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: This is Tony Pope, live from L.A., the city of fear, where the psycho vigilante killer continues his daily diet for murder. Bodies strung out. Bodies with the skins ripped off. The hearts torn from the cadavers. And just recently, King Willie, the drug lord, the vicious drug lord, found in an alley just around the corner with his head cut off, and his spinal column torn from the body. A fitting demise to the Prince of Powder.
: Watch as we continue our report. Yes, the word is out; L.A is up for grabs. The spoils of our once fine city is going to the ruthless scum who can spread the most carnage and blood in our streets. Our latest update on the scoreboard; Five assorted trash and one good cop. One of the best on our force. Who's next you say? Where's the mayor? He's not even in the city!
: Hey, Harrigan! More victims, more mutilations! Lieutenant Mike Harrigan
: [punches Pope
] Fuck you!
: Tony Pope, live with Hard Core. On the scene and in your face, it's like Dante's Hell down here. Smoke, fire, oppressive heat. As Columbian and Jamaican drug fiends once again transform the streets of L.A. into a slaughterhouse! Who the hell's in charge down here? The cops? Uh-uh! They're outmanned, outgunned, and incompetent! Mr. Mayor, on vacation at your home in Lake Tahoe: Get off your butt, get down here, and declare martial law!