The Professionals1977

George Cowley:
[a soldier is picking his way gingerly across scaffolding, evading a party of men in camouflage fatigues who are beating the bushes in the garden below for him. Cowley sees him, aims through the scope of his AR-10 rifle. He shines a red dot from the large laser pointer mounted beneath the barrel and tracks it up the scaffolding until it is zeroed on the soldier's body. Cowley moves the dot upwards and waves it across the soldier's face, stunning and temporarily blinding him, forcing him to fall into a pool in the garden below. The other soldiers crowd around the pool and drag him out. Cowley looks rather pleased with himself] Droppy.

Bodie:
Poor bastard was nearly a mile away. On a different course.

George Cowley:
His mistake, assuming the only enemy is the one you can see. [Hefts the rifle in his hands] Laser lock sight. [Hands it to Doyle] . Try it. [Doyle takes it from him]

Doyle:
[Doyle readies the rifle and points it down range. A popup silhouette target of an armed man with glasses jumps up. Doyle points the laser sight at it and fires two aimed shots at its head, quickly followed by a burst of fire at its torso. All the shots hit] *Whistles* [Doyle then fires a series of bursts at a string of other popup targets at varying ranges. Finished, Doyle holds the rifle muzzle up and ejects the spent magazine]

George Cowley:
Ah, very impressive. [Turns to walk away]

Doyle:
Couldn't miss.

Bodie:
[Looking at the targets] Nobody could.

Doyle:
Thanks...

Bodie:
[Cuts Doyle off] Not with a thing like that.

Doyle:
...Friend.

Bodie:
[Petulantly] Hey, don't I get a go?

George Cowley:
[Firmly] It's not a toy, Bodie.

Bodie:
[Chastened] No, sir.