The Employer Page #2

Yeah, I'll kick your ass, too.

I meant, why are you

up for the job?

I don't know. Maybe because

I wrote my thesis on Carcharias.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

At least now I know

who I'm up against.

I'm the least qualified person

here.

I mean, I've been unemployed

for the last six months...

I sent them my resume and they

called me in for an interview.

But, I don't know.

They told me that I was exactly

what they were looking for.

Now I don't know what to think.

Okay, so we're all applying

for the same job.

But what does that mean?

Did you hear that?

Where's that coming from?

Does someone have a phone?

It's up there.

Why is there a phone

in the vent?

Who cares? If we can get it,

we can call for help.

Here, James, boost me up.

How?

Just kneel down, and then I'm

going to get up on your knees.

Let me guess,

cheerleader in college?

High school.

I hate cheerleaders.

It's screwed shut.

Here. Use this to try

to loosen the screws.

Why do you have that?

I always keep one hidden.

Just in case.

Ding, ding, ding.

Brains and brawn.

He's got the whole package.

It's working! Got it.

Is there a phone up there?

Yep.

We should call 911.

What if it's a trick?

One way to find out.

There's something

not right about this.

911. What's your emergency?

We gotta get the f***

out of here!

Hey, calm down, all right?

Give me the phone.

No, I've got this.

Give me the phone!

No!

Stop it! Give it to me.

You talk to them.

Hello?

Sir, if this

is not an emergency-

No, no, it is. We've been

kidnapped. There's five of us.

What's your name and location?

James Harris.

I don't know my location.

We need you to trace this phone

call and figure out where we are.

I can't do that, sir.

I'll transfer you to the police

department. Hold on.

Hello?

What's going on?

There's an incoming call.

Answer it.

No, don't answer it.

Do something.

I mean, it could be someone

who wants to help.

What about the police?

Find out who it

is, and then switch back.

Hello?

Get rid of the

police. Say it was a prank.

They'll try calling back

but it won't work.

That phone can only receive

calls from me.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Then do what I

say and get rid of that cop.

Or very bad things

will happen to you guys.

What is it?

Hello? Is

this some kind of joke?

Yes, it is. F*** you, pig.

What are you doing?

All right. I did it.

Now, I want you

to put me on speaker phone...

so that the others can hear

what I have to say.

I must warn you that involving the

authorities in any way is strictly against the rules.

Not to mention useless,

as I assure you...

that phone

is quite untraceable.

And it's been programmed to only

allow a total of five outgoing calls.

Of which you now have four left.

This was meant as a courtesy

to your loved ones.

So choose your remaining

calls wisely. Who are you?

I'm the one who's been interviewing

you all week. All of you.

What do you want from us?

Are any of you

familiar with the Sand Tiger Shark?

It's native to the waters of Australia and

one of the most fascinating creatures...

on the planet, not only for its

legendary fierceness,

but also because of its unique

means of reproduction.

When this particular shark

becomes pregnant...

she conceives a half dozen offspring

all together in the same womb.

So the pups are forced to feed

off each other in order to survive.

We at Carcharias want the same

killer instinct for our employees.

From our interview process, we've determined

that you're all qualified to join us.

But there's only room for one.

The one who walks out of that door.

As you can see, it has four

combination locks.

When this call is over, you'll

want to keep that phone handy.

Because when one of you expires, I will

call back with the first set of digits...

which will open the first

of the four locks.

When the second one dies, I will call

with the second combination and so forth...

until all four locks are

opened...

and the most ruthless

among you...

opens the door to freedom and

your new career at Carcharias.

I'll leave you to it now...

confident that natural selection

will dictate the outcome.

Hello? Hello?

This has got to be

some kind of joke.

Call him back.

No, no, don't. He said that we

only had four outgoing calls left.

We do that,

we're down to three.

You guys think it's for real?

You think Carcharias really

wants us to kill each other?

Why not?

You really think that's how they

hire all their employees?

That's bullshit. There's no way.

I mean, people would go missing,

others would go looking for them...

eventually it would

come back to Carcharias.

Not necessarily.

Why not?

Because low profile is what they do. They

are the best at staying under the radar.

Tell me something.

When you were working on that

thesis of yours...

did you happen to learn anything

about their hiring practices?

As a matter of fact, I couldn't

find a damn thing about it.

But I did learn that no one has

ever left the company.

I assumed it was because

they liked it so much.

What about the families

of the victims?

Is anyone here married?

Any kids?

That's what I thought.

That's why we were picked.

Now that you mention it...

I don't recall reading anything about

anyone at Carcharias having a family.

I mean, of course not.

That way we won't be missed.

Hey, speak for yourself,

all right?

Oh yeah, like the world can't do

with one less muscle head.

Whoa!

Keep it up.

And you will be first.

Guys, no one is first. No

one is killing anyone in here.

We're gonna figure out some

other way out of this, okay?

Listen, I for one don't think that there's

any reason to believe what he told us.

But you recognized

his voice, right?

He was the guy that interviewed

you, me and everyone else.

Sure, but I mean, come on,

the rules, the locks.

There's no guarantee that he's

even going to call us...

or that the combinations he

would give us would even work.

He'll call.

And they'll work.

Why do you say that?

Because it all makes sense.

I mean, think about it.

They want the most ruthless one

of us to join them.

I mean, it's like how they used to pick the next

Catholic Pope, back in the Holy Roman Empire.

They'd take all the nominated Bishops and they'd

lock them in the Sistine Chapel together...

to fight it out until

there was only one left.

And it was believed that the one who

survived was ordained and chosen by God.

You know?

It makes sense, right?

That's exactly the kind of f***ed up sh*t

you'd expect from the Catholic Church.

You got something

against Catholics?

Yeah, I do.

If you're one of them.

Hey! Yo, stop it!

Please, Mike. Mike!

See? This is exactly

what they want.

They want us to fight

among ourselves...

until their f***ed up plan

starts to make sense, okay?

You got a better idea?

We're gonna stick together...

and figure out some way out of

this without killing each other.

How?

We have to agree to not

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