Congratulations, Mr. McVries. The cash prize is yours. So tell me, son. What's your wish?
The whole nation is watching, son. What's your wish?
I want... [stands up] ...I want a carbine.
You'll have one.
No. [points to rifle held by a soldier] I want that carbine. To give to my kids one day.
Sir?
Give him his wish. He won't shoot anyone, boys. He's won too much, and remember. This one wants to make the world a better place. Isn't that right, son?
Hold your fire or I'll ****in' shoot!
Hold your fire, boys!
I'll ****in' shoot!
That's all right, son. No harm done...not yet. Put the gun down. The whole world is waitin' for you. There's more riches than you can possibly imagine. Put the gun down. The prize is yours for the takin'. Don't throw it away.
This is for Ray.
[shoots and kills the Major, sees the street now silent and empty, then drops the rifle and walks away]

