- [Mack] Get a sh*t of the charge, Marty.
(b*mb beeping)
- Ready, boss.
(b*mb exploding)
- [Pudface] Let's go!
(dramatic music)
- [Mack] Great, great stuff.
Stay with 'em, Marty.
Stay with 'em.
There's the victim. Get a sh*t.
- [Pudface] Debracey!
Stay there, don't move!
- [Shorty] You heard him!
Don't move.
- [Pudface] Stick 'em up, Debracey.
Open the safe, you old diamond stud.
- I can't!
(Ms. Maple yelling)
(Debracey thudding on the ground)
- [Recorder] Get the blood, Marty.
Great.
- [Pudface] Maybe you didn't hear so good.
I said, open it up.
- Help me!
Please!
- I'm sorry, sir.
There's nothing we can do.
We're with Inside Crime.
We're taping this for TV.
- But you can't just stand there!
- Its the law, we can't intervene.
Besides, believe me,
we'll compensate you for your trouble.
(Ms. Maple screaming)
- [Shorty] Hey boss,
let's have some fun.
- [Mack] Get a sh*t of this.
- No, please don't.
Mr. Debracey.
- You animal.
Let her go!
- [Pudface] Oh, you should talk.
We will if you will.
- All right, you win.
(keypad beeping)
(Shorty laughing)
- [Pudface] All right now.
The Carbon-16's.
Which ones?
- [Mack] Get a sh*t of those diamonds.
- [Pudface] Beautiful, yeah.
For all you folks out there in TV land,
you are watching a pro at work.
There is one crucial element
in a successful crime.
And that is
surprise!
(Pudface laughing)
(machine g*n f*ring)
(Ms. Maple screaming)
(triumphant music)
(door slamming)
- Throw down your weapons.
You are under arrest.
- [Pudface] Oh, yeah?
Says who?
Okay, boys.
Lets show this freak what we do
with scrap metal.
(machine g*n f*ring)
(dramatic music intensifying)
(chandelier glass shattering)
(Pudface groaning)
- Pudface Morgan.
- That's right, Robo-clutz!
I'm back.
And on prime time.
(lively dramatic music)
- [Shorty] He's coming after us, boss!
- [Pudface] Oh, yeah,
but he can't catch us.
Move it!
Every trick for himself.
- [Mack McAdam] Keep it
rolling, keep it rolling.
Keep it rolling.
Okay, keep up with him.
Run, lets go, lets go.
I hope you're getting all this.
This is gonna be great stuff.
(triumphant music)
- [Shorty] Wow, I didn't
know he could do that.
(g*n f*ring)
(Marty screaming)
- Are you all right?
(police sirens blaring)
- [Pudface] Oh!
(Pudface laughing)
Adios, muchacho.
- You could've k*lled us!
- You interfered with a police action.
- We have every right to be here.
Officer,
I'm with Inside Crime
and I'm pressing charges.
Arrest that robot!
(gate thudding)
- [Doctor 1] Go ahead
and charge the flat line.
Then let's quit.
- [Doctor 2] Okay, everybody.
Clear!
- Officer Alex Murphy,
sh*t to death in the line of duty.
(gate thudding)
- [Doctor 1] Legally, he's dead.
We can pretty much do what we want.
(gate thudding)
- There's a new guy in town.
His name's RoboCop.
(gate thudding)
(uplifting theme music)
- Murphy, it is you.
(expl*si*n booming)
- Wow!
(g*ns f*ring)
- [Inside Crime Narrator] Tonight.
(g*ns f*ring)
(woman screaming)
Notorious k*ller and prison escapee,
William Ray "Pudface" Morgan
challenges RoboCop.
(g*ns f*ring)
As we take you inside crime.
Your host, Rochelle Carney.
- Every week,
our Inside Crime cameras
capture real crimes
while they're being committed.
So that we can show you, the public,
the brutal reality of the criminal world.
We don't glamorize crime.
We reveal it for what it is.
To protect the identities
of our featured felons,
we insisted that they all be masked.
However, this week, a criminal
was accidentally unmasked.
Despite this, in our belief
that our viewers have a right to know
we're running the show uncut.
For that is how it was.
Later, you'll meet our
special guest victims.
Diamond merchant, Henrick Debracey
and his loyal secretary, Ms. Maple.
