You know, you seem like a smart cat. Who made you sign up to be a cog in their propaganda machine?
I'm just trying to take care of my family. Just like you and your sister.
Most scenes together: Ben Richards & Hunter leader Evan McCone (5), Ben Richards & Amelia Williams (5), Ben Richards & Dan Killian (4)
You know, you seem like a smart cat. Who made you sign up to be a cog in their propaganda machine?
I'm just trying to take care of my family. Just like you and your sister.
Bobby T.
Daniel, you son of a bitch! How many times I gotta tell you, do not put bluefin in my amuse-bouche. When I pull a mercury poison on a show night... [walks up to Dan's face intimidatingly] your bouche will not be amused, Dan. [Notices Ben] Oh, is this the one?
Mm-hmm.
Is this our star?
Yep.
Oh... I know it's weird to see me in real life, but you get used to it. I'm flesh and blood just like you are. [Puts hand on Ben's shoulder] My robot puts my pants on one leg at a time.
Classic Bobby.
Do not shake your dick at the crowd. That's a bad note. He looks great. [Walks onto stage]
Obedience.
Never.
Heroism.
Useless.
Technology.
Abuse.
Freedom.
Nope.
Authority.
Burn.
Anarchy.
When.
Justice.
Hilarious.
Family.
Everything.
Next image. [Plays levitating hologram of rohrscach-esque animating complex patterns] What do you see?
Cutest puppy ever.
What about this one?
Aw, it's my favorite flower. Giving me a hug.
Final image. Tell me about it.
Infinite bunnies getting sucked into a naive tornado, spraying blood all over the galaxy.
And Mr. Richards, you are quantifiably the angriest man to ever audition for our shows.
Well, that really pisses me off.
Proceed directly to your next destination. Final assessment.
I like my bacon extra crispy!
The seatbelt sign is now off. Feel free to move about the cabin.
Hey Richards, six minutes to showtime. You should get that last meal before they clear me to blow your head off in front of a couple billion people.
Oh yeah? You know, you should really put some makeup on before the show starts.
Do it! Do it, tough guy!
Why are you doing this?!
See if I twitch!
Show him the bomb! Show it to him before he shoots you and kills us all!
No, just show it! [Evan pulls her away] 'Cause I don't want to feel like this anymore! Do you **** hear me?! I'm done!
Let's calm down.
I'm **** done! [Evan seats her]
Alright Richards, what if I offer you an amnesty deal and an exit visa?
You're nothing but a Halloween costume. You can't offer me shit!
How about I offer you a deal? You tell your hunters in the cockpit to do what I tell them. Otherwise... I blow up this jet and everyone on it!
Ben, I admire your commitment to the bet but we're short on time so... I'll be blunt. We know you're bluffing. The Flying V Mark II has scanners built into the doors. It's been wildly entertaining. But you can give Amelia her lovely handbag back now. [Evan laughs, Ben sits and takes out Amelia's bag, throws it on ground and Evan walks up to Ben with gun drawn] Evan? Evan, don't.
That's game.
Safety of that weapon, sir.
Evan, are you insane? The show hasn't even started. Hand over your gun and go to the back of the jet. [Evan hands over gun to pilot] Thank you. [Evan walks to back] You can remain there until I say otherwise. I need a moment to have a word with Mr. Richards. To discuss a sensitive matter. [Dan appears on screen near Ben] Let's keep this between us. You know, it wasn't too long ago that someone with my job thought it was more important to force some hypocritical moral message down society's throat than to simply entertain them. They forgot about the power of illusion, the power of the star, which is what you are, Richards. And this is why we want to offer you your own show. Now picture it. A former runner, redeemed through righteous vengeance, turns his life around to become a lethal force for good. They call him... The Hunter. The board has authorized me to pay you five million new dollars per season. There's only one condition. Sit back, watch the intro, and when Bobby cues you, kill every hunter on that jet. Conditions met, I'll remote pilot you back to the studio jet port where the president of the United States will induct you as hunter number six. [Waves hand] Another title idea I'm playing with. The data says the revenge plot... revenge.
Revenge for what? Who is gonna root for a guy who kills your national heroes? [Dan squints eyes] I call bullshit, Dan. [Dan waves hand]
Let me worry about the creative.
No deal. The truth, then.
Revenge for your wife and child.
Why would I ever believe you?
Because. If they were still alive, I'd hold them at gunpoint and force you to do whatever I want. And torture them right in front of you. I didn't want to show you this. But I'm out of time to save your life. [Screen shows footage of hit squad arriving at apartment door] The hunter you killed was part of a tight crew. McCone and the men in that cockpit flew to Co-Op City, to Sheila and Kathy's secret uptown location.
