Jack Hammond: Chew some gum! Your breath smells like my grandmother's feet.
Jack Hammond: That's the question on the minds of all your viewers? Whether I run out of gas or not? Tell you what, Jer. You let your viewers know that I hope Miss Voss' fear and my desperation are entertainment enough for them. After all, that is what this is all about, isn't it? The story. As it breaks. Live. Coming to you from the bad guy himself. I mean we wouldn't want your viewers to CHANGE THE FUCKING CHANNEL, NOW WOULD WE?
Natalie Voss: You kidnapped me with a candy bar? Jackson Davis Hammond: It makes a handy weapon in a pinch.
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