Back after this.
(g*ns f*ring and show theme song)
(audience clapping)
- Okay, that was from last night's edition
of the controversial series, Inside Crime.
What's on your mind,
Detective Lisa Madigan?
Rochelle Carney says her show
performs a public service.
- Oh, well talk about hypocrisy.
She's sorry Pudface Morgan exposed himself
in front of millions of viewers,
but she uses him to plug the show.
- Why not?
The crime was reported
on every media break
with Pudface Morgan's name.
- Yeah, you made sure of that, didn't you?
- Well, who unmasked Pudface anyway?
If RoboCop hadn't have intervened-
- What are you talkin'?
He was doing his job.
And you and your buddy
interfered with an arrest.
- If you check the statutes, Sergeant,
you find the Supreme Court ruled
in Murdock versus Michigan-
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I know all about the Freedom
of Press Access Laws.
- Then why complain?
If anyone committed a
crime, it was RoboCop.
He totally ignored our safety.
Marty, here, was almost k*lled.
- RoboCop saved his life.
Yes, and gave him one of
the worst cases of whiplash
the doctor has ever seen.
- Okay, okay. Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Who's show is this anyway?
(Umberto laughing)
Okay, Mack McAdam.
You're saying that you
and your partner, here,
Marty Flan had no idea
that you were with fugitive
k*ller, Pudface Morgan?
- None at all.
The notification for the
crime came in the usual way.
Over the confidential crime line.
It's totally anonymous.
- Yeah and were not even
allowed to monitor that line.
- That is the law, Sergeant.
- All you care about
is exploiting a depraved
interest in v*olence.
(Mack sighing)
- I resent that.
- Okay, all right, speaking of v*olence,
let's meet a guy who knows a thing or two
about that particular subject.
Welcome now, if you will,
RoboCop.
(audience applauding)
(gentle jazz music)
- They love the big guy, don't they?
- You can take that to the bank, chief.
The numbers from last night's show.
- Woohoo!
- We're talking anabolic.
We're talking obliteration time.
- You think its RoboCop?
- What else?
- Oh, we should give
Pudface some of the credit.
'Cause after all, in his own crude way
he's quite a showman, himself.
- You know, she's got
something there, chief.
If I've learned one thing
(coughs), excuse me,
in my previous position here.
It's that Pudface Morgan
and RoboCop are PR magic.
- No one enjoys success
more than I do, Aubrey.
But lets face it, those
police officers are right.
OCP Media should not be
seen as providing a forum
for criminal maniacs.
It's bad for business.
- Oh, I agree.
- So do I.
- It was just one of
those unforeseen things.
The alarms went off.
RoboCop responded and we got lucky.
To the tune of 68 share.
(Aubrey laughing and clapping)
- But the question is,
how do we follow it up?
I mean, without actual...
- Manipulation?
Now, careful, Aubrey.
If there were any ever hint of-
- No, no.
Of course not.
It's unthinkable. Definitely not.
- RoboCop certainly has star quality.
No doubt about it.
- Who knows?
We may get lucky again.
(suspenseful piano music)
- You know the chairman just loves
what you're doing with
Inside Crime, Ms. Carney.
So do I.
- I appreciate that, Mr. Fox. Thank you.
- God, Rochelle!
(Aubrey panting and kissing)
I thought I'd explode.
Oh, you don't know what it does to me
when you talk ratings.
The higher the share, the more I've got a-
- I know, I know.
(Aubrey kissing loudly)
I feel the same way.
- Of course you do.
We can't pretend with each other.
- You're so good to me, Aubrey.
- You do make it easy, baby.
- I just want the show to be a hit.
- But it is! It is.
I knew when you first came through
that you'd be the one to pull it off.
(Aubrey grunting and kissing loudly)
A woman like you, with
your fire, no one's safe.
Not even me.
- You say the nicest things.
- Oh, you make it easy, baby.
(eerie piano music)
You make it easy, baby. Oh, baby.
- Well, it certainly looks impressive.
- [Sergeant Parks] You can say that again.
- [RoboCop] It's a prototype
for a new generation of armored vehicles.
- The timing could hardly be better.
- Is the gold coming in on schedule?
- Straight through from Siberia.
The largest shipment of
bullion ever attempted
by the Delta City Bank.
