The Task of the Translator Page #4

highly noxious odors.

In this particular case,

we're smelling a combination

of human smells

and the smells of the gas

used to kill said human.

Now for the fun

part, boys and girls.

Black King gets to sit

down in the gas chair.

Black King?

That would be me.

And await further instructions.

"White Queen and Black Rook

are to make their way

"to the rear of

the dining hall.

"There you'll find

some meat and a pan.

"This is to be

cooked and eaten. "

Oh, man!

Great.

I'm starving.

"Inmates were always

suspicious that meat supplied

"was not cow, pig or lamb,

"but something else.

"Something sweet and nothing like

anyone had ever tasted before. "

So, we're talking

human flesh, right?

You in?

Yes.

Guess what you get to do now?

I give up.

You get to strap Toni in.

I'm paraphrasing here, but

Toni should fully comprehend

the fear the victims felt when

they were about to be gassed.

You're good at that.

Let's just say, some of my girlfriends

have been on the kinky side.

Okay, she's all strapped in.

What now?

Okay, you have to exit

the chamber and seal it.

Oh.

Is that okay with you?

Mmm-hmm.

What are you doing?

Just in case.

Okay.

"Your task is to shut off

the master valve

"before the gas

terminates your teammate. "

You need to

follow the pipes.

Makes sense.

Okay, got it.

My greatest fear?

Well, I'm vegetarian,

so I guess eating meat.

Guys.

Guys?

Guys.

Taking bets?

I will bet 100 on

her throwing up.

Done.

Hmm. Not bad.

Mmm. Sweet.

It's weird.

I can't do this.

I can't.

It's my worst nightmare.

Come on, sweetie, that's the show.

Just think,

"No more college debt. "

Look, remember what he said?

"If the team wins, there'll

be a substantial bonus. "

Do it for the team, girlfriend.

Wow.

You gonna hurl?

Thank you.

Okay, Angel, I'm at the

bottom of the stairs.

Sh*t!

What? What is it?

Oh.

Nothing. It's just more

of that fake blood.

Do you hear me?

He's back.

This really stinks.

Let me out.

Hey, come on.

Hey, let me out, man.

This really stinks. For real.

My God!

Who is that man standing there?

Topless.

So manly.

Let me out.

I don't know, Con.

This guy is actually starting to creep me out.

Yeah.

You and me both.

Hey. Hey, come back!

Hey, stop playing.

Let me out.

So, what's up?

Taylor.

I need to talk with you.

Outside?

Sure.

Big news.

I think the company's

playing us.

What?

Who's there?

Who are you?

Show me the chamber.

Sorry.

The smoke's too thick.

Shall we cover Rook and Queen?

Where are they?

I don't know, but just

give me one second.

Yup, Connie.

Here, I got them.

There.

There's that guy again, see?

Wow.

Who the hell is that?

Okay, how'd he

get there so quick?

That's the guy from

the painting, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it looks like him.

Cool.

No, not cool.

He either walks through walls,

or there are more

than one of them.

We all seen

The Prestige, right?

Do you mind if we pass?

Please?

Guys?

Guys?

Fake blood pack, fake shiv.

Nice. Nicely done.

In fact,

maybe even Oscar worthy.

No.

No, that's not right.

This is way, way off script.

It looked real to me.

Connie,

they are playing us.

Trust me.

Warden Harvis,

meet Connie Solomon.

What?

Look.

They copied the picture.

What?

Casting.

Costume.

Easy.

Hold on.

No. No.

No! You're right.

He's a real ghost.

Can't get

any more off than that.

Sh*t!

That's Stanton he's carrying.

He goes

any further with him,

he's gonna take him

off my grid.

What?

Look, it's a huge prison.

I mean, I couldn't put

my cameras everywhere.

Show me the hole.

Show me the chamber.

Taylor, somebody's gotta go in

there and see if they're okay.

I can tell you,

they don't look okay.

She's acting, acting, acting.

Where is Scelzi then?

I don't know.

Probably off

his face somewhere.

No. No, something

is not right here.

I'm gonna call the office.

Bob. Hi.

Yeah, it's me.

Look, I need to ask you,

have you thrown in any

surprises on this one? Any...

No. Okay.

Yeah, you too.

Good night.

They say they've got no

idea what's going on here.

BS.

Still feels wrong.

Okay, I'll go

and prove it to you.

No problemo.

Anyone coming?

Yeah, I'll go.

I'll grab a camera

and get some cool footage.

Thank you.

All right.

Yeah. Again.

Task five. Black Pawn.

Your destination is

cell seven. Lucky.

You must be nice to them.

Easy peasy lemon squeezy!

"Easy peasy

lemon squeezy. "

Let me out!

Hey, this ain't fun no more.

Hey, you know what?

You're actually kind of photogenic.

Yeah, so funny, pretty boy.

Hey. You.

It's freezing in here.

I want to do my task.

Kill the air-con.

What? I turned it off

Come on.

Connie, what do you wanna do?

Hold the game.

Wow, this place is

kind of spooky, right?

Yeah. You should try rigging

our sh*t in here on your own.

It gets a bit weird.

Look, look.

That guy.

The extra? Where?

Hey.

Where'd he go?

I don't know.

I didn't see him.

He went

right past here.

Dead end.

What was that?

Yeah,

what was that?

Sh*t. No!

Taylor?

Put Angel on screen.

We need to get those

kids out of there.

Can you hear me?

Yeah. Hi. Yeah.

Good. Listen up.

There's been a slight

change of plans.

We're gonna need

to stop the show.

What?

Why?

I'm gonna be honest with you.

There is somebody

in there with you.

Who?

We're not sure.

But I need you to get

yourself out of there

as fast as possible,

understood?

You're playing me?

You're trying to freak me out.

It's genius.

Pure genius.

It's great.

It's gonna be a hit show.

Yeah.

No, please. Angel.

My name is Connie Solomon,

I'm the producer of this show,

and I am telling you to get

the hell out of there.

Open the door.

I want to win and

I want my money.

So open the door!

Who opened the door?

Sorry, you're not

serious, are you?

Idiot.

Oh, sh*t! Sorry, I thought you

were playing to the cameras.

You're task is to memorize

and locate the clearly

marked cell seven.

Lucky!

In this cell,

Warden Harvis received

a near fatal stab wound

from an inmate.

You'll find a key in that cell,

and this key can release

both your inmate colleagues

from the hole

and the gas chamber.

Cool.

Is that all you got for me?

Easiest money I've ever made.

What am I afraid of?

Nothing.

Angel!

Stanton?

Anyone?

Anyone?

Help!

Bollocks.

Great, now she's

gone off my grid.

Hello?

Who's there?

Hello?

Angel?

Angel.

Where are you? Help!

Hey. Put me down.

Put me down.

Who are you?

Angel?

Angel!

What...

This isn't right.

Put me down.

Hold on.

It's you.

No!

There you are.

What the...

Angel, are you okay?

He killed my brother.

He's gonna kill me.

He killed my brother.

Go. Run!

And the winner of The Task is

Connie Solomon.

New Jersey School of Acting.

Not bad for

a straight guy, right?

Huh.

You all are

complete and total...

Might I add,

very clever a**holes!

Hey, congratulations.

You're gonna be on TV.

This is for you.

It's Bob.

Connie, you there?

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