from the Bakersfield
massacre
before they edited
for broadcasting.
Where did you
hide that?
It's none
of your business.
Hey,
what the hell-uh!
Six minutes.
Begin satellite
coding sequence.
Load uplink code into
transponder grid.
Shunt power
to main circuits.
Mr. Spock,
you have the com.
Who's Mr. Spock?
Come on.
Let me hear it now.
Whoo! Whoo!
Welcome to the postgame
wrap-up show.
Ladies,
I loved you.
Thank you,
young man.
Hello, you're
on the air.
Hi, Damon.
I'm Wendy.
I have a question
about Dynamo.
Is he seriously hurt?
He'll be fine.
Good luck.
He's under
factory warranty.
You, too.
You're on the air.
I feel bad about
the dead stalkers.
May I make a donation
to their families?
What a darling.
Send your checks
to the patriot's fund,
care of this station-
3,
2,
1.
That's it.
We got that baby!
Those contributions
are tax deductible.
Who loves you,
and who do you love?
Damon!
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Hey, what's
going on?
We don't lie...
like our
previous winners,
Whitman, Price,
and Haddad.
There they are,
at this very moment,
basking under the Maui sun,
their debt to society
paid in full.
Watch...
that screen.
yankee nine-niner.
What's
the crowd's status?
Food riot in progress.
Approximately
1500 civilians.
No weapons evident.
Proceed with plan alpha.
Eliminate anything moving.
The crowd is unarmed.
There are lots
of women and children.
All they want is food!
Proceed with plan alpha.
All rioters must be eliminated.
I won't fire
at helpless people.
Where's it coming from?
The network
satellite.
Abort mission.
Return to base.
Don't touch that dial.
Detain Richards.
Proceed as ordered.
Richards, what
are you doing?
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ladies and gentlemen!
Please bear with us!
We're experiencing
technical difficulties!
Bullshit!
It's showtime!
Get the people out!
Come on!
Huh!
Uhh!
Thought it was funny
out in the zone.
What's
the matter now?
Why aren't you laughing?
Because there's nothing funny
about a dickless moron
with a battery
up his ass!
Uhh!
Uhh!
Out! Out!
I'll show you
dickless!
Aah! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Aah! Aah!
Get out of the way!
Get down! Down!
Aah!
Go!
Hello, cutie pie.
One of us
is in deep trouble.
Ha ha ha!
Sven, do you
want to talk
to Mr. Richards?
Well?
I got to score
some steroids.
You look pissed, Ben.
Believe me,
you got every right to be.
But will you
let me explain?
This is television.
It's nothing to do
with people.
It's ratings.
For 50 years,
we've told them what to eat,
what to drink,
what to wear.
Ben, don't you
understand?
Americans
love television.
They wean
their kids on it.
They love game shows,
they love wrestling.
They love sports
and violence.
So what do we do?
We give them
what they want!
We're
number one, Ben.
That's
all that counts.
Believe me.
I've done this
for 30 years.
I haven't been
in show business
as long as you have,
but I'm giving
the audience
what I think
they want.
Aah!
Ooh!
You bastard!
Drop dead!
I don't do requests.
No!
Aaaahhhhh!
Well, that hit the spot.
Yeah!
Yah hah!
Yee hah!
All right! Yeah!
Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards!
Richards! Richards!
This is no game
standing in the dark
I swear I heard you
calling my name
and I knew
things had changed
no pain, no gain
somethin' in your eyes
just told me
that this nightmare would end
and I had found a friend
shout it
from the highest steeple
let it out
to all the people
you hit the right spot
no more lonely nights
with a restless heart
roll the dice
make a brand-new start
when the world you knew
got shattered
you and me
were all that mattered
just one way I'm gonna lose
this restless heart
runnin' away with you
human again
I take you in my arms
and hold you
'til the fear is all gone
and now the race is won
shout it
from the highest