"Stay!" "Charlie." "Mmm." "Come back to bed, Charlie." "I'm lonely." "I need some lovin'." "Come on, it's Sunday, for God's sake." "Are you religious?" "Championship Sunday." "Come on back to bed, Charlie." "I can't." "Team meeting at 7:30." "Then kiss my ass." "I'd love to." "Just not enough time." "Are you checking out, sir?" "I'll get your bill for you." "Are you okay?" "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" "As a person or as a quarterback?" "As a person, I'm delighted to make more money than the President." "As a quarterback, I don't know." "I may have the heart of a lion but these knees belong to medical science." "Those knees were okay last night." "In fact, everything was okay last night." "Here's your change, sir." "Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty." "And your receipt." "Thank you for staying with us and please come again the next time you're in L.A." "Good morning, boys." "Good morning." "Sam, Sam." "It's 8:00 in the morning, wait for some time." "So give us a phone number!" "Oh, Captain, uh, listen, Sam's asking for seven more men down at the Coliseum." "Look, I got a 150 men out there for 10 blocks around the Coliseum now pulling traffic." "If somebody..." "Excuse me." "Somebody find me 10 more men for traffic maybe then he can have seven for the Coliseum." "Ontensionin theMid-East accordingtosourcesat theStateDepartment." "AttheUN  andtheCouncilWoman believesactionby  propertyowners mayprovidesome taxpayerrelief." "Ata quarterof thehour it'sa beautifulsunnyday  hereintheSouthland." "Perfectweather forthisafternoon's ChampionshipTencontest." "Withdetailson  theseason'sbiggame anda roundupof  othersportsnews,here's FredGallagher." "Fred?" "Chuck,it'llbe  Baltimore,LosAngeles, beforea capacitycrowd 90,000plusat  theL.A.Coliseum." "Andmillionsmore onNationalTelevision anticipatingperhaps themostevenlymatched Championshipgamein  thehistoryof theleague." "Thepivotalperformer Baltimore'sBlueCross quarterback,CharlieTyler, hopingtonursehis  bandagedkneesthrough justonemoregame." "TheLakershost divisionsleading..." "I'm gonna kill you!" "You chickenshit." "You chickenshit son-of-a-bitch." "R-20 David to all SWAT units." "It's a Code Four." "We have the suspect in custody." "Do you mind if I ride alongside?" "It's a free country." "Andwe'llhaveliveupdates throughoutthegame." "AndI 'llbeback in30minuteswithmore  fromtheworldofsports." "Chuck." "  Thanks, Fred." "Checkingtheweather pictureforL.A. andvicinity, slightlywarmerwith lighttomoderatesmog intheinlandvalleyareas andsomeevening lowclouds." "Hello, Bob, how you doing?" "Hey, Charlie, you old horse, how the hell are you, huh?" "Good to see you." "Good to see you." "How you feeling?" "I feel great." "Can you use a ticket?" "Yeah, sure, I can use it, it's a big game today." "I want you there." "I'll be there." "It's a long time since Boston College." "I was on the same plane with you." "I couldn't help but notice how attractive you are." "You know, you have a very beautiful mouth." "Yeah, so do you, but it's big." "Go away, lady, or I'll call a cop." "I am a cop." "Well, then, kiss me, I'm crazy about cops." "Hey, let's get a room." "We came 3,000 miles to see a ball game." "Let's see that ball game." "Come on, let's get a room." "So what's the morning line?" "Baltimore minus two points." "Where'd the two points come from since yesterday?" "Tyler's knee?" "You sure?" "Thank you." "They say Tyler's knee is as good as new." "You gonna bet Baltimore?" "They're full of shit." "Okay, that's enough." "That's enough." "Tyler's knee is mush." "I know." "Trainer's a buddy of mine." "Hello, Max." "Stu." "Stu Fablue." "Listen, I want L.A. plus two points, right?" "Okay, give me Los Angeles, plus two points for 30 grand." "That's what I said, Max." "30 grand." "Trendsexpected tocontinueon WallStreet thiscomingweek, followingFriday's heavytradingand encouragingclosingfigures." "Spurredbyahike intheprimerate andtheCommerceDepartment's reportofanothermonthlygain  intheindexofleading..." "Hey, are you sore at me?" "Forget it!" "You are sore." "Now why in the hell should I be sore at you?" "You came on with every guy in the airplane." "If it wasn't the pilot, it was the guy across the aisle, and then some poor son-of-a-bitch that couldn't even speak English!" "Now, why can't you just sit there and pay attention to me?" "Oh, hey, you know I didn't mean anything." "I was just being friendly." "Hey, taxi!" "Get in." "Five, four, three, two." "Come on, Ben!" "Touchdown!" "That's enough!" "Michael!" "You're really testing me, aren't you?" "Testing, testing, one-two-three, testing." "Oh, very cute!" "Nothing to eat till we get there." "How long will it be?" "Who wants a mint?" "KIDS:" "I do!" "You want a mint?" "Hey, nobody gets a mint." "All right?" "I don't want any of that stuff." "He loves them." "He may love it, but I don't want him to have that stuff." "Now, cut it out!" "Just one." "Just one, Michael." "It's just one mint." "Just watch where you're going!" "Would you, please?" "They can each have a mint." "Michael, stop being depressed." "Come on." "If you wanna spend your life in a dentist's chair, that's beautiful for you, but don't wish it on the kids, all right?" "I gotta go to the bathroom, Dad." "So do I." "Come on." "Michael, you're not gonna get to me." "Let's hear it for your father." "Mr. Sandman, there's a call for you." "I'm sorry to disturb you." "That's all right." "It's on 736." "Here, buy yourself a mountain." "Thank you." "Thank you, Mr. Sandman." "Hello, Sandman here." "Oh, hello, Mr. Green, how are you?" "Oh, no trouble at all." "Sure, I'll be right up." "Bye-bye." "Honey, a friend of mine wants to see me." "I'll be right back." "Listen, why don't you go into the gift shop, buy yourself a little goody." "First come here." "Go, Eddie!" "Go, baby!" "All right!" "Please, don't put this down." "Watch it, bro." "Fireunits standingbywhere aconstructioncrew accidentallybroke anaturalgaspipeline ." "Noevacuationin thearea isunderway, butresidents arebeingaskedto shutoffpilotlights..." "Mr. Green in?" "What do you say, Stu?" "Mr. Green." "Hey, Manny." "Stu." "Mr. Green, you look great." "What can I do for you?" "Well, for starters, you can pay me the 28 G's you owe me." "Hey, no sweat, I'll have that for you Wednesday night, honest." "Well you see, Stu, I'd like to see that money in my pocket before you make any new bets." "You understand?" "Yeah, but, see, I can't do that, Mr. Green." "I'll have it for you Wednesday night, honest." "Drinks will be on me, Wednesday night." "What's the matter?" "What you doing?" "What you doing?" "Oh, don't, no, Mr. Green, please, I didn't mean it!" "I didn't..." "Ah!" "Mr. Green." "Ah, Jesus Christ." "Oh, God..." "Please, please, Mr. Green!" "Don't let me!" "Oh, oh..." "Please, please, listen." "I hear you been spreading a lot of money around town, Stu." "Money you don't got." "What the hell you wanna do a thing like that for?" "You listen." "I just hope you picked the right team today, Stu, because if I don't get that 28 G's in my pocket before sundown, you're gonna take another trip out the window, and next time nobody holds the ankles." "You got it?" "I got it!" "I got it." "Get out!" "Here's a place to park right up there." "Oh, come on, it's $5." "It's crazy!" "Well, you wanna walk a mile?" "Good morning, Ross, how are you?" "Hi, Ginny!" "A little coffee, darling?" "The lenses have been changed. 