Snake Eyes Page #5

and we see it here.

- You're a bum, Lincoln Tyler!

How can you... - He's down!

Listen to me, Mr Secretary. I am telling you,

you are the one that's gonna be sorry.

Get back! Neutral corner.

Hello. What?

Who are you? Where?

My lucky number?

What?

Principal is down.

Hey!

Kevin! Kevin, he's down!

The man is down!

Get outta here!

Oh, yeah?

Screw you, man!

Tommy, get this scum

out of here!

- Oh, Jesus.

- There were two hits. The girl next to me...

...she threatened him, took something,

got shot and ran away.

- Oh, my God!

- Shut down the arena.

- Sh*t. Is he dead? - Get on your goddam

radio and shut down the arena!

- Hey, be careful!

- Let go of me!

- What happened to you?

- Would you please ju...

- What's going on? Come back here!

- Let go of me!

Let's get this gurney up!

Let's go!

Come on, make a hole through there!

Get that crowd outta the way!

Come on! Tell him to bring that ambulance

through the main entrance into the arena tunnel!

You're gonna be all right.

You are gonna be all right, Charles.

You're going to the hospital right now. You're

gonna be okay. You have my word on that.

Come on, come on! Get those people

outta the tunnel! Move it, there!

He's gonna die, Rick.

This is my fault.

I should never have left my seat.

I opened up a sight line.

I was off the deck. What the hell

was I doing? This is my fault!

What the hell is the matter with you? Don't

talk sh*t like that where people can hear.

You don't understand. I pulled rank on

regular detail and took command of security.

I told them the secretary would be better

protected with me running the operation...

...because I know the area, the layout of

the arena and the local law enforcement.

I get assigned, I step out of position, the

secretary takes a bullet in the throat.

- Why were you out of position? - I should never

have left him. I could be court-martialled!

That is not gonna happen! We're not gonna

let that happen. Do you understand?

You are not going to prison,

so you just forget about that!

All right, back up.

Why were you out of position?

The girl... The redhead...

I went over to check her out.

She ran, and

I followed her up here.

Don't say "redhead" and don't say

"girl." Say "suspicious character."

You followed a suspicious character,

and when you got up here...

...you saw an assassin fire,

so you took him out, end of story.

Rick, leaving my post is dereliction

of duty. It's gross negligence.

You killed the assassin!

You saved the day!

You're a hero, Kevin. That's what

happened, and that's how we'll spin it.

- It wasn't procedure.

- Screw procedure!

Look, who do you think

you're talking to?

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