No.
They badged their way past the family alliance agents and... I'm sorry, Ben. Not all accidents are happy. [Hit squad opens fire into apartment and Ben screams primally hitting screen] We want you to win. The audience is already on your side. Once I show them footage of McCone and his men killing your family, they will follow you into hell. Think of what this does for your narrative. Thirty seconds to showtime, Ben. You'll find a gun by the coffee station in the galley. But if you don't sign before the theme music ends, I'll order the bastards that killed your family to kill you, too. [Ben grabs screen out of stand and smashes it on table]
What's happening?
Tune in and find out.
Everyone, everyone. Please settle. Now, now. [To camera] We start today's episode with a heavy heart. We here at the Running Man believe in following the rules. So it pains me to tell you that one of our most important rules has been broken by the very men we entrust to enforce them. Chief McCone and his hunters. And that rule is... [holds up cue cards] we protect the Runner's family from harm. No one would play if we didn't. We thought it only fair to let Richards administer the penalty for this grave infraction. [First Officer Duninger gets gun] As we go live to Richards, we pray he has what it takes.
Hey, Richards. You making coffee?
Yeah. How do you take it?! [Shoots Duninger and engages two other pilots in struggle for firearms, causing the plane to drop down]
Altitude alert. Remote pilot engaged. Disengaged. [Finishes off two pilots in free fall] Altitude alert. Remote pilot engaged.
And then... there was one. Three hunters down. But the deadliest among them is still somewhere on this jet.
He took the other parachute. I couldn't stop him.
Strap that on. Keep your head down.
The prey has become the predator. Evan cone is trapped. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Mr. Williams is checking all of the flying V's in executive toilets. It's four. The fuse has been lit. It's just a matter of time. Okay, here we go. The moment of truth.
Uh-oh. That's gotta be disappointing. The tension is higher than ever Running fans. It all comes down to this.
Whoa!
No!
You wanna know who's stopping you from seeing your kid again? You! [Smacks Ben's head against a mirror shattering it.
That had to hurt! [Ben smashes Evan into a mirror]
No!
Oh, no. Richards has taken a savage blow!
Shut the **** up Bobby! [To Ben, taking off sunglasses] If this is how they fire me, what do you think they'll do to you? Chump. You think you're the only Runner ever got offered a deal? You think surviving two weeks and change makes you big shit? [Pulls mirror shard out of left eye] Try 29 days. What's more likely? A: I killed your family. B: Killian sold you just the right lie to get a bloodbath season finale. Or C: you're too **** stupid to figure it out? [Picks up gun from floor] Take it from someone who took the deal to be a hunter instead of the hunted. The only time you'll ever see your family again is when they torture them in front of you. [Loads magazine in gun] **** with your head enough to make you wanna kill it all away.
You're full of shit. You're all full of shit.
Truth is...? [Aims gun at Ben and Amelia gasps] ...I'm doing you a favor. [McCone shoots, but misses as the plane tips and the interior loses air pressure]
Cabin pressure compromised. Emergency doors disarmed.
Hey, Killian! You think I need a gun to waste this loser?! [To Ben, who he pulls a knife on] You outran Fate. You can't hide from Destiny! This is my show now! [Ben activates McCone's parachute, pinning him against the wall of the plane. Ben stalks up to him] Do it, tough guy! See if I twitch!
These are adorable.
Oh, no, sorry, those aren't mine.
That guy outside bought them for you, Mrs. Richards? Groceries, too?
That's... not my name.
Let's test out those contacts.
Okay.
Can you read anything on that shelf?
All right. "BFE 20." Holy shit. How do you have black Irish?
That's not for sale.
Yeah, like I put that shit in my pocket. Only took a couple grams to blow up fatbergs in the sewers uptown.
BFE. Big **** explosion. So what's your plan?
I don't know. Lay low with my own kind?
Your own kind will sell you out in a heartbeat. I'd find the busiest place you can and disappear in the crowd. That's my advice. Well, uh... you can leave the same way you came.
Molie... I had to do it.
No, you didn't. [Places box on desk with Ben opening it to discover a work uniform shirt] I was going to bring you on here. Sort of as a partner. I should have told Sheila yesterday. But I wanted to tell you myself. Hey. Too late for that now. [Closes box and picks it up] Well... [shakes Ben's hand] Godspeed. See you on big screen.
He's blind, you **** idiot.
We interrupt the Americanos for a live update from the Running Man.