16:1 is on five and eight." "10:1 is across from the other with the elements that you ordered." "Onlythreelives werelostin thecrash oftheCzechairliner whenitputdownonalake  neartheAustrianborder." "Thisjusthandedme." "TheCaliforniaHighwayPatrol hasdeclared abigalertineffectonthe  NorthboundHarborFreeway attheVernonoff  inthisafternoon." "TheCHPis suggesting motoristsintheareatake  surfacestreetswherepossible foratleast thenext45 minutes." "Thatlocationagain, theHarbor..." "Oh, John, would you watch it?" "Sorry, Mom." "Jesus!" "Want a potato chip?" "No, thanks." "Hey, you better get those kids in to lunch, huh?" "John." "It's gettin' late." "Robert." "Come on." "Come on in." "You hungry?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Me, too." "Okay." "No, Robert, this isn't for you, it's for everybody." "Here." "Oh, John, this is a good one for you." "Is she cute?" "Huh?" "Not bad." "Great." "AndtheCouncil okayedthesixand ahalf  percentpayhike bringstoaclose thetensesituation whichatonepoint hadnegotiatorsalmost atanimpasse overcontractagreement." "Inotherlabornews, asettlementis beingironed outbyFederalmediators onthegovernment conciliations tentativelyonathreeyear  contractinvolving5,500..." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Excuse me." "Are you going to the game?" "Yeah." "What seat are you in?" "Me, too." "I don't know." "Really?" "Have a good day." "Okay." "Hey, wait up, will you, guys?" "Come on, lover, get your act together." "Will you guys wait for me?" "Come on, give me a break, will you?" "Coliseum, please!" "Well, should be a good day." "Oh, I hope so." "Uh, Parker, John, Larry, let's see you zoom it all the way in on your lens, baby." "Twelve, 35, 15." "All right, everything's looking good." "We're less than 10 minutes before air." "I don't have a picture from the blimp yet." "Hey, can you, can you see?" "I don't know how." "When you gonna get this guy a haircut?" "He looks like a hippie." "How can you see?" "I don't understand it." "I can see." "So can you." "Everybody can see." "Now, don't be wise, all right?" "Keep moving, folks, step right through." "Any gate." "Come on, have your tickets ready." "Souvenir programs." "Get your programs here." "Come on, I need a picture from the rubber rocket." "Gotta have it." "Hook me up to the Goodyear Blimp." "Uh, Ted, check with the, uh, microwave on the Tower." "Let me see how that looks." "Frank, you and Hal standby..." "Just coming in?" "All right, put it on the line." "Gary, Pan across..." "Pan right across the city there and onto the stadium, Gary." "Atta boy, that looks good." "Now, Frank, you and Howard stand by, we'll be with you in a minute." "We're just checking out some lenses, babe." "Ron, keep five." "On, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen..." "Come on, kids." "Right through here." "That's it." "Tickets, please." "Tickets, please." "Tickets." "That's it." "Come on, lady, keep moving." "Keep moving, lady." "Come on, tickets, please." "Tickets." "Souvenirs." "Hats, pennants!" "I want a pennant." "Can I have a pennant?" "Oh, Michael, come and get them a pennant." "How much are the pennants?" "BARKER:" "Two bucks." "Gimme two of them." "Daddy, can I have a hat?" "How about a hat?" "Come on." "I want a hat." "I want a hat!" "No hats." "Daddy, can we get a hat?" "No hats." "I said." "All right?" "I don't need a hat." "Come on, here you go." "I don't want a hat, buddy." "Okay?" "Why don't you try the hat." "No, I don't..." "I don't want a hat, all right?" "You got the tickets?" "Mister, my dad lost his job and he doesn't have any money." "Oh, baby, come here." "How much are the hats?" "$5 each." "Well, give me four of them." "Get your hats and pennants right here." "Robbery, buddy." "Thank you." "Hey, you all right?" "Right this way." "Souvenirs." "Hats, pompoms!" "Come on folks, step right up." "Step right up." "Today'sgameis asellout." "Pleasesitin your assignedseats." "Showyourticketstub totheushers." "Governor, is it true that you and Governor Diller are going to sit together during the game?" "Well, I should hope so." "Governor and Mrs. Diller are here today in honor of Mrs. Ogden, myself, and the State of California." "Which I consider mighty hospitable." "Especially since Baltimore's gonna win." "Do you mind, ladies?" "Do you mind, ladies?" "You can pull in your knees a little." "Sam, 20 men?" "That two full squads." "I know you got a big crowd on your hands, but how am I supposed to come up..." "Hey, come on, now." "I got the Governor here." "I've got two Governors." "I got seven Senators, two astronauts." "I've even got an Arab Oil Prince." "Got nothing to do today but watch the football game." "Let's hope that the Israeli Consul General just stays home and watches television." "Now, the President might be here at half-time." "I thought that was off?" "Well, they might put it on again." "Everybody wants his picture in the paper." "All right, I'll have to see what I can do with the other division." "I'll, uh, call Metro, maybe they can spare somebody." "Come in on line three, will you, baby?" "All right, give me a time check." "Uh, you got it, three minutes to air." "I got video." "Okay, now take 'em, now's the time." "Come on, come on, this way." "Watch it, huh?" "Let's go, let's go, this way." "Right this way." "Get one for your..." "Baltimore, souvenirs, hats, pompoms." "Excuse me." "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm all right." "Okay, Howard, standby, you're listening to Stan's count." "Five, four, three..." "Standby to fade up." "...two, one." "We're on." "Now hit the matte and fade up." "Go, Howard." "Livefrom LosAngeles MemorialColiseum, it'sChampionshipTen LosAngelesagainst Baltimore." "Helloagain,everyone, I'mHowardCosell, alongwithFrankGifford." "Wedon'thaveto buildthisoneupforyou." "Thetitlegame forallthemarbles." "There'smorethan 91,000people jammedintothestadium, watchingmostclosely, ofcourse,theopposition quarterbacks." "Here'sGiffto tellyou  aboutthem." "CharlieTyler, uh,Howard, wewatchedhim