All language subtitles for the.running.man.2025.

You said I was one of your best guys.

Was.

But if you take me back, just ask them
to take me off the block list.

Say that again, and I'll kick you and
your kid out on your ass.

Bringing her here to guilt me.

Look, I need to work.

She said a few years ago last week. That
ain't on me.

I'm not the jerk that spoke to a union
rep about radiation exposure one time.

You got your daughter.

Your nuts didn't fly.

Take the win.

Bye -bye.

Same kid in my office.

You know, I didn't bring her here to
kill you.

I'm only here to stop myself from losing
your face off this desk.

And this is you?

Not angry?

Not... Not... Hey, you!

Stop that!

Aren't you mad enough to risk it all?

Today is your last chance in the years
to be on The Running Man.

If you can duck the boys in black, the
public, and the cone -tuckers for 30

days, you'll run away with a billion new
dollars.

Go on.

I'll give you a head start.

You've got the cash if you've got the
balls.

Don't miss the final run of the season.

Don't worry.

Daddy's not that crazy.

Lockers feed the wheel. We're a big
-boned badass that's bravely to bag a

box. Am I right, bud?

And away we'll go.

For 100 new dollars, the capital of
France is A.

Marseille, C.

Lyon, or C. Paris.

Cynthia, drop a hundo in the hammy.

Oh, look at the fuzzy hipster.

Did you see the fuzzy hipster? No.

Next question. For $1 ,000, how many
laboratories does a NetAir

Flying V luxury jetliner have?

Is it A4, B5, or C6?

Big B, bud.

See, Dad, it's good.

The rich are even more full of shit than
Daddy thought.

It's time to see the kids!

Oh, God.

But in my hand is the question that
could change your

life. Who in the world doesn't have a
loaner?

Oh, I don't know.

God, we hardly knew yet. Oh, okay.

How's she doing? Mommy!

How's she doing?

She's really burning up. Hey! Come on,
Mommy!

She's hurting back.

That's not good.

All right.

Wait, what is this?

Look, I know.

Molly said he would have real horns,
damn it. Real flumens. Yeah, well, a

black market buddy has all the stuff to
kill people, but it's sold out of a

thing to save them.

All right.

Thank you.

This stuff doesn't make her better, Mia.

But it makes her feel better.

Look, I just pulled another double at
the Hellhole Club, and if it wasn't dead

in the morning, I could still be there.
So that's what we can afford today.

I talked to him.

What, you did?

Who watched Kathy?

Took her with me.

Figured, you know, guilt tripled.

No, you took her so you wouldn't beat
the crap out of her.

Smart. I left my pride at the door. I
was respectful.

Maybe. Got a little heated at the end,
but... I didn't know it was game over.

They don't want us to win.

I'm sorry, Adley.

I tried.

Hey, you're just being punished for
being a good man.

We were just standing up for you guys.

It just didn't seem right. You know, I
got to be a dad and they didn't... Ben,

none of this is your fault.

It doesn't change our situation.

No?

But we're in it together, right?

Wait, where's your song?

Oh, Ben, those take forever to make. No,
no, it was on when we got home. Hold

on. It's here. It's here. We'll go to
the country, Ben.

Why didn't you kick that off?

Shh. Don't worry.

My dad is going to find it.

Get it together, girl.

Honey, are you going back to the
Libertine? I don't want to. I thought

that place was dead in the morning. It
is.

Except for the most desperate, wasted
loser.

My friend told me how to get tips out of
these guys.

You're the way she can do it all the
time. No. Look, if these jerks can flash

indie piranhas, they can absolutely save
a kid's life. Babe, I can't let you do

that. Ben, she is burning up.

My friend makes 20 new every shift.
Usually from just one customer.

Hey, now, you know I'd never do that.

That friend doesn't even let her grab
her ass.

She just charms him into tipping for
something that's not on sale. And right

it's prime time for that kind of play.
Look, it's the wrong exec.

Think that you ripped him off. You could
end up in the dump like that girl

across the street. I'm sorry. These men
are savages. If we didn't get real

farms, real real docs, she'd be the
survivor of the night.

We don't have a choice.

Yeah, we do.

Where are you going?

Give money.

Enough for her to see a real doc before
bedtime.

You look for me about taking chances?

People on that show never come back. I'm
not even trying to for the running man.

There's a ton of other shows. Look, the
lowest amount someone won today, $75.

I get on one of those, we get the meds.
Oh no, people on these games get hurt

too, like really bad.

Kids stuff makes the kind of jobs I
work.

Hey, promise me you won't go on that
show.

Obligatory.

business never building tryouts proceed
to your destination well

-being prosecutor

Oh, no.

Foster. Ben Richards, 35, married.

Employment history.

Hired by CJEN. Fired for
insubordination.

Why is there a red triangle on my file?
Fired by Nanty Pility. Fired for... Hey

man, I asked you a question.

Insubordination?

Hired by Defense Nant for the daughter.

Fired for insubordination. Poor kid.

You mentioned my daughter again. They
don't make class thick enough.

to stop me from choking you out.

Elevator six.

Next. Proceed directly to your
destination.

Please stay in your plotted zones.

Hey.

Go out 27, right?

Yeah. 29, neighbor.

Loft one.

Right. Yeah.

I'm Tim.

Tim. Jancy.

Jancy's my last name, and Tim is short
for Timothy.

Got it.

Should we all go around and say our
names in a fun fact?

We can do it later.

Let's go.

You didn't have to do that back there.
No problem.

You'll help him, Will.

Obedience. Never.

Heroism. Useless.

Technology. Abuse.

Freedom. No.

Authority. Burn.

Anarchy. When.

Justice.

Hilarious.

Family.

Next image, what do you see?

Cutest puppy ever.

What about this one?

Oh, it's my favorite flower.

Giving me a hug.

Final image, tell me about it.

Infinite bunnies sucked into a knife
tornado, spraying blood all over the

galaxy.

And Mr. Richards, you are quantifiably
the angriest man to ever audition for

shows.

Well, that really pisses me off.

