No Escape Page #4

What's this?

We've been working for years on the

construction of a viable power source.

Power source, my ass.

This is a V8.

Yes, that's right.

It's an old Chevy.

Theoretically, it might propel

a craft with sufficient force...

to get it clear

of the surveillance circle.

Hopefully before

their informant spots it.

- Unfortunately, it's useless.

- Why?

We're missing one vital component.

In order for the mechanism to function

properly, it requires a device that...

A distributor. Yeah.

Yes, a distributor. A simple,

ordinary, garden-variety distributor...

found at any auto store

anywhere in the world.

Problem is, Mr. Robbins...

we're not in the world.

- I want a space on the next boat.

- We've already discussed that.

Listen to me.

You've got a worthless engine

because it's missing something. Right?

What if I told you I've seen what

you're looking for in Marek's camp?

And you'll get it for us

if it buys you a space?

Along with Casey. He doesn't

belong here, and you know it.

You've been to Marek's camp.

You know and I know that you stand

almost no chance of returning alive.

That's my problem.

I think that there's something

you ought to be made aware of.

We have an understanding here that

anyone who escapes gets the word out.

And risk getting sent back?

You think we take all these risks

just to save a few men?

We have a responsibility

to blow this place wide open.

And the boat is the only way

for getting the rest of us off.

You've heard my deal. There's no

conditions. Take it or leave it.

So you're going back

to Marek's, huh?

How the hell did you find out?

It's a small town.

You got a set of balls on ya.

I'll give you that, man.

Of course,

the smart money says...

that Marek's gonna be playing jacks

with 'em sometime next week.

I appreciate the support.

No, you can't have my shoes.

Wait a minute.

I'm shocked that you would even

think that's why I came here.

No, you're gonna need those shoes.

You're gonna be doin' a lot of runnin'.

Then again, a strong,

smart, tough guy like you...

will probably make it back wounded

and die here and everything.

- And then you know what will happen?

- No. What?

Everybody'll be fightin'

over those shoes.

It'll disrupt the happiness

of the entire village.

What do you want me to do?

Sign a contract for my shoes?

- Just initial the bottom of page...

- Get out.

Okay. No problem.

We'll make it a verbal agreement.

- I'll go get a witness.

- Get out!

Look, I've charted

the safest route.

Just follow the line

upriver to the falls.

Marek's camp is just east.

An example of

an older technology...

invented by Mr. Sergi Molotov

a long time ago.

As per Sergi's original instructions,

you just light it and throw it.

Okay, thanks.

Good luck.

- I wanna come with you.

- No.

- Please, take me with you.

- Casey, go home.

I can help!

Goddamn it!

I thought you were my friend!

Have you ever killed anyone?

That's what's gonna happen out there.

I'm gonna have to kill.

No hesitation, no conscience.

Once you do that,

you're never the same.

- You're lucky you can't do it.

- You won't come back.

Casey, who's the guy who went

up against Marek and lived?

- You did.

- That's right.

And I'm gonna do it again.

You're looking for a friend?

I'm the best friend you ever had.

Now go back. Go.

Sorry to keep

you waiting, gentlemen.

I've been a little preoccupied.

I think it's about time we all

patched up our differences, don't you?

Anyone who would like to disagree

with me, please raise your right hand.

If you've got one.

Good. Very good.

As you can see, I've eliminated

all the heads of state.

So from now on, we're all

gonna be very nice and civilized.

No more gangs, no more

petty squabbles, no more fighting.

I've been under

a lot of stress lately.

So the reason for this

is very simple.

I really wanna be in charge.

Good.

My.

You're just a boy.

Sweet, tender,

adorable little boy.

Tie him up.

And I don't want him bruised.

And slowly,

very, very slowly...

they climbed up

to the top of the stairs.

And then, the three little bears

found the little boy...

sleeping in their bed.

And they all said,

"Who on Earth could this be"?

And when the little boy

didn't answer...

the big daddy bear...

ripped his arm off.

You are so cute.

But far too young

to be out here on your own.

Where are your other little friends?

Are they gonna come by and say hi too?

Come on. Don't be shy.

You can tell your Uncle Walter.

F*** you.

Welcome.

Same game as before, my friend.

Except this time with

an itsy-bitsy little twist.

I think you're gonna love it.

First prize is a chance to live.

Second prize-- You really don't

wanna hear what second prize is.

So please don't disappoint us.

We've all paid to see a show,

given up our free time.

So if you refuse to fight,

it's gonna be really boring.

And I'm gonna wind up having

to jump in there and kill you both.

Now!

Go on!

You've gotta kill me.

I'm never gettin' out of here.

You have a chance.

You can save 'em.

You know, I am really trying

to retain my faith in humanity here.

But you are making it

very, very difficult.

You know that?

I welcomed you with open arms.

I treated you with respect.

I even offered you a position

on my staff. And what do you do?

You turn around and you make

a f***in' horse's ass out of me!

I hate it when that happens.

What do you think

you were trying to do?

Think you were gonna kill me?

Is that why you came back?

You really thought

you could kill me?

Shame about the boy,

mind you.

What you gotta remember is that

nothing ever goes to waste here.

So tomorrow night, I'm gonna have

a little dinner party...

and share him with my friends.

You're gonna die

very, very badly.

Marek's got all the gangs together.

He's planning an attack.

You've got to warn them.

I'll signal when they march.

- Now go.

- Why are you doing this?

Redemption.

Go!

One distributor.

Make it work.

The father fell ill

soon after you left.

- The men are worried.

- They should be.

Marek's gonna attack.

We start by fortifying the barrier.

We reinforce the towers.

Build a tiered layer of defense

with a moat just beyond the gate.

What about mantraps? Setting up

a killing zone outside the barrier?

- That's good.

- I suggest we fill the moat with fuel.

I'm sure Mr. Killian

will be happy to oblige.

High octane.

Double production. Right away.

And more weapons: lances,

spears, crossbows, everything.

It's gonna mean more metal.

Tell your men...

we're gonna need all the metal

we can get our hands on.

We're outnumbered six to one.

Marek's united all the gangs,

so if he wants this place...

there's nothing we can do

to stop him.

If we stay here,

he's gonna kill us all.

What are you saying?

We abandon the village?

Let them take it?

I'm just telling you

the facts.

I think what he's saying is

we should just walk away...

from everything we've worked for

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