Or, any bank for that matter.
- A billion big ones.
I guess so.
- And you say the car is hijack-proof?
- Super steal plating is impenetrable.
- Except for maybe a Carbon-16 drill.
- No, not even that.
- What's Carbon-16?
- A synthetic diamond.
The hardest substance in the world.
- The point is a set of
the diamonds was lifted
by Pudface Morgan the other night.
- I saw that! On Inside Crime.
Well, I was just scanning the dial.
- Yeah, well.
If he went through the
trouble of stealing 'em,
we gotta figure he'll use 'em.
- You mean?
- Exactly.
- Just let him try.
- Yes.
Let him try.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- [Pudface] Hey, lady!
How's about a ten-spot for a hungry guy?
- I don't have a ten-spot.
- Oh, how's about a few for a cappuccino?
- If you don't get away from me,
I'll call a guard.
- Ain't no guards down here!
Only me.
So, how was the ratings?
- You should read the trades.
- Who's got time to read?
- Well it's more than numbers.
It's demographics.
We scored highest among
young males, teens and kids.
- Aw, ain't that sweet.
They want a role model.
- Well, a lot of them are RoboCop fans.
- What?
- The rest of them are with you.
By the way, you improvised brilliantly.
- Oh, you liked that?
- Losing the mask was an inspiration.
- Yeah, I thought that was a nice touch.
- It really made the show.
And it primed the public for a rematch.
What do you say?
Well, we don't want to
disappoint our public, do we?
- Not if we can help it.
(both laughing)
(phones ringing and people
speaking indistinctly)
- [Officer 1] No, she's here.
No, I'm serious, right over there.
Take a look, she's coming in now.
(indistinct office chatter)
(phones ringing)
From the TV show.
- [Officer 2] What's she doing here?
- [Lisa] Plastic.
- [Officers] Excuse me.
- [Officer 2] Let me get that for you.
- [Officer 1] Ms. Carney,
can I get your autograph?
(indistinct office chatter)
(phones ringing)
- I just want us to get along, Lisa.
May I call you Lisa?
- Why not?
- I don't see why there
should be all this hostility.
You know, after all,
we all answer to the man upstairs.
The chairman. (chuckling)
And I'm sure he would like us
to resolve our differences.
Which is why I want to arrange a meeting.
A lunch, perhaps.
Strictly informal.
And this way we can air our problems
in a more civilized way.
- I think that would be swell.
- See?
We're cooperating already.
Oh, by the way.
I wanted to tell you,
you were just too fabulous
on the Umberto Ortega show.
I just love it when a woman
stands up to all these...
Well, you know.
- I didn't really see
it as a gender issue.
- Oh, believe me.
Everything's a gender issue.
(RoboCop stomping)
It's him!
Oh, I- I-
I've never actually seen him in flesh.
- Robo!
(RoboCop whirring and stomping)
This is Rochelle Carney of Inside Crime.
(RoboCop machinery whirring)
- How do you do, ma'am?
- I was just telling Lisa that I hope
that we can work together from now on.
- All good citizens should
work together to combat crime.
- Well put, and so true! (chuckling)
- I must go,
somewhere there is a crime happening.
- Well, I hope we meet again, soon.
(RoboCop stomping)
- It's funny.
I almost said, he's quite a man.
- You don't know the half of it.
(eerie music)
- [Voicemail Greeting]
Thank you for calling
the confidential crime line.
Please leave a message.
- [Pudface] We're going
to a party tonight.
Thought you boys might want to join us.
Could be something special. (laughing)
- And this is?
- This is our dispatch center
where we track all our patrol units.
I can pull it up over here if you'd like.
Okay, the lights indicate
the position of each unit.
Color-coded to status.
Yellow for operational. Green for active.
- That's fascinating.
Is RoboCop included?
- He's that yellow light in zone seven.
Although, you know, he
doesn't act like most units.
He sorta freelances.
Does his own thing.
Just goes after what he can get to.
Like the other night.
- Indeed.
Well, it's been fun.
Thank you so much for your hospitality.
I'll be in touch with
you about that lunch.
- Drive carefully.
(office chatter)
(phones ringing)
(keypad beeping)
- What's happening, Mack?
- Trouble.
I got a crime line call
from Pudface Morgan.
