Commander 3, what's he doing?

The suspect's up.

He's just walking around.

He's not carrying his rifle at this time.

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

Where the hell you been?

Stopped for a beer. You want one?

Smart ass.

Hurry up and get your safety line on.

Commander 3 to SWAT 6.

SWAT OFFICER: SWAT 6, go.

What his position?

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

like he's praying or something.

Defense! Defense!

[ Crowd chants ] Block that kick!

Block that kick! Block that kick!

Block that kick! Block that kick!

Block that kick!

Hut! Hut!

[ Players grunting ]

[ Groaning ]

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 down in row 41.

Sam, we got a man down in Section 10, row 41.

He's lying in the aisle.

Okay, we got it tied up. One more.

How about another drink, baby?

No, thanks, baby.

Your missus sure knows a hell of a lot about football.

She's not my missus.

ANNOUNCER: One minute and two seconds left in the game...

Still nervous?

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

Just don't get itchy.

He could just be a drunk.

[ Whistle blowing ]

Pete? McKeever.

SAM: It's a heart attack.

Mr. Mayor. Mr. Mayor, I want you and your wife

to get out of your seats right now.

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

[ Players grunting ]

Jesus Christ Almighty!

I'm sorry, Father.

Something I gotta tell ya.

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 glimpse of that turkey yet?

No, I can just barely make out the top of his head.

I got a lousy shot here.

ANNOUNCER: ...carries the ball for 15 yards.

Third and nine, at the 26-yard...

Mike, take a look at the Northwest light tower.

I think I see somebody moving around over there.

Yeah, there's another asshole up there, too.

Scout 1 to R-20 David.

SCOUT 1: Observe additional suspect on the Northwest light tower.

Description as follows.

Male, Caucasian, 30 years, long light hair,

wearing blue Levi jacket and has, what appears to be,

a khaki knapsack at his feet.

Roger. Copied.

Shit, it could be a professional.

Porter!

ANNOUNCER: ...downed at the 13-yard line.

Baltimore ball, first and 10.

What do you want us to do?

I think we have it under control.

Porter, give me 15 seconds.

ANNOUNCER: Third down, four yards to go.

Hey, you! What the hell are 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'm ain't bothering nobody.

MAN: Come on, get down from there!

MAN 2: Just relax.

I ain't bothering you or nobody else.

MAN: I'm gonna call the cops if you don't get down,

I'm warning ya!

MAN 2: I don't need that shit!

Take the peanuts and stick 'em.

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, sir.

Come on, let's go!

Let's go!

All clear.

At the door.

Take it easy.

[ Gasps ]

[ Grunting ]

ANNOUNCER: Second down and 7 yards to go.

Who's your friend up there?

[ Grunting ]

How much they paying you?

-[ Grunting ] -How much they paying you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

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

[ Grunting ]

Where do you come from?

[ Grunts ] Denver.

He's clean, boss.

See this asshole out of here!

Come on! Take this little prick.

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

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

SWAT 6: Yes, he's holding the rifle.

[ People talking indistinctly ]

SWAT 6 to all SWAT units.

We have lost our blimp picture.

HOLLY: You lost the what?

No, say again. You broke up.

I repeat, we have lost our blimp picture.

What the hell's going on?

I thought we had the problem solved!

TED: Well, we lost it. Come on, do something now!

R-20 David to all SWAT units.

Be advised, blimp picture out. Repeat...

Hey, Doc, there he is.

Can you get him?

Yeah, I got him in 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.

SWAT 1: He's back down.

ANNOUNCER: First down, Baltimore on the 35-yard line.

Susan, Susan, do something for me.

Tell me if you see something. Just above that scoreboard.

-Uh-uh. -Nothing out of the ordinary?

Nope, I don't see anything.

Here. Why?

Nothing.

I'm gonna be back in a second, all right?

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

-You want me to come 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: SWAT 6 to Commander 3, not yet, Captain.

Heading over to the roof.

Officer!

Excuse me.

Do you guys keep a man in the area just above the scoreboard?

Why do you wanna know?

I, uh, think I saw someone up there with a rifle.

[ Crowd cheering ]

Hey, come on, we'll take this one.

[ Horns blowing ]

What's the matter with you?

You haven't said anything in 10 minutes.

Why do you take such pleasure in telling people we're not married?

I don't take pleasure in that.

You always make a point of it, though.

Well, I'm not aware of it!

You're not aware of 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!

[ Whistle blowing ]

We, uh, we checked the microwave dish down here, and it's fine.

-MAN: You're sure. -Right.

Look, have you checked the transmitter up there?

What the hell for?

Because that's where we think the problem is.

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

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

How do you like it so far?

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

Yeah, asshole's gonna have his day

pretty well messed up.

Air 3. Orbit higher, for Christ's sakes!

[ Crowd cheering ]

PLAYER: Hut! Hut!

[ Grunting ]

[ Crowd roaring ]

I first saw him though my binoculars towards the end of the half.

What exactly did you see?

I told you, a man with a rifle.

Uh...

Looked to be a carbine or something.

-Did you tell anyone? -No.

Why?

What's going on? What, uh...?

What's happening? Tell me.

Well, you know about the guy already?

Sir, would you kindly come with us?

What for?

We're conducting an investigation.

We'd like to ask you some questions.

Yeah, okay, but I want you to be straight with me

and tell me what's happening here,

because I have my family, uh, with me.

They're in Section 24.

I want to make sure they're all right.

You're a witness in an investigation...

