The Stand, Part I: The Plague

[Rae Flowers continues her radio talk show as the military invades the building.]

Rae Flowers:
Tell ya what, Portland - it looks like the Marines have landed, and they don't look too happy.

[Frannie and her flu-ridden father are listening in horror.]

Frannie Goldsmith:
This is a joke! Right? I mean, this has gotta be a joke!

Peter Goldsmith:
I don't think so, Frannie. I really don't think so.

Rae Flowers:
Hi, there. You're on the air.

Caller:
Rae, you all right?

Rae Flowers:
Well, to tell you the truth, honey, it doesn't look too good for the kid right now. Several soldiers have just broken into the studio. They- they're fully armed, and they're… they're dressed in some kind of protective clothing. They're wearing… they're wearing respirators on their faces.

[The soldiers break into Rae's studio.]

Soldier:
Shut it down!

Rae Flowers:
Hey, Bluto! You ever hear of a little number called freedom of speech?! Bill of Rights?! Any of that ring a bell? [to her audience] Folks, I've just been ordered by my uninvited Fascist guests to shut down, and I've refused. I think-

[Sounds of gunfire over the radio, then silence.]

Frannie Goldsmith:
Oh my God, what's happening?!