I recognize his voice.
Well, after what we went through-
- Nevermind that, do what he wants.
- But it's against the rules.
- I made the rules, remember?
(dramatic music)
Go.
(suspenseful music intensifying)
(keypad beeping)
- Yeah?
- He's in zone seven.
- Got it.
Thanks, babe.
- Break a leg.
- Hey! What's your business here?
- [Pudface] This!
Whoops!
Got the dropsy?
(Pudface laughing)
- Hi.
We're with Inside Crime.
- Grab some sky, gentlemen.
Hey, Shorty.
Show our host here a good time.
- Sure thing, boss!
Come on folks, get in here!
- And the rest of you guys,
you know what we're after.
(Shorty yelling indistinctly)
Move it!
(lively music)
- [Shorty] Come on, come on!
Come on, come on!
- Hello, police?
I've got a crime to report.
(metal clanking)
That's right. A robbery! In progress!
- I did it, boss!
(Shorty and Pudface laughing)
- [Police Radio] All
units in sector seven.
Robbery in progress.
28th and Hardwell, OMNI Construction.
(police sirens blaring)
(men grunting)
- [Pudface] Hurry it up!
Oh, that's good.
Okay. We're on our way, let's go.
(RoboCop stomping)
- Not so fast, Morgan.
- Who did you say?
- No mask can hide the ugly truth.
(Pudface grunting)
Pudface Morgan.
- Stick and stones may break my bones
but trash talk can't touch me.
Get him, boys!
(g*ns f*ring)
It's time we gave this show
a little heat.
(flamethrower whooshing)
- Whoa!
(fire crackling)
- [Pudface] Not bad.
(somber music)
Just for that,
you can come to my barbecue!
(construction workers yelling)
Come on. Let's go (indistinct).
(car tires screeching)
(construction workers yelling for help)
(triumphant music)
(tires screeching)
(Pudface clapping)
- Great finish, fella!
You oughta be in show biz!
(Pudface laughing).
Get a sh*t of that!
- Perfect, Pudface.
(Pudface laughing)
It's perfect.
(car tires screeching
and Pudface laughing)
(loud expl*si*n and metal clanking)
- [News Broadcaster] Old Detroit's
favorite crime fighter is now
buffed, polished and back on duty.
But controversy still rages
as RoboCop goes another
round with Pudface Morgan
on Inside Crime.
Our lead story tonight.
- Well, Bo, they've done it again.
- Have they ever, Rocky!
For the second week in a row,
viewers were glued to their TV sets
as RoboCop and hyper-criminal,
William Ray Pudface Morgan,
fought to a draw on Inside Crime.
- And what about those ratings?
- And you're telling me
there was no collusion
of any kind?
- No, sir, we're in the clear. Believe me.
- As much as I'd hate to admit it,
Pudface Morgan just flat
out fooled us, right?
- Boy, do I feel stupid.
- I set up that lunch
with the representatives of the police.
We'll have it here if that's convenient?
- Fine.
(tense foreboding music)
- We expect a bonus for this.
- You'll get it.
- Oh!
- Oh!
- Oh, Ms. Carney.
I was wondering if we could have a word?
- I'm afraid I'm in a hurry, Mr. Fox.
- It'll just take a second.
- Aubrey, things are moving very quickly
and we don't want to slip
behind the curve now, do we?
- Well, I know.
But, uh.
- I'll call you.
- If I-
If I can just, uh.
Rochelle.
Rochelle!
(gentle sinister music)
(car honking)
(RoboCop stomping)
- Throw down your w*apon,
you are under arrest.
- Come and get me, Robo clutz!
(toy g*n zaps)
Ah!
Whoa!
- What is that?
(voice simulator beeping off)
- We got 'em at the OCP Mart.
They just came out.
- An AllVox voice simulator.
- You can get all kinds of different ones.
- We saw you on TV, RoboCop.
You and Pudface Morgan.
(voice simulator beeping on)
Show this creep how we
feel about scrap metal!
- Why would a little boy
want to be Pudface Morgan?
- 'Cause he's so cool!
- Television has a lot to answer for.
(child laughing in Pudface's voice)
- The bullion will be
transported from the loading bay
into the surveillance corridor.
Past the four checkpoints,
through the sensor scan.
Finally, emerging in our
maximum security vault.
