Yo, Molie!
What?
You don't see me on the hatch?
I saw you two blocks away on the infrared. What do you want?
Look, I need... two I.D. cards and a gun.
Forget it. I don't do guns. Go see Mickey on 3rd.
What in the hell is your problem, man?
The Running Man? What are you thinking?
I don't know.
I had you pegged for smart.
Look, I didn't have a choice. Kathy was sick.
Do you know how much danger you put me in coming here? Do you want to kill yourself? Fine. But leave me out of it. Okay? You got it? [Ben walks away] Goddamn it, Ben. I.D.s are 100. [Ben walks back] It's 30 each for costumes and accessories. I got a priest. I've got a combat veteran. I've got an exec. And the rush order makes it two. 200 new. All in.
Okay.
Go hide out in survival. It's aisle 5. I'm going to lock the incinerator.
Oh, I already did.
You don't mind if I check, do you?
You sell a lot of these?
I can't keep them in stock. Those TVs don't watch you back. Come on.
Is this going to work?
Absolutely. [Ben poses in disguise for I.D. photo]
