I'm a musician.
Well, I'm really a singer.
I write music for the network.
Have you heard their theme song...
"We Bring You Joy, We Bring You Strife"?
I wrote that.
You must be very proud of yourself.
It's really nothing.
Look at this.
They're all on the censored list.
And look what we have here.
This looks like black-market clothing.
- And you wrote the network jingle.
- Come on. Everybody does it.
Money.
That's what I need.
Money.
Money's not going to do you any good.
You don't have a travel pass.
You do.
Now I do.
Let's see.
Now, where should we go?
Maybe someplace warm.
I need to work on my tan anyway.
You get so pale in prison.
There you are.
Good.
Now, I'm going to untie you.
And then you're gonna get dressed.
And then you're gonna come with me.
Oh, yeah?
Well, why should I?
Because I'm going to say please.
Well, why didn't you say so?
All flights to Pretoria, Tutuville
and Mandelaburg are on schedule.
Flights to Anaconda, Chile,
are delayed several hours.
All Mideast flights are canceled
until further notice.
You'll never pull this off.
You are unarmed, outnumbered.
Face it, you're screwed.
So why don't you forget about all this
and turn yourself in?
You know...
you have a very negative attitude.
Now remember, I can break your neck
like a chicken's.
Travel pass.
What a beautiful day today.
I can practically taste
those piсa coladas.
- Right, sweetheart?
- Miss?
You didn't put it
in your purse again, did you?
Last vacation she put my credit cards
in there, and we couldn't find them.
- Here. Could you hold this, please?
- You want to move it up there?
We got a plane to catch.
Go on! Go on!
You can't live with them...
- and you can't live without them.
- This is ridiculous!
I'm warning you, I get sick...
air sick, car sick.
I'm gonna throw up all over you.
Go ahead. It won't show
on this shirt.
Help!
He's Ben Richards!
He's trying to kidnap me!
Help!
Positive ID.
Benjamin A. Richards.
Priority-one fugitive.
All units, terminal seven.
All right. We're on him.
Close in!
Go! Go! Move!
You move and you're dead!
Hi, cutie pie.
You know, one of us
is in deep trouble.
You know who I am?
I've seen you before.
You're the asshole on TV.
That's funny. I was gonna say
the same thing about you.
I saw the video of your prison break.
Sensational.
Ben, I think we might be able
to help each other out.
I've got the brains,
and you've got talent.
You've got more.
You've got talent...
you've got charisma,
and you've got balls.
That's why I pulled a few strings
to get you here.
And that's why...
I'd like you to volunteer to appear...
on tomorrow's broadcast
of The Running Man.
Fuck you.
You're a brilliant conversationalist.
A trifle limited, but brilliant.
Take a look.
Isn't that your old
schoolteacher buddy there? Huh?
There's your other buddy
who helped you in the prison infirmary.
Weiss. Laughlin.
What are you gonna do with them?
Well, that's really
up to you, Ben.
You see, I created The Running Man,
but I don't make the rules.
I got a contract
with the government.
They send me the convicts,
I put them on the show. You've seen it.
You know at least
you've got a chance.
But your buddies, Ben...
get the B list.
So if you don't do
The Running Man tomorrow...
Weiss and Laughlin...
are gonna go on...
in your place.
What do you say?
We'll see how far this clown runs
when we're done with him.
Starting barium IV.
That's a go.
Reading all systems down the line.
Your bird is singing
loud and clear.
All systems check out.
Mandibular restraint.
Interphalangic injection.
Deltoid I M injection.
- Procedure completed.
- Takes care of him.
Sons of bitches!
He's wrapped.
Knock him out till show time.
These guys never stop competing.
I get thirsty just watching them,
and in my line of work...
I can't afford that filled-up feeling.
That's why I drink Cadre Cola.
It hits the spot.
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