It's all diagrammed here.
- Yeah, well it looks good, all right.
- Of course, if Morgan does try something.
- It won't be in this place.
Nah, you can bet on that.
All that nitro blast he
grabbed the other day
plus the high speed maxi pierce drill.
The perfect tool for a Carbon-16 bit.
Draw your own conclusions.
- It's almost as if he's telling
us what he's going to do.
- [RoboCop] Pudface Morgan
is usually not so foolish.
- He's an egomaniac.
It's how he gets his kicks.
- Perhaps.
Or perhaps his real target is elsewhere.
- You really think so?
- Not a chance.
Not only will he try for the armored car,
he'll probably do it on TV.
And those sleaze-misters from Inside Crime
would like nothing better.
- God.
(metal slamming loudly)
It's state of the art, RoboCop.
Installed when we moved
in three months ago.
And nothing could pierce those walls.
- When was the building constructed?
- I'm not sure.
We lease this space from OCP Properties.
We've done all we can to enhance security,
as you've seen.
- Well, I still say it won't matter.
Pudface is going after that car.
(loud slam)
(men muttering in confusion)
(suspenseful music)
- What was that?
- Must be the garage.
Hey, maybe it was that lady.
Ain't ya supposed to meet her?
- No!
She was supposed to meet me.
Who's the star around here anyway?
Watch it.
Get out, get out.
(eerie music)
- We have to get a new approach.
The confidential crime line is out.
The only thing I can think of
is if you kidnap my crew.
And then you force them
to go along with you
on your job, whatever it is.
- Where are they gonna be?
- Okay, they're gonna be
with me at the OCP Tower.
Covering a lunch meeting with the chairman
and police officers, PR thing.
Grab them when they leave.
They're sniveling little cowards.
They'll do whatever you say.
- I got a better idea.
Let's grab those weasels
right in front of the
cops and the chairman.
- What?
- Yeah, the chairman's suspicious, right?
So if we pull this off
right in his face with you sitting there.
What's he gonna say?
You'll all be victims.
- Not only that,
he would be so outraged
he'll call in RoboCop personally.
That's perfect!
- Yeah, like I said.
- Pudface Morgan raids the OCP Tower.
It's a blockbuster.
- Yeah, and it's sweeps week.
Well, I took your advice
and I read the trades.
- People told me you were crazy.
- Yeah?
Well, people got a lot to learn about me.
And they're gonna learn it
real soon.
(sinister dramatic music)
(boat horn blowing)
- Now, relax, Mr. Forbes.
Pudface Morgan can't possibly
know the route we're taking.
And even if he did,
there's nothing he can do about it.
- It's just this gold is the
security for the next phase
of the Delta City Renewal Program.
If anything were to happen,
just imagine what the
chairman would do to me.
- Now, listen to me.
We got every available officer
between here and the Delta City Bank.
Nobody, I mean nobody is
gonna stop this convoy.
Go on.
(spirited upbeat music)
(car tires screeching)
(dramatic spirited music)
(hologram zapping)
- Hey, Alex, I've been
watching you on television.
Whoops, not a good time, right?
- You're always welcome, Diana.
- So what's this thing with
you and Pudface Morgan?
- A devious man who should
not be underestimated.
From the look of this army,
I'd say you're taking
him pretty seriously.
- Something feels wrong.
He is manipulating us.
The question is what?
(gentle suspenseful music)
- Lisa!
I am so glad you could come.
- Well, I wouldn't have missed it.
- You know, its a shame
about Sergeant Parks.
- Oh, he's at a very important meeting.
The chairman knows about it.
- Indeed, I do.
In fact, I don't know why
this wasn't rescheduled.
- Well, we're not all privy to the secrets
of the Detroit Police Department.
- Despite what some people think.
- Oh!
- We're taping a special
segment for the show.
See, we believe the public
needs to be reassured that
we're all on the same side.
- I see.
(tense ominous music)
(GPS beeping)
- Beta one to Sergeant Parks.
Beta one to Sergeant Parks.
Beta one to Sergeant Parks.
ETA at the Delta City Bank, 20 minutes.
- What I tell you?
Smooth as a b*llet.
- [Shorty] Pretty neat, boss.
The cops go one way.
We go the other.
- [Pudface] That's the
beauty of it, Shorty.
