Game of Assassins
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Freeze! Freeze!
You're under arrest.
David, we gotta go!
What are you doing?
- Get out!
- You said it was over.
You promised me.
Freeze!
Get the f*** back, man.
Throw the gun down!
Drop the gun!
Stop screaming.
Put it down!
Sh*t.
Enough!
Don't move!
Who are you?
Why did you attack me?
Are you hurt?
No.
- Do you know where we are?
- No.
Is that the only word
you know in English?
I was born in New Jersey.
You got any idea
how you got here?
- No. I just woke up.
- You just woke up?
You just woke up,
you decided to kill me?
Well, I didn't know
who you were.
What's your name?
- Jin.
- Jin?
Jin, I'm David.
I let you up, Jin...
are you gonna be cool?
What is this place?
I don't know.
Last thing I remember, I was...
I was walking
down Beacon Street.
I live in Boston.
I was in New York.
I don't think we're in any
of those two places right now.
I don't think so.
This metalwork, it looks like...
6th century.
You get a brochure on the way in?
I was gonna be an architect.
Where'd you learn
how to fight like that?
From the movies.
My daughters say the same thing...
- about cuss words.
- Shh. Are you hearing that?
I think I know what this place is.
It's an incinerator.
Do you think-- do you think
it's gonna ignite?
I don't know, but I don't wanna
stick around and find out.
Do you?
Are we in a dungeon
or something?
I don't suppose that means
we're anywhere near an exit.
No.
I mean, who does this?
Huh?
You sure you don't know
who might've done this?
No.
You lying to me, Jin?
Hey, don't bullshit me!
This is not a f***ing game here!
You know something,
spit it out!
You have any enemies?
Anyone who would've done this to you?
There were these men.
They came in one night,
I was closing.
Robbed me.
That wasn't the first time.
Gave me no choice, you know?
I mean, a man's
gotta protect his--
his property, right?
I don't think they were even
gonna do anything that night.
It didn't matter, because I was
gonna do something.
I've been trying to forget
that night ever since.
If anyone's done this to me,
it's their friends.
- How long ago was this?
- I don't know.
It's-- it's hard to say.
A couple of weeks, maybe.
Whether or not these thugs
did this to you,
we gotta get out.
I don't know, Jin.
I think we can rule out
the Jersey gangbangers
as possible masterminds on this.
Yeah, I think so, too.
- Think it's government?
- No.
Only government builds
something this ugly.
It ain't the government.
How old are your girls?
10 and 11.
Michelle and Anna.
They play for my wife
and I every Tuesday night.
The best concerts
I've ever been to.
What about you?
What do you do?
I was a cop.
I don't think...
we're alone.
Jin. J--
Just put the sword down.
Don't shoot.
We don't know anything.
Jesus. You're a kid.
Back off or I cut him.
You hurt him and I bust up
your boyfriend!
I'm not her boyfriend, a**hole.
I'm glad we cleared that up.
Now drop the knife.
- Drop the sword.
- You first.
- F*** off!
- It's gonna be like that?
Every step.
It's your turn.
Now Why'd you attack us?
Look at you guys. You look like
the f***ing cleanup crew.
What the hell are
you two doing down here?
We're on our dream vacation.
How the f*** am I supposed to know
- what we're doing down here?
- A real smartass, aren't you?
Tyler, come here.
Get over here.
- You okay, kid?
- I'm fine.
When you bleed
to death in two hours?
Come here.
- So what are you, a doctor?
- Boy Scout.
It's not perfect,
but it'll stop the bleeding.
My name's Tyler.
David. This is Jin.
She's Emma.
Well, where are you headed?
We don't know.
Figure there's a way in,
there's gotta be a way out.
Yeah, okay.
Guess we'll see you around.
Take care of your leg, kid.
Okay, guys, look,
just wait, all right?
We're down here alone, okay?
We have no idea where we are,
we're just as lost as you, okay?
We just wanna get
the hell out of here.
What about you?
Just don't slow us down.
- Where'd you meet the kid?
- In a pile of corpses.
Jesus Christ.
They're not f***ing around,
are they?
Never thought they were.
Who would do something like this?
You think
they beat her to death?
That chain on her neck--
it's direct pressure on the carotid,
it sends the heart
into cardiac arrest.
- They gonna kill us too?
- No.
It's not gonna happen.
This wheel mechanism
is connected
to these chains, to the ceiling.
But it looks like if you turn it,
it can tighten or loosen.
Now why, I have no idea.
What do you think
all these symbols mean?
They're signs
of the devil's students.
This place has been consecrated
for unholy teaching.
That's what they teach you
in Catholic school these days.
There's some writing here.
"Welcome to the end
of your lives.
For once you have
survived these halls,
you will no longer be
who you once were.
You have begun the first
of four levels of the gauntlet."
"Each has a test and a choice.
Like Gideon's escape...
there is one exit,
and one way of opening it.
Begin."
What the hell is that
supposed to mean?
- Great, Emma, what'd you do?
- I didn't do anything.
F***.
What the f*** is going on?!
Why are you doing this?
What, is this some rich bastard's
idea of entertainment?
- It's a science experiment.
- We are gonna die down here
- without any food and water.
- Look, it doesn't matter!
All that matters
is getting out of here.
It's a game.
They want us to play their game,
that's what we're gonna do.
I just want a smoke.
What do you think this is?
I think it's a blood trough.
A what?
It needs blood to work.
You sacrifice someone,
blood drips into these grooves,
turns the trough.
- Jesus.
- Hey, guys.
Come take a look at this.
Any guesses?
That's 6-6-6.
That's a satanic code right?
Nothing.
Just about a million
different possibilities.
What is that?
I don't know.
Father?
I won't forget.
7-10-7.
What?
7-10-7.
What is that,
your old locker combination?
It's the number of the dragon.
The devil.
Okay.
Now we're getting somewhere.
Sh*t! F***!
Oh sh*t. Wait, all right.
Stay still, Jin. I got you.
I'm gonna lift you.
All right, it's moving.
It's moving.
All right, put your weight on me.
Tyler, I need you.
Tyler, I need your help. We gotta take
the pressure off his leg. Come here.
- No!
- Get your ass over here! I need you!
- Come on, move it!
- Help me!
Stay with me, man, okay?
Put your arm around him.
He's gonna lean on you, all right?
Okay, don't let him
fall over, okay?
Hang in there, Jin.
What's your wife's name?
- What's her name?
- What?
What's her name? What's your
wife's name? What's her name?
- Megan.
- Megan? Just think about Megan, okay?
And think about your
two beautiful girls, all right?
- All right. Tyler, you got him?
- I got him.
Okay. Emma!
I need your help.
- We gotta do this.
- What?
- You gotta help me.
- You've gotta be f***ing kidding me.
Look, Jin is gonna bleed to death
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