Proceed directly to your next
destination.

Final assessment.

Ooh, our jumpsuits are in here.

You are required to change your size
jump.

You're all bugged out.

Oh, thank me.

Nice. You must wear your designated
jumpsuit.

He's got a target on his back.

Yo, Richard.

It would be us, man.

It would be us.

Come on, shit happens, right?

Sandy Richards.

Ooh, that's us.

The day you run to add light to your
days.

days to your life.

I'd say both are pretty fucking true.

Don't miss the final run of the season.

I always thought this was fake, but I
don't know.

Feeling pretty real now.

All right, guys.

Feeling real -yosa.

And it's feeling realer every second, y
'all.

Later. Miss Longhorn.

Hey, uh, you're the man, Richard.

Never would have made it without you.

You like spaghetti?

Go a little further this way.

Hey, so far, so good.

Don't worry, we'll keep it down.

Mr.

Richards?

Lead a non -ass curriculum.

It is not death that man should fear,
but never beginning to live.

Dan Killian.

Go ahead.

Relax. Sit.

No. Critics say The Running Man
represents a return to the barbarism of

Roman Colosseum.

I disagree.

I'm not doing The Running Man.

I'm aware of your family crisis.

And I think the contents of this
envelope will help.

If we come to an agreement, it's yours
to keep.

Call it a signing bonus.

I'll do any other show.

The most anyone's ever won on another
show is a thousand ND, and I know it

sounds like a tremendous sum, but it's
not enough to get your family out of

slumside for good.

Whereas on The Running Man, merely
surviving a single week would put the

Richards in the top 1 % of global
wealth.

See for yourself.

Page 66.

I'm not trying to get myself killed.

Mr. Richards, I'll be honest with you.

I've said this to every contestant, but
this is the first time I've really meant

it.

You have what it takes to win this game.

Our viewers have a burning desire to see
a runner go the distance, and we've had

men come close.

29 days in season one.

But it's going to take somebody special
to go the full 30.

You tested off the charts, so I looked
through your employment history and had

my assistant show me your highlights.

And this is the most thrilling 10
seconds of video I've seen all year.

Well, they fired me for destroying the
orniths.

But you bounced back.

Hired by DefenseNet, the best wages
downtown.

No, best dog shit's still dog shit.

Then why beg to be rehired?

Let's be honest.

You stuck your neck out one too many
times for your co -workers and got your

head chopped off.

Pretty gutsy, considering half the
country thinks union should be illegal.

I come from the other half.

So they can kiss my ass twice.

Right there.

Is why you can win this game.

You're a fighter, Richard.

Network blasted you from all the corps
they own, except for this one.

You risk your life for other men and
their families long enough and do it for

you and yours.

Put your boots on.

Make them pay in cash.

Sign the agreement and change your
family's life forever.

And what... Your father wouldn't want
that.

May your thumb print pass the bottle.

Welcome to the running man.

This is exciting.

Ah, there you are.

I assume you two have an understanding
based on her line of work.

She's a waitress at a club.

I've hit a nerve.

My apologies.

To mutually profitable collaboration.

I'm Agent Duck.

Your Family Alliance liaison.

Family Alliance is the network's premium
private security service.

It's included in your contract.

No point in winning all that jack just
to get your people robbed and killed.

We'll relocate the fam.

Put them under an assumed name.

That's the one thing you won't have to
worry about.

You have one call.

To the wife.

Let her know. We'll be there in the
morning.

I need to bring her this tonight. I
promise I will be back before the show

starts. No one comes back.

I got a lock. You want a really nice
apartment?

Come on, man.

I have a sick kid.

I'll deliver it now and bring back her.
I see.

Can you give her this too?

Hey, you okay?

Where are you?

I'm at the network building. I'm fine.

Look, a man named dog. He's going to
bring you 500 new in cash.

Take her to Uptown Mercy, all right?

It's 24 -7. Get her a real doc, whatever
she needs.

What did you do?

I'm on the running, man.

Listen to me.

I promise I'll be back.

I gotta go get her ready.

I love you.

Your feet smell like dead mice. Now I
have to burn them.

Hello, America. You know me.

I'm Bobby King.

And if you want to learn your thirst,
please call an ice -cold little dad.

The official evidence of the running
man.

This is the starting gun, minus nine to
eight.

So time.

Let's roll.

Wrist.

This is your running band.

You're going to use it for timers,
reminders, and rewards.

You look great.

Great. One minute warning. Let's look.

One minute.

You got one job out there. Say what's on
your

mind. You're feeling angry, violent,
aggrieved. Don't think before you speak.

That's for pussies. Go off, curse, shake
your dick at the crowd. It's all good

freebie. Lobby T.

Daniel, you son of a bitch.

How many times I got to tell you, do not
put blue fin in my amused boots.

When I pull a mercury poison on a show
night, your boots will not be amused,

Dan. Oh, there's one.

Yeah, that's that.

Yep. Oh.

I know it's weird to see me in real
life, but you'll get used to it.

I'm flesh and blood just like you are.

My robot puts my pants on one leg at a
time.

Classic, Bobby.

Not.

Shake your dick in the crowd. That's a
bad note.

You look great.

Twenty seconds, people.

All right. Be up there. Are you ready?

Yes.

The new Coliseum.

America, the greatest country in the
fucking universe.

We work hard. After a long day of
busting ass, we get to kick back and

good.

But some don't want to work for that
privilege.

Me, Trotter, Freeloader.

And why should they when they can take
it from you?

Welcome to the game where we give three
of these guys all the freedom they want.

Biodata? Erase. No scanners? No
trackers. For 30 days, all that stands

these men and millions is you.

Record. Report.

Reward. With over 10 million new dollars
and prizes won, the best audience in

the world remains... UNDIPATED!

from reaching your full potential, but
now that anger is your superpower.

Embrace it. Our world must tell from
right here in Co -op City.

Ben Richards, a healthy 35 -year -old
man who thinks he's too good to work for

living.