formanyyears." "He'sinhis13thseason." "Thequestionabout CharlieTyler,willthose twobadkneesholdup?" "Matte is out." "Standby for the next, uh, Lloyd Braum okay." "It's out." "Standby for his shot." "As it comes up lay a matte in there for me." "Hiscounterpart, ayoungster,LloydBraum, ofSanDiegoState." "He'sonly24 yearsold  buthe'shadanincredible secondhalfof theseason." "Comingoffthebenchtobecome thefirstblackevertolead ateamto theChamp inthisgame." "Fansandbothteamsare statisticallyveryclose." "Afieldgoalcouldbe thedecidingfactor." "Anddon'tforget, inChampionshipplay incaseof atie , wegointo suddendeath overtime." "Totherightofyour screen, forty-fiveyearsof age, outofWisconsin." "Nevermadeit big asa player, butasacoach, he'sled..." "Hi." "Hi." "Andnumber16 ,CharlieTyler andheadcoachDan Edwards." "Take two." "Mike Robbins is starting today." "Mike Robbins?" "Yeah." "Who's Mike Robbins?" "Quarterbacker, I think." "Flankerback." "I hear Charlie Tyler's knees are really bad." "Yeah, they could go out any time." "Well, Baltimore has to win, we came all this way." "They'll win." "Did you bet on the game?" "We've been living together for five years and you ask me if I bet on the game?" "Of course, I bet on the game." "Ladiesandgentlemenour  NationalAnthemwillbesung  bythewellknown televisionpersonality MervGriffin." "¶Oh,say,can you see" "¶Bythedawn's earlylight" "¶Whatso proudlywehailed" "¶Atthetwilight's lastgleaming" "¶Whosebroadstripes andbrightstars" "¶Throughtheperilousfight" "¶Ortherampartswewatch" "Hi, honey." "Hi, honey." "Hungry?" "Yeah, medium, okay?" "Okay." "Give me that!" "Mommy, he took the ball." "Mom, is my hamburger ready?" "Not yet, honey." "¶Gaveproofthroughthenight" "¶Thatourflag wasstillthere" "¶Oh,saydoesthat  starspangledbanner" "¶Yetwave... ¶O 'erthelandofthefree" "¶Andthehome" "¶Ofthebrave¶" "He got a standing ovation." "I think we've had enough of this bourgeois." "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Therefereefortoday's gamewillbe JohnSheldon." "Onedifferent fromtheother, buteach mostsuccessful athistrade." "AndJimGibsonwill endthelongwait takenatthe 10-yardlinetherebyJohnny Sanchez." "He'soutofthe20..." "Onemighthavesuspected that61Zuckman wouldbeleading thecharges." "He'sa superbplayer onthisspecialteam anda forceof ..." "Baltimore'sball." "Seconddownandtwo  ontheirown36yard line ." "Okay, you got the play all the way, Bob." "Three-19." "The left flank, hut!" "Gilmorehastheball, it'llbeatouchdown." "All the way, baby!" "I can't believe it!" "I can't believe it!" "You guys don't learn and you asked for it!" "You asked for it!" "Gilmore." "On for theconversionJeffBrewer." "HoldingisCharlieTyler." "It'sgood." "AndBaltimorehas asevento nothinglead." "Oh, shit!" "What's the score?" "Baltimore, seven to nothing." "Hell of a run." "Excuse me, ladies." "Oh." "Sorry." "Excuse me, ladies." "WOMAN:" "Ow!" "I'm sorry." "Father?" "Hmm?" "You're sitting on my jacket." "Oh." "I'm sorry." "I don't believe a man can't feel it." "I don't believe it." "What's the score?" "I'm losing." "I mean, Los Angeles is losing!" "Baltimore seven, nothing." "What you looking at me like that for?" "Are you all right?" "Father, I got a bundle riding on Los Angeles." "Right now, they look like shit." "Excuse me, Father." "Hey, you wanna do me a favor?" "Put in a prayer for Los Angeles." "Actually, I'm for both sides." "Aw, you guys are always for both sides." "Do me a favor, will you?" "Put in a little extra for L.A." "I need it." "I really could use it, honest to God." "I sure could use it." "Here's, uh, the rundown on that shooting up on Sunset this morning, Captain." "Oh, good game." "Looks bad for L.A., though." "Yeah." "That was a sniper, working out of the 12th floor of a hotel just off the freeway." "A single shot from a high-powered rifle right through the heart." ""Married, two kids."" "Who the hell would wanna kill an assistant professor of botany?" "Who knows?" "Some nut, I guess." "JeffBrewer kicksoffforBaltimore." "Andtakingit is ..." "Oh, shit, come on." "Hefumblestheball, picksitup ,movesup lookingforthatgap ..." "Or, some nut, looking for target practice probably." "About the only thing we know is that he was white." "That's a big help." "White, black, that doesn't take you any place." "The thing with these freaks is you got no M.O." "Nothing!" "Well, at least it didn't happen in our division." "LosAngelesballonthe 27yardlinefirstand..." "Hut!" "It's my first game." "My name is Al." "You know, somebody's about to get hurt." "If they send that guy over tackle again they'll nail him." "L.A.,seconddown, twoyardsto go  fromtheirown35." "That'stheend ofthefirstquarter withthescore" "Baltimoreseven, LosAngeles,nothing." "Great seats, huh?" "Jeffrey always goes first class." "Way to go, Jeff." "Are you a doctor?" "Yeah, how'd you know?" "Dirty shoes and clean white hands." "Lot of guys have clean hands." "But not that clean." "It must have taken you 10 years at least to get 'em that clean." "What are you doing, a commercial or what?" "Morning." "LosAngeles'ballon theirown35 ,2nddown..." "What happened to our defense?" "Maybe it's back in Baltimore." "Sit down." "Oh, well, what's happened to our secondary?" "Dave White should never have caught that pass!" "Bet you five bucks L.A. comes back with another pass." "No, way, Ed, you're wrong." "Save your money, Ed, L.A. is gonna fumble." "Baltimore'sballfirst and10at midfield." "I can't stand this." "They're falling apart." "I gotta get a beer." "You want a beer?" "I'd love one." "Would you bring me one?" "Yeah, make it two, John." "It's Jeff." "Right, Jeff." "Thanks, Jeffrey." "Thanks." "What happened?" "L.A. fumbled, Baltimore recovered." "Mmm." "Jeffrey's very orderly." "He can't stand fumbles." "My roommate set him up for this game, and he wouldn't dare be seen beside an empty seat." "Well, so he leaves you beside one, huh?" "Oh, not exactly." "Two-eighteen." "Hut!" "Come on, let's go!" "Hey, look at that!" "Would you like a drink, honey?" "Oh, well, absolutely." "It's very kind of you." "Thank you." "Cheers." "Cheers." "All right, seven, go in a little tighter." "Parker, tighten it down a little bit on him." "Stay with 16, Tyler." "16 in the white, gentlemen." "Stay with Tyler, the quarterback, he's down." "Dad, let me see the glasses." "No, let me just see the glasses." "Come on!" "Hurry, come on, let me see 'em." "Numberseven,VinceStrohm, replacesCharlieTyler asquarterback forBaltimore." "Three." "Fifteen, hut." "Hut!" "Brandy Cal, hehastheball, he'sinside the10outofbounds atthefiveyardline ." "Takenoutof bounds byJerryAkerand Baltimore." "Now that was a play!" "Now the plane arrives at 2:20." "It'll come right from the airport to here." "That should be about a quarter to 3:00." "And he'll be at Gate 