Night Pulse

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- [Man] I went to the

movies the other day,

I noticed a trend starting to emerge.

The yuppie fear thriller.

Now I don't know what a yuppie is,

we certainly weren't all as good looking

as James Spader or Rob Lowe.

These certainly aren't the

movies I can relate to.

Do you ever notice in these films

how everybody's so well tanned,

well toned and well groomed?

This one stars Matthew

Modine and Melanie Griffith.

It also has a sociopathic in it played

by Michel Keaton, I hope I

didn't ruin that for you.

Here's another example of

yuppie culture, shoulder pads.

Now when I when I was growing up

the only time anyone wore shoulder pads

was in the national football league.

I guess it's supposed to be fashionable.

What exactly is a yuppie anyway?

I'm told it's an acronym,

it stands for young, urban, professional.

Of course when I was young I wasn't

concerned with being a

young urban professional.

I was more concerned with surviving

the mortar rounds coming from

a German gun in placement.

American youth of today are to busy

worrying about the color of their new BMW.

When I was a kid I had

to stand in bread lines,

you know we had simpler

problems when I was growing up.

Like if the Russians were gonna

be rolling tanks down

Welsher Boulevard or not,

course when I was in my early 20s

my ambition was to

dodge stuka dive bombers

that the Germans were

laying on us at D day,

I wasn't concerned about new technology

like fanny packs or word processors.

No my concerns were more about whether

or not my buddies were hanging

dead from barbed wire on Omaha beach.

I was to busy jumping into

my fox hole to avoid getting

my head blown off by a german

machine gun in placement.

While these yuppies today walk around with

their fanny packs I was carrying

home my buddy in a bucket.

Of course we didn't have fanny packs back

then otherwise we'd need very big

ones to carry around our buddies.

They call them body bags in the military.

Instead of fanny packs

and other new technologies

like word processors and fax machines

my main concern was on Omaha beach

and the human soup that

we were being ground

up into by the german artillery.

- I'm Morley Safer we'll.

(ringing)

- Hello?

- [Phone] Trent.

- General Schwartzcoff.

- [Phone] It's ready.

Get your cash ready.

Are you listening?

- Yes sir.

- [Phone] I need you to do something.

- Of course I'll do something sir.

- [Phone] Someone is hired to kill you.

Somebody you know Trent.

- Oh really?

- [Phone] You understand?

- Yes sir.

- [Phone] It's your goddamn partner Tim.

He wants you dead.

- He wants me dead.

- [Phone] Listen to me.

You know Willard.

He hired Bono from U2 to

do the dirty work Trent.

- Bono?

- [Phone] Can you believe that?

- I'll take care of it immediately.

- [Girl] If something happens to

my mommy will you take care of me?

- Of course I would.

- [Man] And their destruction.

- There's only one woman for me.

- That's all you need.

- [Man] Her triumph.

- When your husband makes

love to you it's my face he's.

- Just get out of our house.

- She's turning me Micheal

just like you said she would.

- [Woman] Call the police.

- [Man] Clare calm down.

- [Woman] You don't know

what she's capable of.

- [Man] People don't deserve freedom.

- Anyone can have an exploit.

(smacks)

- [Woman] Micheal?

- [Woman] What goes around comes around.

- [Girl] Mommy.

- [Woman] The hand that rocks

the cradle is the hand

that rules the world.

- [Woman] It's my family.

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