Mr. Richards' last job was a full -time
position at DefenseNet until he spilled

military secrets from Army Union. He's
not even there.

That bullshit!

That bullshit!

That's right.

He's bit the ham that feeds him because
that's what dogs do.

Remember that face.

You win 3 ,000 new dollars for a
verified report and 10 ,000 is the lead

a kill.

We've doubled the prizes for the last
one of the season because when the

go up and the stakes be high because the
thousands he wins

goes to his wife Sheila.

which will only take the biggest hit at
the Liberty if you comprendo by any

window.

Abandon Moe Richards.

It's up to her now to raise the tragic
king of this city.

But with that, I think it's time for...
Well,

Mr. Rexes.

Come on, can we hear it? Do you know
anybody famous?

Last words.

Yeah.

Fuck you, Dan.

How long do you think you'll last?

Long enough to burn this building down
and everyone in it.

You, Mr. Richards, are what they used to
refer to as a game changer.

Now listen, I shouldn't say this, but
when the run begins, lay low with your

kind. You'll last longer.

And also, in case you missed it in your
contract, every goon you kill wins you a

10K bonus.

And it's a hundo per hundred.

I don't know how I did.

But I'm gonna fuck you up.

The hunters don't hunt until the record
and report app goes live.

Tomorrow morning. The running game.

You must take 10 minutes of on -cam ham
per day.

These envelopes cannot be tracked.

Drop them in a network drone express
mailbox before midnight or you'll be

disqualified. Thank you. From further
winnings, but still hunted for 30 days.

Don't die for free.

Get your tape set. Go free.

Run far.

Get rich.

Make it to midnight tomorrow and win 5
,000 new dollars.

Awards increased by...

thousands per day, and double at the end
of each week. The grand prize for

surviving day 30 is now a billion new
dollars!

Before they can win that, who do they
have to get past?

Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Hunters!

Five men who fight for real freedom.

Deep undercover where you least expect
them. In fact, they may be amongst you.

Hearts are destroyed, gentlemen.

Take a last look at these thugs.

Observe the typical disguise of their
kind used to escape justice.

In mere moments, they will walk among
you, free to do whatever they want,

we stop them together!

13th and Obama.

Hey, running man.

I was watching you out on the freebie.
13th and Obama.

Okay.

What's up, man?

Hey, take a pic with me. Okay.

What do you mean? No, it's okay.

You gotta be nice, man, so people don't
report you, okay? Because people will do

that. Not me, though, man. I'm a nice
guy. No, you know what? You're right.

Hey, we should pull over and pick up one
of these hookers. She can take the

pick, huh?

Yeah!

Sickest idea ever, man!

Yeah!

Hey,

what are you doing, man?

Yeah, you better...

You don't see me on the hatch?

I saw you two blocks away on the
infrared.

What do you want?

Look, I need two ID cards and a gun.

Forget it. I don't do guns.

Go see Mickey on the third.

What in the hell is your problem, man?

The running man?

What are you thinking?

I had you pegged for smarts. Look, I
didn't have a choice. Kathy was sick. Do

you know how much danger you put me in
coming here?

If you want to kill yourself, fine.

But leave me out of it, okay? You got
it?

God damn it, Ben.

IDs are 100.

It's 30 each for costumes and
accessories.

I've got a priest, I've got a combat
veteran, I've got an exec.

And the ruck order, make the 200 new,
all in.

Go hide out in survival.

Tile five.

I'm going to lock the incinerator. Oh, I
already did.

You don't mind if I check, do you?

All right, you heroes, come and get it.

Listen, Jordan, if he lets go, we're all
dead.

You sell a lot of these?

I can't keep them in stock.

Those TVs don't watch you back.

It's going to work.

Absolutely. Okay,

you ready?

One, two, three.

All right.

Let's test out this contact.

Can you read anything on that shelf?

B .F .E.

20. Holy shit.

How do you have black Irish?

That's not for sale. Yeah, like I put
that shit in my pocket.

Only took a couple grams to blow a fat
person's sewers uptown.

B .F .E.

Big fucking explosion.

So what's your plan?

I don't know.

Play along with my own kind?

Your own kind will sell you out in a
heartbeat.

I'd find the busiest place you can and
disappear in the crowd. That's my

Well, you can leave the same way you
came.

Molly, I had to do it.

No, you didn't.

I was going to bring you on here.

I would have missed a partner.

I should have told Sheila yesterday, but
I wanted to tell you myself.

Hey, too late for that now.

Well, Godspeed.

See you on the big screen.

New York City, one way.

Hey, mister, your face.

I don't think you ever saw it.

You say anything, I will kill you so
fast your mom won't even wake up. But

mustache.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry about that.

I'll be right back.

Welcome to Brass Hotel, Mr. Springer.

You saved your mustache.

Fell off on the train.

I hate when that happens.

Everything okay, Mr. Springer?

Yeah.

Stubbed.

Have a good night.

Day. You know what?

Have fun.

be on camera 10 minutes a day.

They didn't say which part, so.

Guess you can wash my ass, take a nap.

his frontal legs.

Our husbands are hard at work and
they're a co -op thing, that's why.

Women should dance, kids.

Running with death.

You watch The Running Man?

Uh, I guess.

I heard there's this guy on there who
kind of looks like me and he's really

or something. I don't know.

I don't know.

I'm going to come back in a little bit
and I'm going to try to ask that again.

And that's Jansky stepping out with
his...

Get out of there, buddy.

You're walking. It's the fucking running
man.

Hi,

I'd like to extend my stay for three
days.

I'd be happy to arrange that for you,
Mr. Springer.

In the same room, if possible. Let me
see what I can do.

Thank you.

Your look.

Looks like I can keep you in the same
room, Mr. Springer.

Great.

Can I get you a car this morning?

Uh, you know what?

I think I'll walk.

Attention passengers.

This is our final stop, Boston.

Please check your personal belongings
before leaving.

Thank you for traveling with us.

Hey, brother.

I need to get off the street.

Oh, yeah?

I'm looking for a place to rack out for
the month.

Mm -hmm.

