Exam Page #4

"Bastard"

doesn't do you justice.

You said we should cooperate

until we discovered

the question.

Ah, so I lied.

All right, I lied.

So what?

Lying is not against the rules,

is it?

Anyway,

you don't have to listen to me,

let alone agree or obey.

You should thank me.

All of you should thank me,

okay?

I've just narrowed down

the field,

so your odds improve.

Odds mean nothing without

the question in front of us.

And you can forget about

any more help from us

in finding it.

No, no, no.

I don't need your help.

I think you'll find

it's you who needs my help.

You know why?

'Cause I've figured it out.

Oh, really?

The question?

What is it, then?

Tell us.

Why should I?

Because if you don't,

I'll beat it out of you.

You're full of sh*t, White.

You have been from the start.

You don't know anything.

He wouldn't tell us

if he did

because he's a narcissist.

He despises us.

Sticks and stones, love.

Yeah, I bet you say that

to all the boys, don't you?

Only the ones

with narcissistic

personality disorder.

There are nine character traits

to look for,

arrogance, grandiosity,

a belief in one's uniqueness,

a preoccupation

with power and success,

an excessive need

to be admired,

a sense of entitlement,

lack of empathy,

and the twin tendencies

to envy and exploit others.

For clinical diagnosis,

a patient must exhibit

five of these.

You tick enough boxes.

Well, you can add a tenth

to that list,

the tendency to see through

all the bullshit

that surrounds you

and rise above it.

I'll tick that box myself.

Let me tick it for you.

That was smart.

That was necessary.

We may need him.

He's a resource,

if nothing else.

You don't like someone?

Outwit them.

He's an enemy of the group

and a distraction.

You gonna give me a hand?

One, two...

What are you doing?

Ensuring that

he can't cause any more trouble

when he wakes up.

And taking him

out of the game.

That hardly seems fair.

He sacrificed his right

to fair treatment.

Forward a bit.

See?.

I put him down,

and suddenly

we're cooperating again.

He's a talker.

We could go further

than this.

She's right.

We could

carry him to the door

and slide him out.

He ejected two of us.

Why shouldn't we eject him?

Call it justice,

or karma if you prefer.

You don't believe

in forgiveness?

I'll be happy to forgive him

afterwards.

And your gospel

of cooperation?

I will tolerate anyone,

except the intolerant.

Those in favor...

To each his own.

Okay, if you can't

think selflessly about this,

think selfishly.

The Invigilator said...

If you choose to leave

this room for any reason,

you will be disqualified.

He's not choosing to leave,

is he?

You're choosing for him,

which puts you at risk too.

Go on, White,

spoil yourself.

It's your turn.

Go on.

Make your mark.

Look, we have less

than half an hour left,

and we still don't know

the question.

He claims

to know the question.

Shut up!

I need medication.

It's in my pocket.

What kind of medication?

What does it matter?

Well...

Look, it's a pill.

All right, it's a pill.

I need to take it every hour,

on the hour, okay,

and that's right now.

Every hour, on the hour?

Only one condition

is treated that way.

You're infected too,

aren't you?

Well,

that's more than justice.

That's poetic justice.

Look,

if you don't believe me,

just untie my arms

so I can f***ing take the pill.

Go on!

Nice try.

It's pathetic, actually.

All right,

take it yourself.

Go on.

Get it for me yourself.

It's in my left pocket.

Come on, I'll do what you want.

Just do it.

Really?.

Tell us what the question is,

then.

All right, I'll tell you.

Get the pill,

and I'll tell you.

Come on, f***ing do it!

Go on.

It's in my left pocket.

Go on, try again.

It's in there. Go on.

...The f*** is it?

F***.

Has one of you taken it?

One of you

has f***ing taken it!

This isn't funny!

You know what happens when

you don't take suppressants.

Unconsciousness,

convulsions,

shock, coma,

then death.

We know exactly what happens,

and the process takes hours,

not minutes.

Listen, listen, mate,

listen.

I'll be out of it for good,

all right?

A taste of your own medicine.

Come on.

Don't do it.

Don't do it, mate.

Look on the bright side,

brother.

If you start to convulse,

we'll know

you're telling the truth.

Then we'll gladly help you.

Looks like

you got your wish.

For now.

He had to be dealt with,

one way or another.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he was a plant all along.

It's the kind of thing

they'd do

to stir up

our internal dynamics,

to set us against one another.

If so, we've seized back

the initiative.

Or you have.

See, he's not smart enough

to be a plant.

But you on the other hand...

You think she's one of them?

Don't be absurd.

I told you.

I'm a psychologist.

You claimed to be a qualified

student of psychology,

not a practitioner.

I've studied psychology too

and reverse psychology.

What better way to hide

your true role in this farce

than to accuse another candidate

of playing your part?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Amateur psychology

is a useful tool for gamblers,

but a degree in the subject,

well, that sounds like

the perfect foundation

for a career in, say,

human resources.

You're on the wrong side

of the glass, aren't you?

He's the one

who manipulated us.

Maybe you work as a team.

Yeah, he's got the mouth, yeah.

But you,

you know an awful lot

about Bi-Org Pharmaceuticals.

- I told you.

I applied.

So did we.

And I do my research.

So did we.

Any one of us could be plants

but not all of us.

At least one candidate

has to be genuine

for the test to be viable.

That would be me.

And me.

My point is, we can't prove

anyone's guilt or innocence,

so it's a waste of time

to try.

If we can't maintain

trust and cooperation,

we're through.

Trust has to be earned,

sister.

We never had cause to trust

each other

in the first place.

Trust is a choice.

We can choose to keep

cooperating if necessary.

I think it's necessary.

We have no other option.

See, trust makes me nervous.

I prefer proof.

What the f*** are you doing?

What are you doing?

Get off me!

Are you insane?

- Get off me!

Brown,

why are you doing this?

Because I like winning.

Now tell us the truth, Dark.

Please.

You said we have to trust

each other.

Now you're gonna stand there

while he interrogates me?

Looks like it.

They want to know too.

Further denials

will only waste time.

Confess,

and I'll release you,

I promise.

Okay, I work for them,

but they didn't

put me in here.

I heard about the job internally

and applied

like everyone else.

Not everyone.

Tell us what we want to know.

I can't tell you anything

because I don't know anything.

HR doesn't cover

the CEO's office.

He hires his staff personally.

I'm not lying.

I want to step up

as badly as you do.

Like I said.

Trust is a devalued currency

in here.

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