14." "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Theclockis stoppedwith 41secondsleftinthehalf." "Look at him go!" "Take six." "Look at him!" "Andlook atGeorgeVandeveer." "Knownforaviolenttemper, he'smanifestingit in front oftheplayers!" "Now, how about that?" "Baltimorenow 14tonothing." "I can't believe the way Los Angeles is playing." "I don't believe you guys!" "JeffBrewerkickingoff  forBaltimore." "You're doing a hell of a job, too, Father." "Do me a favor, will you?" "Stop praying." "AndJeffBrewer, number19,willkickoff forBaltimore." "He'sdownto the25." "He'sstillgoing, he'satthe30." "He'sgoingallthe way ." "Hemightgo allthe way ." "It looks like he's going all the way, Ronnie." "Okay, big boy, he's got it." "Vandeveer, you asshole!" "Don't go for a field goal when you're 14 points behind!" "What are you looking at?" "Turn around." "What happened?" "L.A. at the 29, first down, only seconds left." "Hell, they should go for it." "14 to 3 is better than 14 to nothing." "He's gotta get some points on the board." "Aw, come on, will you?" "Andthat'stheend  ofthefirsthalf." "Withthescore Baltimore,14, LosAngeles,3." "I hate football!" "Well, I don't like it much myself." "You don't?" "Then why'd you come?" "To meet you." "It was destiny." "Come on, I'm serious." "Take out some of those monitors back there." "We're going away." "Okay, Gary, give me a cup of coffee and a hot roll, okay?" "Come up on chroma key." "And matte." "Go, Howard." "Andsothehalftimescore, Baltimore,14, LosAngeles,3." "To tell you the truth, I prefer chess." "Chess?" "Are you any good?" "Am I any good?" "I was a prodigy." "No!" "Yeah." "When I was a kid." "Seven years old." "I played 20 adults simultaneously." "No!" "How'd you do?" "I lost every game." "What the hell, I was only seven." "Hey, Ben Casey, it's halftime." "The players have left the field." "Why don't you hang onto your stethoscope and watch the band for a while?" "Come on, we gotta get out of here." "Excuse me, I'm so sorry." "Are you all right?" "Oh, it's okay, I enjoyed it." "Thank you, sir." "Hey, let me have one." "That's all that's left is one." "¶Oh,it 'sbeer,beer" "¶Beer,beer ¶Beer,beer" "¶Thatmakesyou wanna cheeronthefarm¶" "Mom, you're ruining my appetite!" "Oh!" "Oh, excuse me!" "Are you all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." "Thank you very much." "Hey!" "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing, huh?" "Oh, I'm sorry." "He tried to pick my pocket." "He's got a crowd shot." "Go ahead and go to Parker." "Go take seven." "Seven's up on the line." "Butheis not CharlieTyler." "He'sheirapparent totheBaltimore quarterbackjob, butthisis not theplaceto ..." "Oh,what'd youstopfor,Frank?" "She'sa fixture inthevicinity." "Hereforevery LosAngeleshomegame." "All right." "Parker, get her phone number." "Let's get off of her." "Look, Dad." "Huh?" "Look it, a blimp." "Where?" "Up there." "I bring you to a football game and you're looking up in the sky?" "Okay, Larry, stay wide in there." "Baltimore's option, gentlemen, they're gonna kick off right to left." "They're gonna defend the right goal kicking to the left." "Dean, go in tight on the receiver's end, baby." "Okay, come up on the blimp and matte." "From theGoodyearBlimp highover theLosAngeles MemorialColiseum." "Agoodlookattheover 90,000fansherestand theirwayintothe Coliseum forfootball's annualclassic, Championship-10." "Thesecondhalf isunderway, andreceiving isLosAngeles." "Backthereto  kicktheball isGeorgeRyan." "Okay, take seven." "Seven's got the kick." "Okay." "Jesus Christ, find out about that blimp, will you, for Christ's sake?" "All right, we've got an injury on the field." "Take nine." "Okay, babe, it looks good." "The blimp is breaking up." "Six to seven." "Seven to one." "Hey, what goes here?" "What the hell's the matter?" "Come on, we need it!" "Just a minute." "Did you get a hold of him?" "Well, tell the schmuck to stay awake." "All right, start pushing circuits." "Second and 20." "All right, just hold it down." "Goddamn it, the whole room, quiet!" "Maynard, tell 'em to pan that camera down and lock it off." "Right where it's at now." "Just lock it off there and let 'em work on it." "We'retrying,Ron." "We won't have it for a while." "Let's go." "Okay, we're on camera 10." "Hey, uh, set it down." "Gary?" "Isolate camera two." "Can you get a little closer for me, babe?" "Isn't that the little roof above the scoreboard?" "Next to Y. Hang in there, guys." "It's a scratch cut." "Oh, my God." "Jesus Christ." "Pan off it, Gary, pan off it quick." "Don't go back to that shot unless I tell you, you understand?" "Just stay off it!" "Move!" "What's that?" "Repeat." "Repeat." "Hey, what's going on?" "I don't know." "They want us in the TV truck." "LosAngeles firstdownon Baltimore's 47-yardline." "You wanna see me?" "No, Ted did." "Ted!" "Ted, you wanna see me?" "Yeah, there's something I wanna show you." "Uh, we spotted this a few minutes ago." "And I thought maybe you should take a look at it." "I mean, maybe it's nothing, but..." "All right, can you see up there?" "Hey, there's a guy up there." "Where?" "Up there." "See?" "I see." "Do you keep a man up there, Mr. McKeever, for security or something?" "No, no, nobody's allowed up there." "He's got a rifle with him." "Where?" "You see, right in front of him." "You see it?" "Andy, could we get a better shot of the blimp?" "Uh, blimp." "Hold that shot up there, will you please, Gary?" "Ron, take Gary to blimp number 11 and put it down to the pre-set monitor will you, babe?" " See it?" " Oh, yeah." "Jesus." "Butnowtheyare  startingtomove." "Theyarestartingtoshow  thatgreatgallantgame thatgot'emhere inthefirstplace." "Theballgoes toDaveWhite." "Bigholeup themiddle andWhiteallthe way  downtothe11-yardline ." "You'rerightabout Brown'sleadership." "He'sreallygotthat groundgameworking." "Anda word aboutDaveWhite." "Brilliant,unsungblocker whopavestheway  forStallmaster." "Yethe'sgained900 yards onhisownthisyear ." "Agoodpowerdriving backoutof MiamiofOhio , thefamedbreeding groundofcoaches." "Listen, could he be Secret Service?" "No, no, no." "Now, listen, you tell that guy of yours in the blimp to keep his mouth shut because if anyone hears about this, all kinds of hell could break loose." "Uh, Ron, will you cover the show for just a minute?" "Everybody back on video control." "You can use this private sign right down the middle." "We'll have to be very cool, but make sure the doors are locked and nobody gets in here." "Don't let anybody..." "There you go!" "Now they're back at it!" "Yeah, Holly." "Pete,SamMcKeever." "We spotted a guy with a gun above the scoreboards." "Is he shooting?" "No,butgethim  beforehestarts." "The President's on his way from the airport." "Allright,I'llmeetyou