Off the net, if you know what I mean.

Oh, is that so?

I'll give you a hundred new for you and
another honor for your jacket.

A deuce hundo for this rat -ass jacket
and that rat -ass robe.

Fella, you need to get a Jamaica plane,
pick up your head, man. Come on.

Put that shit away. What are you trying
to get us killed?

Let me see your face.

Where'd you deploy?

Alaska.

Hey, Shrapnel. You ain't seen combat,
but I reckon it ain't stolen valor if

paid me for it.

You stay out of my trash.

I guess doing that basement again, I'm
going to stomp you. And I'm going to get

me bro to take care of you. He'll kick
your cow ass over the moon. Beat it.

Good luck.

You know, I've always been the guy who
falls for this. I showed up to work very

suddenly.

Obviously.

I mean, I'm on the murder show.

What are you going to do?

Take on the whole world?

Sweet. So here I am, a grown -ass man
playing hide -and -seek for money.

I think I'll just lay low.

Keep it cool.

Try not to burn out.

Depressed. Demonic.

Deceased.

What's happening with the remaining
runners -break?

Tune in and find out.

Next up, rich and bold, it's those
Americanos.

Hey, Jim.

How do you like this energy wine?

I'm a big fan.

Love it.

How about you, Bill?

That's pretty much my favorite thing,
General.

So, uh, guys, do you mind if I ask you a
personal question?

Why do we all have the same voice?

Okay.

Now, later.

Good to see you too, Frank.

You have a restaurant.

If you have someone to talk to.

Damn thumb.

You're a weird guy friend.

There's no way out.

Never under water.

I saw him! I saw Ben Richards!

He's headed downstairs!

Angulating the bird in that position.

Confirming the location.

I can feel the universe.

Mr. West.

What about the fact that you walked the
walk?

Did you understand?

the signal.

The lower cams have entered the
building.

This was a game.

Here we go!

He's not going anywhere.

Bravo.

Bravo.

Hey, buddy.

You're all free to eat. The hunters are
racing to intercept their prey.

Better run, Mr. Richard.

You are re -watched, lucky man!

Stop filming me!

No, I'm out!

We're headed for the lobby.

Richard,

you're going down.

Hey, come on out

I know you're here.

Come here, you little rat. Get off me!

You're the one who reported me. It
wasn't me.

I ain't no rat. Oh, yeah?

Let me go!

I don't get Big Bro to take care of me.
You think your Big Bro can kick my ass

if that's what I get to do? He's not
gonna kick your ass. He's gonna save it.

You need help.

I mean, you gotta get off these streets,
man.

Who's in zoos off in this bitch?

Everyone's looking for you.

I'll be right back.

Don't run the reference about the life
update. I can

pay

you get me off the street for the day.
Hell no. I need treatment.

My sister got real bad.

I'll pass you well, Richard.

Faster every day.

Just a shocking amount of destruction
here. The NCD on tactical alert. As

pour in from neighboring districts to do
justice for their fallen brethren.

The NCD bomb squad is on scene combing
through the rubble for evidence.

Preliminary reports indicate Richard set
off the explosion in the basement.

His body is yet to be found.

Baby.

This dude ain't going nowhere.

Goons got the hoods around him. We out.

No,

you seem like a smart cat.

What made you sign up to be a cog in
their propaganda machine?

I'm just trying to take care of my
family.

Just like you and your sister.

Jim.

My kid was sick.

I've had my wife enough to get her well.

Now I'm trying to put enough to get them
out.

There's only two.

So if I do my job, she'll never even
remember so I'm sad.

Okay, Richards.

I can get you past that blockade, but
I'm going to need a couple days to set

up, so I'm out here in the meantime.

You know, you could go to 430 if you
play smart.

And what makes you such an expert?

Tune in and find out.

I don't want a doc, I want just a doc.
So why is it got to be so damn rough?

What goes on behind the scenes of the
biggest 3D show of all time?

Welcome to The Apostle, episode 33 of
Rules of the Running Man. If you dig,

and distribute.

The network has three types for every
run. Oh my God.

Type 1, hopeless dupe.

Hopeless dude is cursed with a fatal
misunderstanding of human nature.

He usually lasts less than 48 hours.

Come and get me.

Give me a serve, pal.

Oh, that's a takeout.

Oh, he is cooked.

Type two, negative dude.

Bro gets smoked by the end of week one
because he buys too much ass and not

enough food with his running start.

As blame to his appetite, he often
serves himself up.

But if a runner's getting good ratings,
they let him run 13 days.

And just like Papa always said, you can
fly.

But you can't catch a ghost.

So, by the end of week two, ratings
usually peak. Oh, shit. The crowd wants

blood, and Final Dude becomes a victim
of his own success.

They might hide from destiny, but they
never are one.

That's me, Nicole!

I'm the running man!

Double kill!

Rest in pieces!

That's him.

Is that supposed to inspire me? Oh, come
on, man!

Don't you get it?

After that escape tonight, live, prime
time, you are final dude.

And they're gonna squeeze every last
drop of ratings out of your ass, so you

gotta leave until negative news flows
out to get somewhere safe.

Which gives us enough time to set you up
for the biggest underdog win in game

show history.

So where the hell is safe?

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

I guess we'll find out. Got a package
heading your way.

Yeah, special delivery.

Add a scene on preview.

Okay, I see you.

And pick up location B.

Got it.

Mama's coming, baby.

Okay, okay.

Radioactive dust.

We rolled out an explosion.

Never heard about that.

Yeah, you never heard of it because the
network owns the news.

Just like they own that munitions
factory. Just like they own the

what about the compliance with safety
regs, right?

That's how June got sick.

For all you watching, not the exact...

Not the technicals. You live in a tower
uptown. I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to the people in the co -op.

The ones who can't get a job. The
squatter tribes.

The kids getting shot for looking at a
goon the wrong way.

There's something you all need to know.

The network is giving our kids cancer
and they are covering it up.

Previously on The Running Man.

I'm still here.

Just sit here.

