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Fight for yourself, right?

Right?

You know...

when I first met my husband,

Jason...

we were at this party, and he,

um...

and he said he wanted to dance

with a girl who had twizzlers for hair.

He's been on ventilation in

I.C.U. For months.

If he dies now, it would

probably be a blessing for him.

How's your mother?

Her health is good?

Yeah.

She loves you?

She needs you?

Yeah.

And you need her.

- You're...

- Shut up!

Squeeze.

Squeeze.

Go on. Squeeze.

Squeeze. Go on.

Why?

Sabrina!

Atten-hut!

You're dead.

You're dead.

You...

you're definitely dead.

Just come a little closer.

Please, just come a little closer.

F***.

I'll f*** you up!

You're not gonna even get to

say goodbye.

Just come a little bit closer,

Please. Just come a little...

- Fight or die, right?

- Don't you f***ing touch her!

Okay.

Hey, there.

Just wanted to talk.

Thought you made it down here.

All right.

You can do this, Cody, okay?

I just came down here to tell you how...

Impressed I've been,

seeing you kill all these girls,

even your black friend.

Saw her on the way in.

Parents would be proud...

Except maybe your father.

Heard your story through the walls...

his big, greasy hands all over your mother.

I would have done the same thing.

Did he, uh, touch, you, too?

Stop!

He did, didn't he?

Tell me, how'd you do it, huh?

You stab him, push him down the stairs?

Don't!

Gun? No, no, no, no, no, no.

You poisoned him, didn't you?

Yeah.

That's what I would have done.

Your story's the same.

You're just like me now.

This one's for you, Sabrina!

Where you going, sweetheart? Huh?

I'm not done with you yet.

I knew you'd be easy.

But, f***,

I didn't know it'd be this easy.

Kind of sad your friend gave

her life... huh?

Just so you could die seconds later.

What a waste.

Aah!

Let's try that again.

Get up, Cody.

I know you can't hear me, Sabrina,

but you've got to understand,

I do it all out of rspect.

F*** it.

I want to fight.

I want to fight.

I want to fight! You hear me?!

I hate to end the party, sweetheart...

but I'm ready for the main event.

I want Sabrina! s

Stay there.

I'll be right with you.

Do you hear me, you f***ing a**holes?!

I really want to fight!

Are you gonna let me fight?!

- I want to fight.

- Yeah, I heard.

Listen, no one here wants you to

fight more than I do.

All right, I guess you've earned it.

But first you have to give up the pen.

You really think you're the

first person that would try the pen trick?

All right. Good girl.

I want to fight.

You can fight all you want.

We're gonna kill your kid anyway.

Aaaaaaaah!

You want her?

You got her.

Aah!

Come on.

Come on!

Come on, b*tch.

Aaah!

Aaaaah!

Aaaaah!

Aaah!

Aww. You think you're done?

The replacement.

Well, lucky you.

You get to kill them both.

Over to the far wall.

Well, hello, friends.

Yes, the time has finally come.

We approach culmination.

And what a week it has been.

But before we begin,

Let us look at an initiate who could be

the daughter of sacmus herself.

The violence that she has endured,

the violence that she has suffered...

Come on.

Sabrina, the one to watch.

Come on in.

Who could have expected the

sheer efficiency of her most recent kill?

It is to be respected, to be honored.

Let us guide Sabrina into her final battle,

facing one whom we have freshly reaped.

Yes, a replacement.

Now, it's true a final fight against a newly

plucked initiative is unprecedented, but...

no more unprecedented than the worthiness

of this new adversary...

Isabelle Thomas,

a former collegiate athlete who earned a

full athletic scholarship to Northwestern.

Now she spends her time operating a gym

that she owns with her husband

and trains in with her husband

and trains in Brazilian jiujitsu.

Exciting.

The Victor of this singular contest...

will be our champion!

I'm Sabrina.

I figured.

Where are we?

It doesn't matter.

Do you understand why they have us here?

Do you have any children?

No.

Then I'm really sorry they

have your husband.

That's how they make us fight.

If you don't fight, they'll kill him.

If you lose, they'll kill him.

Who are you fighting for?

My daughter.

I'm fighting for my daughter!

So, we have to fight.

We have to fight.

How do I know you're not lying to me?

Look around you.

What other choice do you have?

Come on.

Fight!

Come on.

Ooh. Huh.

That was a good one.

That was good.

You can do this. Come on.

- You got to do it.

- F*** you.

- Yeah, that's good.

- F*** you.

Listen. Listen.

Ladies and gentlemen, behold!

All right. Okay.

Listen to me.

You don't have to do this.

- It's crazy.

- Yeah, it's crazy.

But we don't have a choice, all right?

You have to fight.

You have to fight!

That's it. Do it. Do it!

Do it!

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Ha!

Ha! Ha!

Astonishing!

Now, in all our years, the most

unexpected culmination so far.

To watch her, I could have sworn

Sabrina would be our champion,

but her exceptional violence was

defeated by an ever greater violence.

I-I'm sorry, my dear, but it appears

that both of our favorites have lost.

What a year.

Congratulations to the champion.

And now my beautiful wife and I are going

to go meet and greet our champion.

Oh, uh, I think you owe me something.

That girl's dead.

- You got lucky.

- Yeah.

Son of a b*tch.

- What was that?

- I said, "go f*** yourself."

William...

We want to thank you for the

enthusiasm you add to our efforts.

- You have well earned your time to relax.

- And you're like family to us.

Sir. Ma'am.

Oh, enough with the formalities.

Go join the fun. I'm sure some of our

guests would love to hear your stories.

Need to count this?

I trust you.

What a douche.

700 bucks.

F***ing losing it to that twit.

F***ing shrimp.

Clean you up. Yeah, I'll f***ing take

good care of you... clean you real good.

Nice little band-aid.

Thanks for nothing.

- You're welcome.

- Aah!

Ohh!

Aah!

Hey.

Fat f***.

You got me again.

That was a good one.

You owe me 5 bucks.

As an aussie, I'm just glad

that f***ing kiwi's dead.

That f***ing kiwi's dead.

She's...

Deathless by nature, destroyed,

demolished, razed to the ground

buried by woman to

the flesh of woman's sacrifice.

But I-I hope you don't mind my saying...

It was a great surprise.

I'm glad you like surprises.

We have waited the seven days

for the one who would most

successfully epitomize the

purest image of female prowess.

What we are capable of as a species.

We will clean you, dress you,

introduce you to our society, no

no longer an initiate but longer an initiate

but changed... dare I say it?...

Transformed.

A true maenad.

- I'm sorry I'm so late.

- I know. I'm just glad you're here.

- Look out!

- Aaaaaaaah!

How are you? You all right?

- You all right?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Joseph.

- Darling.

Oh, sh*t.

How can you be a part of this?

You're a woman!

Exactly.

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Aah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

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