attheplayers'entrance." "I'll take care of aborting the President's motorcade." "Uh, I'll want a list of all the VIP's at the game." "Gallagher, get in here!" "Larrabee, that's a Roger." "Sir, I'm afraid we're going to have to abort our arrival." "Well, wait a minute." "The score's 14 to 10." "I'm sorry, sir, but our security's been compromised out at the Coliseum." "Aw, shit!" "Firstand10  forLosAngeles attheBaltimore46." "Hey, Pete." "You can't see him." "He's up there." "Yeah, I wonder how many others there are." "Why?" "How do you get up there?" "Well, you see that ladder up there on the south side?" "You have to go across the arches to get to it." "What's underneath?" "There's a room behind the scoreboard." "Anybody in there?" "No, it's all remote control from the press box up there." "Can't you get it through the ceiling?" "No, there's no hatch up there and the ceiling is 18-inch cement." "Christ!" "He really picked it, didn't he?" "Yeah." "What are we gonna do?" "I wanna have a look at him." "Wait a minute." "You think there's some other guys with him?" "How the hell do I know?" "Hewentto  shiftdirectionsand heweavesas he walks." "Excuse me, sir." "Can I help you?" "Inspector Holly." "Just go about your business." "Looking good, baby." "Looking good." "Listen, will you give me a shot of that guy on the roof there, in that one over there." "All right." "Ron give us..." "You wanna bring it down to the pre-set monitor." "Uh, that's a modified Remington 742." "It's got a scope." "Yeah, I can see that, Sam." "That rifle comes with a four-shot clip." "You see that magazine?" "It's gotta hold 20, 30 rounds." "Hey, guys, will you get out of the way, please?" "You know, this is a Championship Football Game." "This isn't a goddamn fire drill." "Look, friend, this is police business." "Don't push me or you'll be damned sorry." "Is that clear?" "...CharlieTyler, andyouhavetoadmirehim." "He'scomebackinto thisfootballgame..." "All right, take four, will you?" "Okay, now matte." "We gotta find somebody who knows the layout on these cables." "Uh, Paul?" "Wait a minute, I wanna talk with you." "Hey, you in the grey suit." "Yeah, yeah, you." "Get away from there." "Police business." "We gotta patch a monitor into your blimp line." "You can't screw around with that during a game." "The hell I can't, pal." "Did you see anybody up on that peristyle roof this morning?" "No, sir." "What's going on here?" ""No, sir"?" "Did you know there's a man up there right now with a gun?" "What?" "How the hell did he get up there?" "That's what I'm asking you." "Aw, now you said..." "I didn't see nobody." "The flags were up before 10:00, the door was locked and the dogs are up there!" "Dogs, what dogs?" "The watch dogs." "Yeah, we let 'em out at night then we pen 'em up there during the day." "So he could've been up there all night?" "That's right." "Aw, no way, he could've gotten in through that door." "That door's my responsibility!" "I always lock it after the flags are down!" "Is that right?" "You're sure, huh?" "Oh, look here, Mr. McKeever." "You're not gonna hang this on me." "I've been Chief of Maintenance too long for that kind of bullshit!" "I know damn well that door was locked!" "That is bullshit." "Now let me tell you something, if I find out that he slipped through your gates, you're gonna have a hell of lot of trouble coming your way." "And if he's up there because of you..." "Will you take it easy?" "Nobody's gonna blame anybody." "Don't tell me to take it easy, will you?" "The hell he ain't!" "Will you calm down?" "Goddammit, hey!" "Hold it!" "You locked the door when you finished with the flags?" "Damn right!" "I always do!" "I told you, Mr. McKeever!" "Go!" "Come on." "You know, if the President doesn't show, maybe he won't do anything." "Well, I'm not gonna hang around to find out." "Sam, you're as bad as the guy in the truck." "We, uh, we're going to the roof." "Hey, hey..." "Hey, hey!" "What are you doing here?" "Same as everybody else." "Watching the ball game." "Great!" "Have a good day." "What have you got in mind?" "Evacuating the Coliseum." "Oh, come on, you can't be serious?" "Pete, you're looking at close to 100,000 people." "What do you think?" "It's my responsibility to see that none of them gets killed." "That ought to be yours, too." "My God, you can't even see him from here." "This is nothing personal, Pete, but you don't have the authority to clear this place." "Bullshit." "I'm gonna have to call in SWAT to get him out of there." "Imagine if that bastard opens up in this crowd with an automatic weapon?" "Lossofoneyard ontheplay!" "Oh, my God." "That's Paul." "Son of a bitch." "CaptainHolly, there'sa man climbingtheladder." "I know, I see him." "Calloway, anybody else in the truck see that?" "No,sir." "JustTedhereand  theguyin theblimp." "Where is he now?" "Backdown wherehewasbefore." "Well, keep on him." "Thank you." "Skool." "He's a hell of a charmer, just make sure his hair doesn't fall in your drink." "Better call SWAT." "Well, let me get a doctor to see about Paul." "LosAngelesballinmid-field." "Seconddownoneyardtogo ." "Come on, Pete." "Pete, let me get a doctor up there for God's sake." "I am not gonna do anything to stir that clown up." "I don't know how the hell I'm gonna get SWAT to come in here with a low profile." "I thought you were Captain of this division." "Rank doesn't cut any ice with SWAT." "They got their own chain of command." "Commander 3 to Three L-90, all other units stay off Tac-2." "I want the responding SWAT units at the Swim Area off Menlo." "Enter Gate-14." "I want three ambulances fully staffed." "Tell 'em to kill the siren two blocks from the Coliseum." "Thereitis ." "That'stheendofthethird  quarter,withLosAngeles..." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Chris." "Chris, it's the desk." "Hello, Button." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Okay." "Right." "Right." "Will you be home for dinner?" "Be careful." "What the hell's he doing just sitting up there?" "Hey, Sam, did you call the Mayor's office?" "No, he's watching the game." "He is in there?" "Right." "Well, why the hell isn't he on the list?" "I don't know." "Somebody goofed, they didn't get his seat number." "Thepassis  completetoJohnson atthe32 yardline." "Who's in command of this team?" "Sergeant Button." "He's in that green car right there, sir." "Button." "I'm Captain Holly, Southwest Division." "Yes, I know." "We got a male Caucasian on top of the scoreboard in there with a semi-automatic rifle." "Got a felony on him?" "That's why you're down here." "Two-seventeen." "He butt-stroked a maintenance man off a 60 foot ladder." "I want to get this cleaned up before he starts shooting." "You ready to turn this over to us?" "No, I'm not, Sergeant." "I'll let you know." "You just get your men cranked up and standby." "All right?" "Beck?" "Where the hell's that truck?" "It rolled out the station 10 minutes ago, it should be here any second now." "You'll notice we have a few crowd considerations, like about 100,000 of them." "That's why I'd just as soon you didn't let your people run around in there with those M-16s, like a bunch of storm troopers, okay?" "That's not exactly what I had in mind, Captain." "I mean, the situation is a little fuzzed up, but I would like to put a couple of men overlooking the suspect in the Coliseum, on those light towers up there." "Sounds good." "Go with it." "Ah, Sergeant Button, uh, Sam McKeever." "Coliseum manager." "Can I borrow this map?" "We have a male Caucasian on the Coliseum Tower over the central arch." "He's armed with a semi-automatic high-powered rifle." "He's already butt stroked a maintenance man off of a 60 foot ladder." "And he can turn and shoot into the crowd at any time." "Before we get in any deeper, I'd like to protect our own asses in a high ground position." "Garrison and Rose, get up there and give us some cover." "Decker and McCoy, you're SWAT 1." "You'll be positioned in the Northeast Light Tower overlooking the suspect's location." "Pratt and Sutherland?" "Yo." "Yo." "You're SWAT 2." "Your position will be the Southeast Light Tower overlooking the suspect's location." "Remember, men, we have over 90,000 people in that Coliseum." "There'll be no firing without my direct orders." "Because it hasn't been turned over to us yet." "That's why I'm putting you men in specific positions, so that when it is turned over to us we can go." "Move your asses." "Let's go." "Shake it up!" "Oh, Father, great work." "You're praying like a champ." "Theconversionis good." "LosAngeles17 , Baltimore14." "Hey, this is a football game, not a singles bar." "Now why don't you watch it and shut up!" "Oh, Father, listen." "If nothing goes wrong, you won't believe this, but you're sitting next to a very, very rich man." "Honest to God." "He's been sitting up there the whole game." "He's never fired a shot." "What does that matter?" "As long as we get him before he starts." "Sergeant, it's the automatic weapon that worries me." "If you don't waste him with the first shot, he could spray the crowd." "Look, Captain, any one of my men can take out an eye at 200 yards." "I don't doubt it." "What do you expect him to do, stand up and smile for you?" "Just let me worry about that." "That's why you're here." "You get your men into place ready to move, but it's no go until we get all the VIPs out." "The VIPs?" "They're probable targets." "Bullshit." "Everybody's a probable target." "Sergeant, move your men." "Make it on my shit list here." "Give him a hand, let's go." "Come on, keep it moving." "Okay, move on the double." "Take these men to Section 28." "I don't you to go that way." "I want you to go that way." "Code-2." "Move it." "Okay, on me." "Move, move, move." "This is 166 minutes, 20seconds." "Pete, we got the doctors here now." "Oh, let's not leave them all bunched up." "Move one of those ambulances down under the scoreboard." "But keep it against the wall, out of sight." "All right, now what about Paul?" "Captain?" "I'm sending Angelo and Pikowsky up to the Press Box to keep an eye on things." "Weapons out of sight." "You're Scout One, move!" "Brooker, Harmel, Gimmel." "Front." "I want you to see if you can gain access to that room on the North end of the peristyle." "You are SWAT 3." "Move." "Firstand10  ontheBaltimore31." "Do you have any architectural plans, designs, blueprints?" "Yeah, got all that stuff in the office." "Homer, Beck, Leiber, front." "I want you to go with Mr..." "McKeever." "McKeever." "See, if you can find a structural way to reach the suspect." "Okay." "Right, we're ready." "Don't forget about Paul, will you?" "Come on, boys." "That's the man got butt-stroked off the ladder." "He's still lying up there on the roof." "You got a doctor?" "Right over there." "All right, give me a doctor, we'll put a flak vest on his ass." "Isn't that a little dangerous, sending a civilian through a kill zone?" "The whole place is a kill zone." "Fourthdown, eightyardsto go  onBaltimore29 ." "What the hell did you do that for?" "You are not paying any attention to me." "I came 3,000 miles to see a ballgame." "I'm paying attention to the ballgame." "I see the ballgame, but I'm still paying attention to you." "Do me a favor." "Have your bartender cut you off, will you?" "I've got you covered back here, Mike." "Scout One to R-20 David." "We're in position." "All right, let's go, boys!" "All right, I'm gonna get up there and tie the rope off and send it down to you, okay?" "Yeah." "You all right?" "Huh?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay." "Go ahead." "Okay." "Hey, what are you guys doing?" "Water and power department." "Huh?" "Water and Power." "Goodbye." "Second down, sevenyardsto go for LosAngelesfromtheir37." "You all set?" "I'll go up, tie it off, drop a line down." "All right, let's go." "Third down one yard to go forLosAngeleson43." "Garb a hold of the back of my harness." "What's this?" "That's the scoreboard." "How do we get inside?" "From here, up the staircase to the scoreboard room." "Be careful, though, there're 25,000 volts up there." "Timeoutformeasurement." "Go ahead." "Firstand10  forLosAngeleson theBaltimore44 yardline." "Door." "Safety switches, you dumb shit." "Seconddown andtwoyardstogo forLosAngeles, attheBaltimore36." "LosAngelesfumbles." "Baltimorerecoverstheball onthe30 yardline." "How high is that wall, about five, five and a half feet?" "Yeah, that's my guess." "What's inside that tower thing?" "It's just a bare cement room with a ladder running up the inside of the tower." "He's got a goddamn bunker there." "With that scope he has his pick of the bunch." "I figured the President." "He's not coming now." "You don't have to worry about that." "How did you know that?" "His press secretary made an announcement over the radio." "Goddammit, I told McKeever to keep that quiet." "That clown's got a radio up there." "Now he probably knows the President isn't coming." "Don't try to get logical about these kooks." "Never know who he is after." "Half the time he doesn't know." "We figure he's waiting till the end of the game." "He'll get away in all the confusion." "There's no way down from there, except that ladder on the outside." "Maybe he's waiting to see what happens in the game." "Like, uh, who wins or who loses." "That's how crazy these people are." "Hut!" "You're sure your men have got it clear now?" "They're to hold their fire." "Look, Captain, I'll be a son-of-a-bitch if I send those