Ladies and gentlemen, last night, seven
men and one woman gave their lives to

protect ours.

Their love for their country only
matched by the love for their children.

Uh -oh.

Someone served to end the lives of these
big heroes, and that someone was Ben

Richards.

His new face has arrived, and somebody
has to say about it.

For all you walkers, not these devils.

Not the technicals. If you live in a
tower uptown, I'm not talking to you.

talking to the people in the co -op. The
squatter tribe.

The ones who gave their jobs.

The kids didn't shop for looking at a
group the wrong way. There's something

all need to know.

I laughed my ass off smoking those
drinks.

And I wasn't just laughing at the
scrims. I was laughing at their kids.

Now do you know how it felt when daddy
did it to someone else?

i didn't say that okay i made a video
about the network giving kids cancer

all fake you might get him out of here
right now

Oh, I was getting crazy on him.

The game's around tonight.

Yeah, we got to go. You ready?

Here we go.

Okay. Two, two, one, go.

Go, Michael, boy, go. I got it.

No.

No. I know. I know. Stay cool.

Come on. Come on.

Don't stop until we're out. Hey, what's
going on?

They're still on us. I know.

Go home. Okay.

Go home.

Go home.

Go home. Go home.

Go home.

You really think it's a word?

You preach to the rest of your self
-tape, my man heads out, drops them on

way, while you stay from the ground.
They won't know what hit them.

Out. Unless you die.

That's the case.

Why are you helping me?

It's about what they have.

We don't got each other's back if the
game's over before it even begins.

What's up, America?

I was about to tell you the network
faked itself, Dave, but if I did, they

faked this one, too. So, I'm just going
to read you something instead.

Dear Diary, I woke up with a blot today.

My regular gig of killing heroic goons
was feeling too routine.

Time for a meat day.

So, I ate my favorite breakfast in bed.

The scent was puppies. I could have
eaten one.

Then I did yoga. I blew up a courthouse.

I know.

Creature of habit.

But tonight, I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love.

I'm going to make love. I'm going to
make love.

I'm going to make love.

and Lachlan has burned with the last of
her rushing mind.

We're still here, you shittiers!

Damn, Richard, that's a tough act to
follow, but... Challenge accepted!

Yeah! Oh!

Go off, neighbors.

Oh, my God! Look at it!

Oh!

Who does this?

Definitely her.

Lachlan, get... Real.

Keep boys going down. No way. I got Ken
Clemson. Ben Richards dies next.

Oh, come on. He's pissed the network off
all the way. That's why he's gonna win.

The guy's got marks. Yeah, he's one of
us.

Taking on the boys in black.

Giving the world a finger.

He's your final runner. That's a fact.
Damn straight.

What do you think, Reverend?

You seen this Richards guy?

No.

But he sounds like quite the character.

What's wrong with you?

Me again.

Look, here's the real deal.

I'm not out here trying to fight the
power.

I'm not out here to have fun.

I'm here to win and get back in the
standing.

You won't see me throwing miles off
cocktails. You won't see me throwing

parties.

You won't see me at all.

Just in time, father.

Best take out of Maine.

Can I ask you something?

Of course, my son.

So I got this girlfriend.

Okay.

Am I going to hell for using robbers?

You may well go for not using them.

I have some brothers and sisters.

My father said he was in hell every
single day.

Thanks, father.

Have a good night.

Careful out there.

This is the guy who stopped me from
seeing my daughter again.

is a message for my fellow citizens.

And let me make this clear for the
chiefs. If I die on this show, I died

two things I believe in my wife and my
kid, everything else and everyone else

can fuck off.

know what that sound is she rolled

the dice on a very public appearance at
the holy grail casino

No.

We did.

But they did!

Sorry,

Hunter. All you managed to kill was my
vibe.

Remember, kid, don't think and drive.

Unless you're good at it.

Jeff and Gino will receive a lifetime
supply of fun!

The hunters will be out for blood.

They hate civilian killers.

Things are going to start ramping up.

Mom, wouldn't be surprised if they fire
up the DNA if they first do this.

I don't want anything, Mom.

I don't need anyone.

Mom, what a tough guy you just made. I'm
not looking for anything.

Don't ask for an autograph. Alfie, what
if he's in dairy?

He's not in dairy, Mom.

Don't worry, son.

She thinks you're an actual demon, but
she's fairly deaf. We can use our normal

voices.

Hand him down!

She used to be a kind, clever woman.

This is where it all happens.

Amateur lab for making handcrafted soap,
as far as you know.

Normal, non -revolutionary literature.

Wink wink.

Copy art from my harmless community
newsletter.

You follow my drift?

Huh.

Who would the DNA have been?

A black ops scanner said ID has
fragmented strands of DNA.

These things are hidden in every street
lamp across the country, which is why

you've got to get underground ASAP.

Man, if you want to ask, just ask.

What is that with the hot dog cart?

My dad was a cop.

A good cop.

Quit in protest when the network
privatized local police.

He believed officers should be
accountable to the town, but pay them,

government. Sure as hell not some
megacorp.

So he bought the cart, busted his ass.
We never missed a meal.

Better an honorable hot dog vendor than
a crooked goon.

But his friends who signed on with the
SCG didn't appreciate his choices.

They let him know every chance they got.

He made damn sure we were safe in his
house.

And every time he took that card out,
oh, you see what it did to my mom.

And this is what they did to my dad.

His buddies on the force never solved
the case.

They're the ones who killed him.

But you can't kill an idea.

Dad was their worst nightmare.

A free man with a conscience.

And everything they destroyed in him
lives on in me.

Like a nuclear blast.

It never burns out.

I'm good.

Hey, man.

I can't outrun faith.

I cannot hide from death.

That's what I feel.

was killed deadly from this cold war
cell tree found in a nearby forest.

I have a detailed map for how to get
there. You can survive down there for

years, but you'll only need it for two
weeks.

I'll pre -shoot the rest of your tapes
tomorrow.

What do you think?

Um... Or... Maybe just... white.

Hardcore.

Check this out.

You can be arrested just for having
proof in your house.