Who even likes this show?
The Poors. Duh.
Zaza!
They're the only ones dense enough to think it's real.
I know, it's so fake.
Are those my jello hoobas?
I don't know. Are they?
I told you. Never ever wear my shoes. Ever. Your feet smell like dead mice. Now I have to burn them.
You're an insane person.
What is going on here?
Mom, she stole my shoes. Because I literally put them in my shoe cubby. Take off my freaking shoes.
Are you serious?
Get off me!
You're the one who reported me!
It wasn't me! I ain't no rat!
Oh yeah?
Let me go! I'm gonna get Big Bro to take care of you.
You think your Big Bro can kick my ass after what I just went through?
He's not gonna kick your ass. He's gonna save it. You need help. Man, you gotta get off these streets, man!
Suspect at large. Curfew at large.
Goons and Zooms all up in this bitch. Everyone's looking for you! Hey. Hey, stay here. [Picks up envelope and gets on bicycle] I'll be right back! I got you Richards.
Thanks. You didn't have to do that back there.
No problem.
Wrong! No helping, welf! [attempts to shock Ben only to be thwarted]
You have successfully yielded. Nice!
Oh, hey, Richards. You've been pulled over by the Rustic Rock Mulisha Boyz. We're here to secure our homestead in the name of the network!
Don't worry, lady! We're the good guys! Just step out of the car. You'll be safe with us. It's him we want. :Ben Richards: Just go. [The Running Man camera ball opens automatic fire on the two militia men and destroys their truck]
What the **** is happening?!
The producers just killed Network Mulisha instead of me.
They wouldn't do that! All those men were just trying to protect me from you!
What is it going to take for you to get... I'm not the bad guy! [Slams revolver on dashboard with Amelia grabbing it and pointing it at Ben]
Take the car! Just drive away! I don't want to hurt you!
You think they're going to let you walk after seeing that? You're on the show now.
No, I'm not!
Richards lives. And this time, he's got a hostage. Amelia Williams, a 27-year-old realtor from Bangor, Maine. [Faked overhead footage of Amelia waving from vehicle window]
Help me! He's got a gun!
Welcome to the Running Man.
Help me, please!
The crisis continues as Miss Williams Gray Alpine heads north on Rustic Rock Siding Road. The hostage situation has triggered the NCG to go into full tactical alert.
Turn it off!
Miss Williams was carjacked and kidnapped by- [Ben complies]
Yeah, it's a circus, all right.
So they're just going to keep filming us?
If a runner gets good ratings, they let him run.
Oh, God. Is that a blockade?
Oh, shit. All right. If we play our parts, they'll let us pass.
Oh, shit, shit, shit.
Okay. Just keep driving. We're not going to shoot.
How do you know?
Because they're going to wait for the show to start. Do it live.
Do what live?
Kill me.
They're waving us through. Why are they turning for you when I'm the hostage? Unbelievable.
Amelia? Can you give me the gun?
Why not? You're obviously the hero.
Trust me. I don't think we're going to need this anymore. [Throws gun out window]
Record and report. State your claim.
Oh, my God. I just saw Ben Richards. I'm sorry. Wait. I am Ben Richards. And if you don't want to be the reason Amelia dies... get this message to Killian.
Do what he says please.
You heard the lady.
Hey! I'm talking to you! Come back here you little shit! You listen to me. You stay out of my stash! I catch you in that basement again, I'm gonna stomp you!
And I'm gonna get Big Bro to take care of you! He'll kick your cow-ass over the moon! [Makes a derisive gesture]
Beat it!
Live update! Let's go! Our hunters are hard at work near a Co-op City Netmart where Mr. Jansky is flirting with the clerk that just reported him. Let's find out if he's also flirting with death.
Uh... I guess.
I heard there's this guy on there who kinda looks like me and he's really hot or something, I don't... I don't know.
I don't know.
I'm gonna come back in a little bit and I'm gonna try and ask you out again.
Yeah?
Jesus, Tim.
And that's Jansky stepping out with his breakfast burrito.
Will it be his final meal? [Hunters disguised as construction workers start moving in on Timothy]
Come on.
The fuse has been lit. It's just a matter of time.
Get out of there, buddy.
Better eat up, Tim. Enjoy those last bites before it's last rights.
Move, move! You're walking! It's the **** running man!
Here we go.
Bang!
God.
And Jansky crosses the finish line! That's one down and two to go! Watch tonight at 8 to see if Jenny Laughlin and Ben Richards are still on the run! How long do they have left?! Tune in and find out!