Blakes 71978

Viscast Director:
Listen: *Our Heroes* should arrive in about thirty minutes; you want to wander down and place the remotes for me?

Commentator:
[amusedly mimicking the director's sarcastic tone] "Our Heroes"? I suppose you'd change places with them, would you? Step through one of those doors without any idea of what's in there, without even knowing whether your opponent's been let in first and is all set up and waiting; you'd fancy that would you?

Viscast Director:
Not a lot, but then I'm not a professional killer.

Commentator:
[snidely] That's not what the critics say.

Viscast Director:
[offended pause] You want to position those remotes for me, Darvid?

Commentator:
All right, give me voice control.

Viscast Director:
[coolly] You've got it.

Commentator:
[to something off-screen] Follow me, men. We have one hero and one dead man to meet, and as yet no way to tell which... is which.

[Darvid beckons with one finger and walks away. Three floating cameras come into view and follow him.]