After today, the whole
world's gonna see RoboCop
for what he really is.
Bozo-cop.
- Success.
(glasses clinking)
- [Aubrey and Rochelle] Success.
- And harmony.
- [Chairman] Absolutely.
- Here, here.
(glasses clinking)
- Mmm.
- [Chairman and Aubrey] Oh!
- How stupid.
- [Aubrey] Just uh, okay.
- Would you excuse me?
- Of course.
(ominous music)
(keypad beeping)
- [Pudface] Ah, right on time.
- Have one of your men hold the door
and you can take Mack and
Marty down the same way.
- You see, Shorty.
She thinks of everything.
- Yeah.
You hold the door.
- Give me time to get
back before you come in.
Oh.
Whatever you do, make it look real.
- What do you think, Shorty?
Can we make it look real?
- We can try.
(both laughing menacingly)
- Yes, intrinsically.
Oh, she's back.
I was just telling Detective Madigan.
Lisa.
That Inside Crime is actually an advocate
for crime prevention.
- And I was just telling Mr. Fox, Aubrey,
that I don't believe a word of it.
- Neither do I, truth be told.
But what can we do?
I mean, the people go for it.
- Oh, so what's next?
Those darn vigilantes?
The wacky world of mob v*olence?
What?
(Chairman laughing)
- You know, chief, that's not bad.
- The point is, how do we encourage crime
by showing a degenerate
like Pudface Morgan?
- [Pudface] Careful, Ms. Carney!
Or you'll hurt my feelings.
- [Aubrey and Rochelle] Pudface Morgan!
- [Pudface] Hold it, Madigan!
Hand it over.
If I nailed you, that would
be a first for Inside Crime.
And frankly, we don't need that.
Because of my two friends,
Mack and Marty, here.
And you, Mr. Chairman!
We're gonna try something special.
We're not just going on prime time.
We're going on prime time live!
(Pudface laughing)
- Beta one to Sergeant Parks.
ETA at the Delta City Bank, five minutes.
- [Sergeant Parks] Robo,
we've got a problem.
You're wanted on video mode, quick!
- [Pudface] Welcome to Inside Crime.
Yeah, its me, Robo-jerk.
And I've got some friends of yours.
(menacing music)
If you wanna see them
again, it's real simple.
All you gotta do is hand
over that bundle of goodies
that you're about to deposit
in the Delta City Bank.
That's right, big guy.
A cool billion.
And just to keep you honest,
we're gonna stay on the air,
live, until you get here.
Should be a fun show.
(Pudface laughing)
Tell the truth, tin-man.
You knew I was going to get that gold
one way or another.
You know you did!
(Pudface laughing loudly)
(car tires screeching)
(tense music)
(policemen speaking indistinctly)
- You were right.
Pudface knew he couldn't b*at this car
so he set us up.
While we empty the precincts,
he strolls into OCP.
Bags the chairman and Madigan.
I should've seen it coming.
- But you're not gonna pay the ransom?
- Not on your life.
If he thinks he can get away with this,
he's loonier than I figured.
- Let's go, men!
OCP Towers.
- But the gold!
- I'll lave a SWAT team with you.
You two. Willcox!
- Grab some sky, big boy!
Come on, stretch 'em!
Or I'll let ya have it.
- You should be in school.
- School's for losers, tin-man.
Fire!
(child laughing in Pudface's voice)
- Let's move, Robo.
(police sirens blaring)
- School's for losers, tin-man!
- Tell the truth, tin-man!
- Tin-man!
- Tin-man!
- Diana, I need your help.
(hologram zapping)
- I thought you'd never ask.
Media central.
- Gotcha, I'm on my way.
- You know.
Since I've been doing these
guest parts for Inside Crime,
I get a lot of mail.
Anonymous, of course, asking me,
"Pudface, how can I get to be such
a great criminal like you?"
Well kids, you can't.
Because I'm unique.
But for all you young
law-breakers out there,
success in crime can be
summed up in just three words.
Practice, practice, practice.
(static buzzing)
What? What happened?
- It's not us.
- I, I, I.
- It's a transmission problem.
(televisions zapping)
- Oh, it's back.
Wait a minute.
That was me half an hour ago!
What's goin' on here?
- I, I, I, I.