I understand that, and I want to cooperate with you,

but I would like to make sure that my family'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!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Take 3, Ron.

Stan, keep me honest with the commercial, sweetheart.

All right.

Just tell me why are you doing this.

And why are you doing it now?

Look, I don't give a damn about this ballgame.

I do care about us!

What the hell are you talking about?

You got us!

No, there's no such thing as ''us''

when somebody can turn to you and say,

''If don't like it, you can just get out!''

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

All right.

I don't know. I...

Are we together or aren't we together?

[ Sighs ]

I just don't want to be in the position

that every time we fight, you can tell me to get out.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Yeah, Gary, what do you see?

He's still crouched down near the wall, Captain.

All right, you son of a bitch, just stay put.

[ Players grunting ]

[ Whistle blowing ]

ANNOUNCER: Timeout on the field.

That is the two-minute warning.

That's the two-minute.

Yeah, I know, I know.

STAN: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

-STAN: We're away. -ANDY: We're on a commercial.

Commander-3 to R-20 David.

R-20 David, go.

He's all yours, Sergeant.

R-20 David to SWAT 1 and 2.

BUTTON: We have a green light.

I repeat, we have a green light.

He's up!

You know I care about you, don't you?

More than anything in 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 to get married?

Do you want to get married?

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

If 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 go to Vegas right now.

I hate for you to miss the end of the game.

Oh, no, what you mean is

that you don't wanna miss the end of the game.

Well, perhaps...

Do you wanna go to Vegas,

or do you wanna watch the end of the game?

Can't we do both?

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

Hey, you know, you have beautiful blue eyes.

And you got a big mouth.

We'll watch the end of the game, come on.

That a way to spend a honeymoon?

We're not married yet.

[ Crowd chanting ] Block that kick!

Block that kick! Block that kick! Block that kick!

[ Whistle blowing ]

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-by in the Northeast corner.

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

You know the first thing I'm gonna do after we're married?

-What? -I'm gonna buy you a used car.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Crowd chanting ] Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

Officer! A man's down!

Help him! Help him!

[ Crowd chanting ]

ANNOUNCER: Los Angeles ball, second down,

and 10 yards to go.

Pete!

Get up here!

SAM: Come on!

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

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

DECKER: He's zeroing in on us!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

Roy's down. He's been hit.

He's hanging from the line up here.

I want some men to cut him down quick.

God in heaven, you get up here quick!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Arguing ]

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

We sent for paramedics, sir.

-You move him, now! -Yes, sir.

Let's keep these people out of sight.

You, get down at the end of 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.

[ Helicopter whirring ]

Downing, Fuller, go back to the door and give us cover.

Porter, Lieber, we're the entry team.

[ Crowd chanting ] Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

Defense! Defense!

[ People clamoring ]

[ Helicopter whirring ]

ANNOUNCER: Second down, and 10 yards to go.

The ball on the 36-yard line.

Just show me a piece, and I'll blow your fucking head off!

Good-bye, asshole.

[ Gunshot ]

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 believe that!

Look at that! Here we go!

Honest to God, I don't believe it!

[ Gunshot ]

Ah!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Screaming ]

BUTTON: Let's go.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Woman screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ People screaming ]

Oh, my God! Help me, please!

[ Radio static ]

[ Gunshots ]

Jeffrey!

[ Screaming ]

[ Helicopter approaching ]

MAN: Where you going, Captain?

Shut up!

[ Gunshots continue ]

BUTTON: What the hell are you doing up here?

Damned if I know. How bad are you hit?

I'm all right.

[ All clamoring ]

Jeffrey! Jeffrey!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshots continue ]

Jeffrey! [ Screaming ]

Lucy!

Jeffrey! Jeffrey! Jeffrey!

[ People screaming ]

[ Helicopter idling ]

[ People screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Woman screaming ]

Smoke bomb.

You know how to use this?

I remember, Sergeant.

Just give it...

You wait five seconds after you throw it.

Then we'll go in on a crisscross pattern.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Lucy screaming ] AI! AI!

[ Continued screaming ]

Hold on! Hold on!

Hold on!

Come with me!

Just put your hand over here.

Now just rest on me. Just rest completely on me.

Come on, everything's gonna be all right.

Everything's okay.

[ Sirens wailing ]

Lucy! Lucy! Everything's all right.

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!

1, 2...

3...

4...

5...

[ Sobbing ]

[ Screaming ]

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

Drop the rifle and come down.

Come on, you bastard, move!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Sirens continue wailing ]

MAN: Got a piece here.

Get his dying declaration.

Listen to me. You're dying.

Now, you tell me who sent 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 transient from out of state.

All right. Cook, talk to me.

You talk to me, you miserable son of a bitch!

Where did you get that gun? Who were you trying to kill?

Answer me, you son of a bitch!

Who were you trying to kill?

Please! Don't hurt me!

[ Gasps ]

[ Exhales heavily ]

[ Ambulance sirens wailing ]

MAN: Any doctors in the crowd, please check in over here.

She all right?

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

Come on, we gotta put her in.

Where are you taking her?

USC Medical Center.

[ Crying ]

[ Sirens wailing ]

SAM: Is that? Uh...

HOLLY: His name's Carl Cook.

SAM: The hell was he?

I don't know anything more about him, Sam.

You'll be hearing a lot more about him on television

for 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 really didn't have to kill him.

Had a doctor look at that yet?

Ah, it's no big deal.

Don't be a hero, Sergeant.

I'll drop you off at the hospital.

Come on.

[ Engine starting ]