Sudden Death Page #10

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As a taxpayer, I don't think

you're getting our money's worth.

If those guys want to see a hockey game

so much, we should put them on ice.

We're giving it five minutes.

If they don't report, we're moving in.

That's the President's choice,

but I think it's the wrong one.

- Unless I get a direct order,

I'm getting those guys out.

- Sir?

- What?

- I think you oughta see this.

Stay back!

- Jesus Christ.

- Get 'em out of here.

Penguins gun out of their

own end at the center ice.

They work it down the right.

Murphy has it and he gave it away.

Here's Mullen. It goes wide

off the glove of Eddie Belfour.

John Cullen going

behind the Chicago net.

This guy could prove

to be a pain in the ass.

He has heroic tendencies.

Don't get so worked up.

They'll win.

We've got four minutes left

in period number two.

Centered in the Chicago zone.

Mullen passes to Larry Murphy.

Murphy backhands it

off the right wing boards.

Belfour keeps the play alive.

No, don't!

Oh, don't do it!

This place is ready to explode.

The last seconds of play.

Don't!

- You just killed two

useful members of society.

- No! It's being done!

- The time ticking down here.

- Maybe you'll do better

in the third period.

- They're moving some.

- They're way behind.

I said one-third at the end

of the first period, one-third

at the end of the second period.

- Two seconds left.

- I don't see anything

even close to that.

No!

Second period shots on goal:

Chicago, seven; Pittsburgh...

The mayor has decided not

to run for reelection.

Now, for my

second selection,

I... think...

- Um.

- No, please!

They're moving more.

But it's not that much.

Listen to me, goddam it!

You're getting it!

Kids, don't try this at home.

- Yeah?

- I've got a message for the board.

Maybe you haven't heard.

A guy named Bell invented the telephone.

- Come on, it's been dead all day.

- Which one controls the billboard?

I can't let you do that.

I'm having a real bad day.

You're assuming his detonators

are radio-controlled.

We get someone inside with equipment

to jam all frequencies...

Damn.

- C-4. I hope he's wrong.

- Not likely.

Arson investigator,

lots of commendations.

- Problem is...

- Is what, sir?

He was taken off-line.

He's a head case.

Sh*t.

Here we go, final period

of the Stanley Cup finals!

The Chicago Blackhawks

control the opening face-off.

They'll work it to Pittsburgh territory,

putting pressure on the Penguins early.

Sir, I have strong reservations

about you going alone.

There's no way to deploy

any number of men and get close.

- Nobody else is coming out dead!

- How you gonna get there?

Walk. One solitary man

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