- I want some answers!
- They've obviously put you on tape delay.
- Meaning what?
- Meaning they're as tired
of your hot air as we are.
- Oh, sista.
You are right on the edge.
- You're way over it, pal.
- I smell a double-cross.
Say it ain't so, Ms. Carney!
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Oh, no?
Well hear this,
you got us into this place.
And if anything goes wrong,
you're getting us out.
- What does he mean?
- Rochelle?
- Oh, he's lying.
Can't, can't, can't you see?
I met with him obviously
but I never thought.
I mean, he, I never
thought it'd come to this.
He double-crossed me! He was
supposed to kidnap the crew.
- What?
- See it was gonna be a show.
Just like always.
Believe me, it was.
- You mean all those shows were fixed?
- No. Absolutely and unequivocally.
I didn't know anything about this, chief.
I am surprised as you are.
- No, you did know.
You didn't wanna know.
Just as long as we had the numbers.
Leave all the dirty work to me, right?
You even got a little bit on the side.
- What?
But that's preposterous.
What does she mean,
"a little bit on the side"?
(laughing uncomfortably)
I have always had the utmost respect
for all of our fine female employees.
- All right, Aubrey, I've heard enough.
You're reassigned.
- No. Not back to PR, please?
- Take it or leave it.
- I'll take it.
- And as for you.
- You'll get my
resignation in the morning.
- Will you people knock it off?
You can all resign from
the world right now!
- Talk is cheap, Morgan.
Can you back it up?
(g*ns f*ring)
- Nice going. We got 'em.
- Guess again, flat foot!
(Rochelle gasping sharply)
(Rochelle whimpering)
One step closer and she's history.
(Pudface and Rochelle grunting)
- Creep!
- Ow!
- How dare you put your
filthy hands on me?
(Pudface grunting)
(Rochelle shrieking)
- [Lisa] Rochelle, come on!
Stop that!
- [Sergeant Parks] Rochelle!
(Pudface and Rochelle grunting)
You lying swine!
- He's not worth it!
- I hate men!
- I know, yeah.
I know, I know.
(Rochelle sobbing)
- How 'bout that?
The master criminal taken down by a woman.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing, nothing.
- Well, I'd say its a good job all around.
- I agree.
- Pudface Morgan is finished!
- Not quite.
- What?
(dramatic music)
- How did he?
- With this.
(voice simulator beeping off)
A voice simulator.
- Then where's Pudface?
(laser blasting and zapping)
- Show time.
- [TV Pudface] Say it
ain't so, Ms. Carney.
(Pudface laughing)
- Nice delivery, Shorty.
Just as I wrote.
(ceiling blasting and crumbling)
(Pudface laughing and sneering)
- [TV Pudface] You can all
resign from the world right now.
- [TV RoboCop] Talk is cheap, Morgan.
Can you back it up?
- Definitely, Robo-chump.
Most definitely.
(Pudface laughing)
Bingo!
(Pudface sneering)
(Pudface laughing loudly)
I'm rich!
I'm rich! I'm rich!
I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm rich!
Yes, I'm rich!
I'm too rich to k*ll.
- No.
(triumphant music)
You are under arrest.
(g*ns f*ring from TV recording)
- But, but.
- The picture is delayed.
So you would not be alarmed.
- How'd you figure that out?
I was so smart.
- Not smart enough.
(flashlight smashing on the ground)
(Pudface grunting)
- Let me go!
- It's what you wanted,
Morgan, to be on TV.
(Mack speaking indistinctly)
(Pudface yelling angrily)
(Pudface yelling)
- [Narrator] Next week at this time,
Inside Crime will not be seen.
Watch for the premiere of the wacky, new,
live-action, fun-fest,
Those Darn Vigilantes!
(tv zapping)
(upbeat music)
♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪
♪ A light still burns ♪
♪ It takes you back there
to a memory you've heard ♪
♪ In the heart of the
darkness, she's still there ♪
♪ She's always holdin'
on to what you share ♪
♪ Is anybody out there
gonna take your hand ♪
♪ Hold you close ♪
♪ Help you understand ♪
♪ There's a future to this life ♪
♪ And it burns in the night ♪
♪ There's a future to this life ♪
♪ But it's like a sign in the sky ♪
♪ There's a future to this life ♪