men up there wondering what the hell it is they're supposed to be doing." "Button, what is it with you?" "You just can't wait to crank up those fancy M-16s?" "Look, I didn't put that man up there." "If there's a chance to get him down, it's my responsibility." "I say, take it." "Well, dragging him down in a garbage bag may be your idea of a routine operation." "God knows you people are good at it, but I'm a peace officer around here and it scares me." "Well, let's not get too nervous about it!" "All right, I'll give you your shot." "We're coming up on the two minute warning." "You ought to have your people in place by then." "When the two-minute whistle blows, it's your ballgame." "Fine." "We're set to move in at the two-minute warning." "Did you get the Mayor out of there?" "Haven't found him yet." "Well, what are you standing around for, Lieutenant?" "What happens if the nut starts shooting before the end of the game." "When he starts shooting, SWAT goes." "SWAT 6 to Commander 3." "Commander 3, what'shedoing?" "The suspect's up." "He's just walking around." "He is not carrying his rifle at this time." "R-20 David to SWAT 1." "Are you in position yet?" "Where the hell you been?" "Stopped for a beer." "You want one?" "Smart ass." "Hurry up and get your safety line on." "Commander 3 to SWAT 6." "SWAT6 ,go." "What's his position?" "He'sgottheclipin butheis hunched overtherifle likehe'spraying orsomething." "Defense!" "Defense!" "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Block that kick." "Hut!" "Thefieldgoalisgood ." "Thescoreis tied 17to17 ." "Come on, shut up, Mister." "Aren't you watching?" "Commander 3, this is Section-10." "We have a man down in row 41." "Sam, we got a man down in Section-10, row 41." "He'slyingin theaisle." "Okay, we got it tied up." "One more." "How about another drink, baby?" "No, thanks, baby." "Your missus sure knows a hell of a lot about football." "She is not my missus." "Still nervous?" "That's right." "We're still gonna wait." "Just don't get itchy." "He could just be a drunk." "Pete?" "McKeever." "It'sa heartattack." "Mr. Mayor." "Mr. Mayor, I want you and your wife to get out of here right now." "That means you, too." "Right now, come on." "Jesus Christ Almighty!" "I'm sorry, Father." "Something I gotta tell you." "I'm in deep shit." "Excuse the expression." "You see, I got L.A. and two points." "Baltimore wins, there's this guy, he's gonna kill me." "Sutherland!" "Yo." "You get a glimpse of that turkey yet?" "No, I can just barely make out the top of his head." "I got a lousy shot here." "Mike, take a look at the Northwest light tower." "I think I see somebody moving around over there." "Yeah, it's another asshole up there, too." "Scout 1 to R-20 David." "Observeadditionalsuspect ontheNorthwestlighttower." "Descriptionasfollows." "Male,Caucasian, 30years, longlighthair." "WearingblueLevisjacketand has,whatappearstobe akhakiknapsackathisfeet." "Roger." "Copied." "Shit, it could be a professional." "Porter." "What do you want us to do?" "I think we have it under control." "Porter, give me 15 seconds." "Hey, you." "What the hell are you doing up there?" "Hey, relax, man." "Don't worry about it, just relax, okay?" "If you wanna see the game, get down in a seat, or I'll call the cops!" "Just take it easy." "I ain't bothering nobody." "Come on, get down from there!" "Just relax, I ain't bothering you or nobody else." "I'm gonna call the cops if you don't get down, I'm warning you!" "I don't need that shit!" "Take the peanuts and stick them." "All right, relax, everybody." "Take it easy." "Calm down." "Watch the ballgame." "It's a good ballgame." "Sit down." "Big tough guy." "Official police business." "Come on, let's move." "Come on, let's go." "Let's go." "All clear." "At the door." "Take it easy." "Seconddown andsevenyardstogo." "Who is your friend up there?" "How much they paying you?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Who's your friend up there?" "What's his name?" "Where do you come from?" "Denver." "He is clean, boss." "SWAT 6 to all SWAT units." "The suspect is up." "Yeah, where's the rifle?" "Is he holding the rifle?" "Yes,he's holdingtherifle." "SWAT 6 to all SWAT units." "We have lost our blimp picture." "You lost the what?" "No, say again." "You broke up." "I repeat, we have lost our blimp picture." "What the hell's going on?" "I thought we had the problem solved?" "Well, we lost it." "Come on, do something now." "R-20 David to all SWAT units." "Be advised blimp picture out." "Repeat..." "Hey, Doc, there he is." "Can you get him?" "Yeah, I got him in the cross hairs." "R-20 David this is SWAT 1." "We can see him clearly now." "Oh, goddammit, he's down." "R-20 David, SWAT 1." "Heisbackdown." "FirstdownBaltimore onthe35 yardline." "Susan, Susan, do something for me." "Tell me if you see something." "There just above that scoreboard." "Uh-uh." "Nothing out of the ordinary?" "Nope, I don't see anything." "Here." "Why?" "Nothing!" "I'm gonna be back in a second, all right?" "Hey, Michael, what's the matter?" "Nothing." "You want me to come with you?" "No." "Just enjoy the game." "Excuse me." "Have you seen a policeman?" "Commander 3 to SWAT 6, can you see him yet?" "SWAT6 toCommander3, notyet,Captain." "Heading over to the roof." "Officer!" "Excuse me." "Do you guys keep a man in the area just above the scoreboard?" "Why do you wanna know?" "I, uh, think I saw someone up there with a rifle." "Come on, let's go!" "What's the matter with you?" "You haven't said anything in 10 minutes." "Why do you take such pleasure in telling people we are not married?" "I don't take pleasure in that." "You always make a point of it though." "Well, I'm not aware of it!" "You're not aware of anything." "I'm aware of one thing." "If you don't like it, you can get the hell out." "Aw, come on, Jan." "Janet." "Take your hands off me." "Car salesman!" "Yeah, uh, we checked the microwave dish down here and it's fine." "You're sure." "Right." "Have you checked the transmitter up there?" "Whatthehellfor ?" "Because that's where we think the problem is." "Well, what's he see?" "What's the suspect doing?" "I told you I'd get you a seat for this game." "How do you like it so far?" "I'd like it more if asshole would stick his head up." "Yeah, asshole's gonna have his day pretty well messed up." "Air-3." "Orbit higher, for Christ sake!" "Hut!" "Hut!" "I first saw him through my binoculars towards the end of the half." "What exactly did you see?" "I told you, a man with a rifle." "Looked to be a carbine or something." "Did you tell anyone?" "No." "Why?" "What's going on?" "What..." "What's happening?" "Tell me." "Well, you know about the guy already?" "Sir, would you kindly come with us?" "What for?" "We're conducting