You think you’re foolin’ with someone who just fell off a turnip truck? You’re dealing with a bomber. Bob and I planed this thing out for months.  

(Suddenly a blackout occurs)
Bob, if you think shutting the lights off is going to stop me from getting out of here, you’re crazy...and when I do I’m gonna kick your sorry ass all the way back to Arkansas.

(We hear the radio announcers voice..)
Good Evening. This is a broacast of the New York City emergency broadcasting network. It seems that there has been a general power failure in midtown area. At the present time we have reports of scattered outages from 115 street to the Wall street area and a total blackout of the midtown section. The cause and the time to correct the situation have yet to be determined. The mayor is asking for everyone’s cooperation at this critical time. We will keep you up to date as the information becomes available. For now shut off all the electric appliances in your homes to avoid a drain on the system when the power does come back on . Leave your radio tuned to this station and turned on.
Great, that does it. Now you’ll get your wish. In about ten minutes we’re going to be blown right out of the top of this here government building.

(In the darkness we can hear Teenager whimpering. )

I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. Please don’t let me die. I don’t want to die.

Hell, if you don’t want to die, why’d you strap dynamite to your chest?

It’s not dynamite. It’s just cardboard painted red. I wouldn’t mess with dynamite. I could get hurt.