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The Ballad of Siskel and Ebert...

It seemed like they had backed themselves into a corner that they couldn't get out of.

Hundreds of rounds smacked the cement pillar that Angst was standing behind; she didn't dare move from the haven yet. She was waiting for a lull in the hail of bullets to return firing. She was down to using just one uzi, since she had lost its twin earlier in the evening.

"So how many do you think are out there?" Angst asked. 

"I gather a heck of a lot," Frank quipped. He was reloading his gun and he shot her a wink.

"So what are we going to do?" she questioned.

"Do I look like Butch Cassidy?" Frank quipped. "And you are no Sundance."

She stood there trying to decipher Frank's cryptic code. Trying to figure out what the heck he was getting at.

Max slid across the floor and stopped at Frank's feet.

"She's lost, isn't she?" Max told Frank. "Once we get out of this we are going to have to download that movie for her."