an investigation." "We'd like to ask you some questions." "Yeah, okay, but I want you to be straight with me and tell me what's happening here, because I have my family with me." "They're in Section-24." "I want to make sure they're all right." "You're a witness in an investigation..." "I understand that and I want to cooperate with you, but I would like to make sure that my family's all right first, then I'll come back." "We need you as a witness." "That's all we need." "It's just an investigation!" "Come on, get your ass down." "Take it easy, Mister." "Take three, Ron." "Stan, keep me honest with the commercial..." "All right, just tell me why are you doing this." "And why are you doing it now?" "Look, I don't give a damn about this ball game, I do care about us!" "What the hell are you talking about?" "You got us!" "No, there's no such thing as "us"" "when somebody can turn to you and say," ""If you don't like it you can just get out!"" "That's not the first time you've said that to me, you know!" "All right." "I don't know." "I..." "Are we together or aren't we together?" "I just don't want to be in the position that every time we fight you can tell me to get out." "He's still crouched down near the wall, Captain." "All right, you son-of-a-bitch just stay put." "Timeouton thefield." "Thatis thetwo-minutewarning." "That's the two minute." "Yeah, I know, I know." "Five, four, three, two, one." "We're away." "We're on a commercial." "Commander-3 to R-20 David." "R-20 David, go." "He's all yours, Sergeant." "R-20 David to SWAT 1 and 2." "Wehaveagreenlight." "Irepeat, wehaveagreenlight." "He's up." "You know I care about you, don't you?" "More than anything in the world, I care about you." "You know that." "I know that." "And I love you." "You know that, too, don't you?" "Well, then, why are you doing this?" "I don't know." ""I don't know." Do you want to get married?" "Do you want to get married?" "Well, come on, I can't read your mind." "You want to get married, open your mouth, say so." "You want to get married?" "Come on." "Yes, I really do." "So do I." "Come on, let's go to Vegas right now." "I hate for you to miss the end of the game." "Oh, no, what you mean is that you don't wanna miss the end of the game." "Well, perhaps..." "Do you wanna go to Vegas or do you wanna watch the end of the game?" "Can't we do both?" "Oh, don't start with me, Janet, geez." "Hey, you know, you have beautiful blue eyes." "And you've got a big mouth." "We'll watch the end of the game, come on." "That's no way to spend a honeymoon." "We're not married yet." "Block that kick!" "Block that kick!" "Baltimore'sfieldgoal isblocked." "LosAngelestakes overontheir own20yardline." "R-20 David to Air-3." "Take the fly-by in the Northeast corner." "I don't want his attention on this side of the roof." "You know the first thing I'm gonna do after we're married?" "What?" "I'm gonna buy you a used car." "Officer!" "A man's down." "Help him." "Help him." "Help him." "LosAngelesball, seconddown and10yardstogo." "Pete!" "Get up here!" "Come on!" "SWAT 6 to all SWAT units." "We got our blimp picture back." "The suspect's up, armed, and at the north side of the parapet." "He's zeroing in on us!" "Roy's down." "He's been hit." "He's hanging from the line up here." "I want some men to cut him down quick." "God in heaven, you get up here quick!" "Get that man in an ambulance." "We can't leave him here." "We sent for paramedics, sir." "You move him, now!" "Yes, sir." "Let's keep these people out of sight." "You, get down at the end of the tunnel." "And, Miss, come on with me now." "Miss?" "Come on." "Come on." "Here's your coat." "Theball'sbeingspotted onthe36 yardline." "FirstdownLosAngeles." "Downing, Fuller, go back to the door and give us cover." "Porter, Cleever, we're the entry team." "Defense!" "Defense!" "Defense!" "Defense!" "Seconddown and10yardstogo." "Theballon  the36yardline." "Just show me a piece and I'll blow your fucking head off!" "Goodbye, asshole." "...thereforGaryStone." "Hewasencircled." "Beautifuldoublecoverage byBaltimore." "Fortheyoungster wholedtheleague forthepasttwo years inreceptions, againcomingup short." "He'shavingavery disappointingday,Howard." "Oneofthemost spectacularstories intheleague." "Firstrounddraftchoice threeyearsago outofWashingtonState." "Asyousaid, ledtheleagueinreceptions thepasttwoyears." "LloydBraun nowlookingover aseconddownand 10." "Directingthisfine LosAngelesattack." "Theywere totallyineffective inthefirsthalf." "Splittingwidereceivers leftandright, thetightendinclose." "Braunback,looking." "I can't believe that I'm in!" "Look at that." "Here we go." "Honest to God, I don't believe it." "Let's go." "Oh, my God!" "Help me, please!" "Jeffrey!" "Jeffrey!" "Where you going, Captain?" "Shut up!" "What the hell are you doing here?" "Dammed if I know." "How bad are you hit?" "I'm all right." "Jeffrey!" "Jeffrey!" "Jeffrey!" "Lucy!" "Jeffrey!" "Jeffrey!" "Jeffrey!" "Smoke bomb." "You know how to use this?" "I remember, Sergeant." "We'll wait five seconds after you throw it." "Then we'll go in on a criss-cross pattern." "Al!" "Al!" "Hold on." "Hold on." "Hold on." "Don't be afraid." "Hold on." "Just put your hand over here." "Now just rest on me." "Just rest completely on me." "Come on, everything's gonna be all right." "It's gonna be okay." "It's okay, it's okay." "It's all right." "It's all right." "It's all right." "Lucy, Lucy!" "All right, we're ready." "Go." "One, two..." "Three." "Four." "Five." "All right, pal, that's all there is." "Drop the rifle and come down." "Come on, you bastard, move!" "I got a piece here." "Get his dying declaration." "Listen to me." "You're dying." "Now you tell me who sent you up there!" "Where'd you get that gun?" "Who were you trying to get?" "Come on." "His name's Cook." "Carl Cook." "He's a transient from out of state." "All right." "Cook, talk to me." "You talk to me, you miserable son-of-a-bitch!" "Where'd you get that gun?" "Who were you trying to kill?" "Answer me, you son-of-a-bitch." "Who were you trying to kill?" "Please." "Don't hurt me." "Any doctors in the crowd, please check in over here." "Susan." "Is she all right?" "Yes, just a shoulder wound, she'll be fine." "Come on, we gotta put her in." "Where are you taking her?" "USC Medical Center." "His name's Carl Cook." "Who the hell was he?" "I don't know anything more about him, Sam." "You'll be hearing a lot more about him on television for the next couple of weeks." "Where he went to school, his nice mom, his pet dog, his old gym teacher." "The body count, and how the cops really didn't have to kill him." "Had a doctor look at that yet?" "Ah, it's no big deal." "Don't be a hero, Sergeant." "I'll drop you off at the hospital." "Come on."