But this won't be distributed until
right after you win.

What's that all?

A special issue on the network's most
heinous crimes.

What does that have to do with me?

A bomb's chemicals hold great power.

But without an initiator to make it go
boom, it's harmless.

You know why they cheer for you down
there?

They think you just might win.

And if you can survive against those
booms, so can they.

The people have had it.

This country's ready to blow.

And you're the initiator. I'm not.

The initiator.

I have a guide phone to get back to his
family.

It's you against the world either way,
brother.

Why not be both?

My mom thinks the bathroom across the
hall is haunted, so that's on you.

If the light on the hallway is on,

Hey. I appreciate what you're doing.

But if they find out you're helping
those same goons that got your dad,

they'll come for you.

Once and all.

Rule two, bully your followers heavily.

Rule three, defend your family and your
farm at the same time.

Rule four,

don't block the network, ever.

And rule five, you remember your

dad had loved you a whole lot.

No matter what.

Ha!

I knew it was you, devil murderer!

Stay away from my elf! Ma 'am! Ma 'am!
You savage!

Wait! Ma 'am! Oh, never eat puppies
again!

Ma 'am, no!

Ma 'am!

Ma 'am, it's okay!

He's a friend! How do you know?

Ma 'am! Ma 'am!

If you press that button...

The NCG will come and fire you, okay? We
will not care who gets caught in the

crossfire. It will be a bloodbath.

We don't need every goon in the state
coming through that door, right?

Richard, it's just nothing in my home!

Okay, stay where you are.

What? What are you?

We gotta get going.

I just need five minutes to follow these
guys before we do.

What? Grab your stuff. I'll get the
thief.

You're not listening. It's dangerous.

Get in the safe room.

Doctor, the hunter's never arrived on
scene in four minutes and thirty

We'll be long gone by then.

You can fly down a pole. I thought of
something.

A moon.

A pole.

Eight,

four minutes flat.

Don't give me long enough. Long gone?

We are still in the goddamn hour.

lag outside he wants everyone in person
on him

People are dying, you fucking
psychopath.

You just baked everything.

Why don't you just bake the whole show?

Believe me, we have tried. But humans
bring that special, unpredictable spark.

The audience lives for these happy
accidents.

A little advice?

I'll pass.

Make sure my family gets the money.

You want me to offer one of your own
guys?

It's all good for me.

Okay, on you. In five, four, three, two,

one.

And action.

Get in.

What? What about the door?

Thank you for watching.

Bright red blood pumps adrenaline
through your veins.

This game is no game.

Life and death are on the line.

Can you feel it, Mr. Richards?

Congratulations.

You took out a hunter.

Now it's down to four of them.

Plus, every citizen of this great
nation.

One in five pieces, Mr. Big Rock.

Bunkers dug into the hill.

Matt the accurate think of fear as the
prey animal realizes he's surrounded by

predators reality thinks then as he
scurries to hide desperately hoping to

survive but deep down he already knows
it's too late because this is

America god damn it

to freeze.

Richard chose this path and it's up to
you to show him where it ends.

Keep your eyes open so you can see the
terror in his and hunt him down.

People only shall never come back

This

is

the message for killing

Hey, Dad.

I'm starting to get how this game works.

It's not about me winning or losing.

It's about the ratings.

About how much chaos I can cause.

I'm taking this thing all the way to the
end.

And I'm done playing defense. I promise
you that.

But here's the deal.

I will see my family again.

And as long as they keep getting paid,

Put whoever you want in front of me. I
will run through all of them.

I know you're about 30.

Oh, guess what, you son of a bitch.

I'm from alongside.

Let's throw the rule book out.

Here's a mutually profitable
annihilation.

You want a show?

I'll give you a show.

Americana, Americana.

Americana, Americana.

Let's do this.

We interrupt the Americanos for a live
update from the running man. We don't

like this show. The floor is done.

You're the only one tense enough to
think I know it. So, wait.

No,

no.

Take it off, autopilot.

Drive. Take the next back road. I can't.
My power's on. Your battery is 93 %

charged. Not even those greens are going
to frag us if you don't back this car

right now!

Your car is dead. Your car is dead.

Anyway, if people need self -driving
cars... Keep

it

pointed north.

All the way in the border.

Go ahead.

Why?

You can go crazy and tell me?

No.

You have one minute to speak freely.

How'd you live with yourself?

criticize my driving tell me how to
operate my own car i am a member of

you disgust me you abandon that starving
baby that horrible wife of yours

you can what kill people for money and
you only kill the best people

the people who protect us from from
wealth like you and that's not a word i

That is my family.

A number finally came up for the part.

What Kathy tried for the first time.

That was the best day of my life.

But yeah, you're right.

Let's go, you filthy.

Not the bullet.

Not the death. Just the part that makes
people like you think you're better than

people like us.

Let me ask you something. How much was
that scarf?

Huh?

More than the meds my daughter needed
when she was dying of the flu?

The flu!

That is a human life hanging around your
neck.

You seem to be doing fine.

Who can blame you? It's a nice scarf.

I'm not a bad person.

No, do not start crying.

I will shoot us both if you start
crying.

Cry when it's over.

When will that be?

Shit! Yielding for an emergency vehicle,
9.

Disable it! Disable it! Do not pull!

Yielding is 1.

A 20 feet.

You have successfully yielded, 9.

We're the good guys.

Step out of the car.

You'll be safe with us.

It's here where we want.

What

the

fuck is happening?

The producers just killed an hour ago,
Chef. Is that me?

I wouldn't do that.

Those men were just trying to protect me
from you.

What is it going to take for you to
get... I'm not the bad guy!

Take the car.

Just drive away. I don't want to hurt
you. You think they can let you walk

seeing that? You're on the show now.

No, I'm not!

Richards lives.

And this time, he's got a hostage.

Amelia Williams, a 27 -year -old realtor
from Bangor, Maine.

He's got a gun!

Welcome to the Running Man.

The crisis continues.

