Blue Thunder Page #7

I'll tell you one thing,

it's hard to read.

-Yeah, I know.

-It's part of a letter.

It says something about strangers

in the barrio making trouble.

I don't know. Something

like that. Here's a word...

...that isn't in Spanish:

"Thor."

T-H-O-R.

-Thor?

-Mean anything?

Strangers in the barrio

making trouble.

I don't know.

Maybe I've been in this too long, but

I think something bad's coming down.

Most of the official family

of Los Angeles, led by the mayor...

...and the City Council, gathered

with family members...

...and members of the black community

at McNeely's funeral...

... who was tragically murdered

several days ago.

Food's up!

McNeely, who chaired

the Commission on Urban Violence...

... was an outspoken critic of

police department policies.

The chief was in evidence as were

many of his aides.

As temperatures stay high

and tempers continue to fray...

... fires continue in

the Watts area...

... the City of lndustry, Pacoima

and East Los Angeles.

You want ketchup on your sandwich?

Now where did he go?

Frank, did you say you wanted--?

Frank, are you okay?

Is this something kinky?

Goddamn your black lrish heart...

....Frances McNeil Murphy,

if you've left!

These are your television monitors.

You have three.

The one in the centre ties into

all your computer banks.

The switches:

Night vision.

Infrared filter. Target system.

Whisper mode

so you can travel silent.

Audio, which controls your

outside mikes which are here.

What's the sensitivity?

You can hear a mouse fart

at 2000 feet.

Now, gentlemen. This is your

Harrison fire control helmet.

This baby is the heart of your system.

Let's take a look

and see how she works.

Watch this.

It superimposes the gun cues

on the real world.

Wherever you look, the guns follow.

You can zero in on

any target you want...

...just by putting the green

tracer line on your target.

You wanna give it a shot?

What's that, 3l4-inch video?

You know something about it?

-That was my rate in the Navy.

-What ship?

-Midway.

-No sh*t. I was on the Forrestal.

It's a hell of a setup.

Let me show you.

It goes in a locked memory bank

here in the belly.

Each reel is code-numbered.

This little bug erases the tape on

a signal from Central Command.

The tape's gotta be inside

the case to erase.

It only erases in the case?

That's great.

Adjust for your eye until the red

dot rides on your tracer line.

Then press the cannon button and zap!

Where you look is where you hit.

Sunshine! Just blew your

gizzard away.

What's all this sh*t I hear

about you threatening Cochrane?

Thank you, sergeant.

What?

In the police garage.

After your crack-up.

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