Headgame Page #3
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2018
- 92 min
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I'll protect you, Sarah.
I just want to go home.
I just want to go home.
-No!
-F***!
No!
Keith, go get the key!
Jackie!
Let go.
It's over.
You b*tch!
You f***ing b*tch.
Oh, my God.
Jackie!
Say hi to Sarah for me.
No!
F***.
Help me, please.
Please.
Help-
Help me, please.
Where is the key?
I havent found
the goddamn key.
Well, | ets find it.
Theres no key.
The other chick
must have got here first.
Well, lets get them.
How come you didnt
get here first?
I didnt come this way.
Bullshit. I took the same
staircase you did.
It practically
led me right here.
How could you miss it?
Youre hiding something.
Wheres the key?
I dont have it.
Bullshit.
I dont have it.
Then who does?
I told you,
that quiet b*tch.
Hmm.
She took
the other staircase,
which clearly
doesnt lead here.
Youre lying.
Search him.
What the f*** is this?
I found it.
I found it in the barrel.
What were you
gonna do with that, huh?
Stab us in the back?
Hmm?
So you dont have the key?
No.
And you dont know who does?
No, I swear.
Shes alive.
Shes f***ing alive?
You.
I dont want to fight you.
I dont understand.
Nick.
Have you seen Nick?
Okay, lets...
lets find him.
Together.
Thats hot.
Lets make it
a little hotter.
You smell that?
Gasoline.
Uh-uh.
Dont move!
Youre hurt.
Let us help you.
Shut up.
were brought here to win?
Were meant to die.
Entertainment
for the a**hole overlords
while contenders like her
fight it out.
Were sideshow freaks.
Were intermission.
This isnt you.
You dont have to do this.
You and your
"glass half full" bullshit.
You dont know me.
My glass...
my glass is full of blood.
There it is.
The door, we found it.
-lts locked.
-Oh, come on.
Now what?
Let them come to us.
- Okay, sit here.
- It's okay.
Shh, just let me
take a look.
Oh.
You going to look around?
Okay. Be careful.
And dont leave
without us.
What are you doing?
I'm going to re-dress it.
Okay.
Sorry.
I see you picked up
a stray.
You trust her?
Shes just like us.
Scared and wants to get
out of here alive.
Okay.
Okay.
It's not much, but...
...it'll help.
It's perfect. Thanks.
You saved my life.
And you took one.
Yeah.
I just ran
as fast as I could.
Almost on time.
But I knew in that split second
I had a choice to make.
Kill him, or let you die.
And I'm not going
to let you die.
Come on.
If thats the door,
they still need the key.
Theyre waiting us out.
Okay, look,
Anton is the main threat.
So you draw him
towards me,
keep the key away
from him,
andlldo
the dirty work.
She thinks I'm dead.
Let's use that to our advantage.
How?
I need you to take
your clothes off.
You wait here in case
he circles back around.
Still alive, Jackie?
Thats too bad.
You?
NOW!
Nick!
Nick.
Nick.
We have to go.
Come on.
Youre going to be okay.
Were gonna get out of here.
I swear, Nick.
Come on.
Somebody do something!
Please, no, no.
Player termination.
Down to our
final three players.
Going somewhere?
I'm not going
anywhere.
I dont think
any of us are.
One...
The door will only open
when one survivor remains.
You have to kill me.
No, I cant.
I cant do that.
I wouldn't do that.
I'm dying-.
So just save yourself.
Please.
Nick... | cant.
I dont want to do that.
I cant do that.
You cant let
both of us die.
They'll win.
Dont let it happen.
So just do it.
Go on.
I'm gonna figure something out.
Wait...
Time is running out, Jackie.
Please.
We did it.
We did it.
What did you do?
What did you do?
No.
All right, its okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's over.
It's over. It's over.
It's over.
It's over. You won.
You won. You won.
You won.
I cant...l cant...
I cant...
Quite the surprise.
Better luck next time, Carlo.
Shh. It's okay. Relax.
Dont touch me.
Dont touch me.
Where am I?
Youre safe.
Dont f***ing touch me!
Youre safe now.
Youve been reborn.
Youre free to do
whatever you want to do,
be whoever
you want to be.
How could you
do this to me?
Who are you?
Everyone brings a piece
to the game.
You were mine.
Are you game?
Yeah...
I'm game.
I'm just like you.
Were all just like you.
Youre one of us now.
What do you mean,
"one of us"?
You might not remember.
You were initiated,
Jackie.
We have rules in this game.
And our loser must die...
Help! Somebody!
...at the hands
of the winner.
Help me!
Help!
Somebody, help me!
This feeling
is natural.
-Help me!
- | t | l pass.
Help me!
If you want to go...
Q0.
Were not going
to stop you.
But theres something
you should know.
Your roommate.
They havent
found the killer.
But theyre looking.
Thats your name, right?
Theyre looking for you.
Your prints
were all over it.
And you havent
been seen since.
So if you want to go...
By all means.
Quite the game.
You were watching?
We always are.
You know that, Kris.
Did you win?
No.
But I didnt lose.
Drink?
I'm here about the girl.
Shes recovering.
Not as quickly
as some of the others.
Shell be well
soon enough.
Will she?
I've never seen someone
like her win before.
She inspired hope
where there was none.
She outsmarted
and she outfought.
She was a sheep...
meant to die.
But she didnt.
She won.
Shes not like
the others, Kris.
And we're not convinced that
she'll become a team player.
So we want her dealt with
immediately.
What?
You cant do that.
She won the game. Shes worthy.
Shes more than worthy.
I'm absolutely sure of it.
But were not.
And thats all that matters.
Are you familiar with the term
"ade | phophagy," Kris?
It literally means
"to eat ones brother."
Sand sharks.
They do this in the womb.
Devour their siblings
so they grow strong enough
to survive in the wild.
The dominant shark,
there is no instinct
to help or to hope.
Only to kill
or to be killed.
And that instinct...
starts before
theyre even born.
Please.
Please.
Ask the elders
to reconsider.
In all my time
running this game,
for anything.
I believe I've earned
their trust.
She will come around,
and when she does,
she will be special.
We need someone like her.
We need?
Or you need?
Both.
She will be your responsibility
from now on, son.
If she is to stay...
she will be the one...
to cut the dead weight
from our ranks.
The game...
how did it start?
That"
is a very long
and old story.
But...
I can tell you
how it started for me.
It started with a feeling.
being alive...
for the first time.
Then why dont you bet?
Because I run the game.
They say its quite an honor.
They say a lot of things.
You get to bet.
Just make sure
you dont lose.
I'd rather help you
run the game.
I mean, if its okay
with the others.
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