As Miss Williams Gray -Alton heads north
on Rustic Rock Siding Road, the hostage

situation has triggered the MCD to go
into full tactical alert.

Help me!

Turn it off. He's got a gun!

Turn it off!

Unbelievable. I'm back!

Watch yourself!

Yeah, it's a circus, all right.

So they're just going to keep filming
us?

If a letter gets good ratings, they let
them run.

Oh, God.

Is that a blockade?

All right.

Square Park, the last pass.

Keep driving.

I'm not going to see you.

How do we know?

I've been waiting for the show to start.

Doing live.

Doing what live?

Filming.

Why did they turn for you when I'm the
hostage?

Oh, my God.

Amelia?

Can you give me the gun?

Why not?

You're obviously the hero.

I don't think we're going to need this
anymore.

Report to report.

State your claim.

Oh, my God. I just saw Ben Richards.

I'm sorry.

Wait. I am Ben Richards.

And if you don't want to be the reason
Amelia dies, get this message to kill

you. Do it again, please.

You heard the lady.

Look at all these people who know the
truth.

Are you willing to kill all of them?

Because I am.

I'm holding on to this bullhorn with my
right hand.

My left hand is in my front pouch,
wrapped around 12 pounds of black

Irish.

When I used to work at Network Public
Utility,

You get these two -ton fatbergs, take
less than a gram to blow about 12 pounds

of vaporized everything in a half -mile
radius.

Oh, yeah.

BFD -20, the most highly regulated
industrial explosive.

Yeah, but you're going to set a foot in
my face.

That's Molly, and didn't tell you
everything.

I got my fingers stuck in the detonator
ring, and it's on half -cock.

So, I want one of those big, fancy,
flimsy airplanes.

I want two auto -shoots handed to Amelia
at the bottom of the ramp.

If the shoots are sabotaged, if you make
any sudden moves, if you don't back

those trucks up and let me on that
tarmac right fucking now, you won't even

it go boom.

I'll just see you in hell and laugh in
your face.

You got one minute.

Shouldn't take long.

No, not quite as long.

I can't run.

No.

You made me feel like I'm the bad guy.

Now I have to prove I'm not.

Why don't you prove what I think?

to convince them your handbag is a bomb
long enough to bail out over Canada.

They'll never let you win, so I'm going
to slip out the back door and wait out

the clock.

We just have to keep the audience
entertained until that jet crosses the

What if they call your bluff?

You make sure they know it's real. Get
scared, freak out, turn the screen, call

me the worst thing as possible.

Just remember, everything bad...

It's all good for Evie.

Act terrified when Lacone hands you the
shoes.

I won't have to act.

If you grab the gun, you'll know it's
time to go off.

So, you think you're the guy who stopped
me from seeing my daughter again?

So start today.

Get on the plane.

Only if you take your mask off.

audience beloved.

Keep dreaming.

Okay.

Let's go today.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Richards, to the Met
Airsog V Luxury Jetliner, the ultimate

in private travel.

With state -of -the -art safety
features, this is first -class comfort

-high. So sit back and enjoy the most
relaxing flight of your life.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Richards. I'm
Captain Holloway.

You'll excuse me if I don't shake your
hand.

That's First Officer Dunninger and
Navigation Officer Dunning to your left.

Looks like you're missing one.

Hey, Captain. How many laboratories are
on this rust bucket?

Four. Six.

Why don't you check them all for
stowaways?

Anyone synced up on me, it's going to be
a real short ride.

So where are we headed tonight?

Plot a route.

over the richest homes from here to
Canada.

Fly as low as you can. Let me know when
we're seven minutes from the border.

As you wish.

Hey, Richard.

Six minutes, showtime.

Get that last meal before they clear me
to blow your head off in front of a

couple billion people.

Oh, yeah?

You know, you should really put the
makeup on before the show starts.

Fuck the show.

Let's go. Oh, you want to go? We can all
go right now. Stop!

Do it! Do it, tough guy! Why are you
doing this?

See if I do it. Show him the bomb!

Show it to him before he shoots you and
kills us all! No, stop it!

Because I don't want to feel like this
anymore!

You fucking hear me? I'm done!

I'm fucking done!

Richard, what if I offer you an amnesty
deal and an exit visa?

You're nothing but a Halloween costume.

You can't offer me shit.

You're true, Mr. Richards.

You can, but I can't. How about I offer
you a deal?

You tell your hunters in the cockpit to
do what I tell them, otherwise I blow up

this jet and everyone on it!

Ben, I admire your commitment to the
bit, but we're short on time, so I'll be

blunt.

We know you're bluffing.

Flying V Mark II has scanners built into
the doors.

It's been wildly entertaining.

But you can give Amelia her lovely
handbag back now.

Evan?

Evan? Don't.

That's game.

Where did that weapon go?

Evan, are you insane?

The show hasn't even started. Hand over
your gun and go to the back of the jet.

Thank you.

You can remain there until I say
otherwise.

I need a moment to have a word with Mr.
Richards to discuss a sensitive matter.

Let's keep this between us.

It wasn't too long ago that someone with
my job thought it was more important to

force some hypocritical moral message
down society's throat than to simply

entertain them.

They forgot about the power of illusion,
the power of the star, which is what

you are, Richard.

And this is why we want to offer you
your own show.

A picture of a former runner redeemed
through righteous vengeance turns his

around to become a lethal force.

The board has authorized me to pay you
five million new dollars per season.

There's only one condition.

Sit back, watch the intro, and when
Bobby cues you, kill every hunter on

jet.

Conditions met, I'll remote pilot you
back to the studio jet port where the

president of the United States will
induct you as hunter number six.

Another title ID I'm playing with.

The data says the revenge plot. Revenge?

Revenge for what?

Who is going to root for a guy who kills
your national heroes?

I call bullshit, Dan.

Let me worry about the community.

No deal.

Revenge for your wife and child.

Why would I ever believe you?

Because if they were still alive, I'd
hold them at gunpoint and force them to

whatever I want.

towards them right in front of you.

I didn't want to show you this, but I'm
out of time to save your life.

The hunter you killed was part of a
tight crew.

McCone and the men in that cockpit flew
to Co -op City, to Sheila and Kathy's

secret uptown location.

And they badged their way past the
family alliance agents and... I'm sorry,

Not all accidents are bad.

The audience is already on your side.

Once I show them footage of McCone and
his men killing your family, they will

follow you into hell.

Think of what this does to your
narrative.

30 seconds to showtime, Ben.

You'll find a gun by the coffee station
in the galley. But if you don't sign

before the theme music ends, I'll order
the bastards that killed your family to

kill you too.

Tune in and find out.

So broken by the very men we entrust to
enforce them.

Steve McCollum and his hunters.

And that rule is, we protected the
Runner's family from harm.

No one would believe we did this.

We thought it only fair to let Bridges
administer the penalty for this grave

infraction.

As we go live to Bridges.

Richard.

You're making coffee?

Yeah. And break it!

What is it we follow?

What is it we follow?

The

most

beautiful thing is...

He put the other course here. I couldn't
stop it.

It's four.

It is time.

Let all come down to earth.

Let's just take a savage.

Shut the fuck up, Bobby.

This is how they fire me. What do you
think they'll do to you?

Chum.

You think you're the only runner ever
got offered a deal?

Thanks for having me.

Good 29 days.

What's more likely?

A, I killed your family.

B, Killian sold you just the right lie
to get a bloodbath season finale.

C, you fucking stupid.

Take it from someone who took the deal
to be a hunter instead of the hunter.

The only time you'll ever see your
family again is when they courted them

front of you.

Fuck with your head enough to make you
want to kill it all away.

You're full of shit.

You're all full of shit.

Through this, I'm doing you a favor.

What's up guys?

I'm sorry they did this to you.

I did it to myself.

You are the man.

We have command of the jet.

Our best trauma surgeons are already on
the tarmac, ready to pack you up as good

as new.

But wait.

Making his freebie debut with a special
message.

The creator of Running Man, super
producer Dan Killian.

Mr. Richards, we here at the network
believe you embody the raw strength and

salt of the earth moral backbone that
this country stands for.

And we want, no, we need to see more.

Congratulations,

Ben, and welcome to the network family.

I already got it, family.

You film or not, Dan?

Give it up for Dan Killian.

and you get to tell two billion people
how you really feel.

How does it feel to be a hero, Ben?

Nothing I've done on the show makes me a
hero.

I tried to be a hero once.

They blacklisted my head.

My daughter got sick.

This is the only job I can get.

Seems like the whole point of freebie is
to make us hate each other.

So they can keep stealing from us.

While we fight the mud.

You want big booze.

Turn it off.

We are all being fucked by the network.

Find out who really runs it.

Record.

Report them.

Get their names.

You just met one of them.

James Killian.

You remember that face.

Don't watch freebie.

Watch paid for.

Turn it off.

We've been on an ad break since you said
nothing you did on the show made you a

hero. You think it was worth it? You
think your little rant makes you a

We're going live again in 30, and this
time you'll play your part, because if

not, we're going to run this instead.

I told you I was going to burn this
building down, and everyone isn't!

I'm sad.

Work with me, Richards. Don't throw your
life away.

Don't make me fly that jet into the
network building.

They'll blow you out of the sky.

Are they dead or alive, dude?

Who? My family. Who cares? If I told you
they were alive, would you even believe

me? We are alive in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Okay, have it your way. I told you I was
going to burn this building down and

everyone...

There's 5 ,000 innocent people in this
building.

I know what

you've done.

I broke out your fucking heart.

Yeah.

The men call everyone.

The MCG will blow him out of the sky.

Who, believers?

Let's wind that back.

Ben Richards, legend.

The network wants you to think that on
day 18 of his run, after taking out all

five hunters, the longest surviving
contestant in season one committed

by surface to air missile.

The apostle calls bullshit.

First of all, they cut the ad six
minutes earlier than usual and ran them

twice as long. They must have needed the
time to write this fake -ass shit.

I will shoot you in the mouth and laugh
in your face!

And then, they swamped the crowd.

Where did Punch and Sir Guy come from?

Season 5, episode 13 to be exact.

That's how dumb the network thinks we
are.

Their ball distortion meant none of us
knew the truth about what happened on

that jet until... A revolutionary riot
girl found a jet black bus on the roof

her co -op. Her uncle had the audio
duped, distributed, and put it on blast.

Turn it off.

And God damn it, did we ever. The
network wasn't about to give us the

we learned how to give it to each other.
Ben lit the flutes, and the flutes

exploded like a nuclear blast before the
network even knew it existed.

The lot is easy.

One pays for it. But questions remain
about that fateful night.

Who's going there?

Did the hunters really assassinate Ben's
family?

Did Cillian sell him just the right lie
for a bloodbath season finale?

And the people on everyone's mind, did
Ben survive?

The apostles' research reveals that one
of the flying D Mark II's state -of -the

-art safety features was a crew escape
pod.

Just the right size for this so - called
to bring the best to death one last

time. Stop filming me! The network won't
say, but one thing's for sure.

We'll hear you, city dirt.

Oh my God, these are adorable.

Oh, sorry, they're not mine.

The guy outside bought them for you,
Mrs. Richards?

Groceries too?

Yeah.

I've got to follow.

Thirty seconds!

Where do you think you're going?

You don't hear that?

I say that's some valuable audience
feedback, Dad. No, no, no, no. You get

out there and you do your job. How about
you do my job?

Hey, you're crushing the rage for 20
years. I own that audience. You don't

I can turn this around?

You're the one who wants to make them a
star, Dad.

Make them a copy.

You can show now.

You think you can just walk?

Please, please.

Take another look at my book.

Page 42, Paragraph 6.

There's a special clause in the smallest
of letters that reads, Fuck you.

Ten seconds?

Ten seconds. Damn.

Coco, come on, let's go.

You know what?

Fuck that.

This is my house. I set the rules.

It's not 15.

Drown him out. Sir, let me show you
this.

Play the theme right now.