The Tournament
- R
- Year:
- 2009
- 95 min
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[distant sirens]
newscaster:
:Awakened by the sound of an explosion...
newscaster #2:
...running for their lives.
newscaster #3:
Police are now pushing...
newscaster #4:
...the Feds are telling us
it is not a terror attack.
It is most likely an accident.
newscaster #5:
...the Fire Department
newscaster #6:
...wave of unexplained killings
- that are sweeping across this city.
- [screaming]
Man:
Not all things in the world
are quite as they first appear.
Every seven years in an ordinary town,
an extraordinary event takes place.
You won't know it...
you won't see it...
...but it happens.
[machine gun firing]
[gunshots echoing]
[panting]
Damn:
[beeping]
[man spits]
- You out?
- Yeah:
Don't let it be him, Joshua:
not him:
Man:
Mr:
Harlow!What's the matter, Mr: Harlow?
Are you out of bullets?
Here, have some of mine!
Man:
Whoo-hoo!
- [shouting]
- [screaming]
Man:
no you don't, Mr: Harlow:
[laughing]
Man:
Joshua!
you're a stain on our profession:
I'm beyond f***ing insulted:
So:
::come on out
and I'll show you
the only way to quit
this line of work:
[shouting]
[clicking]
[roars]
[grunts]
[coughs]
Congratulations, man:
Thanks:
I'm glad it was you:
Enjoy your life together:
[gunshot]
- [applause]
- We have a winner:
[crowd cheering]
[muffled announcement]
[thumping bass music
playing on car radio]
[beeps]
[water running]
[water stops]
[sighs]
[groans]
[cup clatters]
[groans]
[clicking]
[latch unlocks]
newscaster:
...crime rose across the board-
particularly gang-related gun crime,
which is leaving residents
There were calls last night
for further investment
in the city's under-manned
police force, as often--
[sighs]
Another day in the borough:
[glass clinks]
All right, you:
Come on:
out:
You been here long enough:
- Closing time, eh?
- opening time:
How many times have
I told you about this?
Come on, out:
What did I do last night?
It's not what you did,
it's how much you drank:
You're a disgrace, you know that?
You dirty bastard:
Right:
Sorry:
Sorry:
Here:
Don't forget this:
now piss off, Father:
You're barred!
Woman:
Disgusting:
[groans]
F*** off:
Man:
All right:
Venue's stacked:
Man #2:
Visual is coming through:
Almost got it:
I'm into the ccTV mainframe:
That is tasty and invisible:
Thank you:
Watch and learn:
- Rerouting:
- Thank you:
Rerouted CCTV footage is online:
Rerouted ccTV confirmed
on all grid sections A through to B:
We have coverage of the entire city:
Abso-f***ing-lutely:
Good:
Visuals on the standby?
All available motion detectors
and hidden cameras
are active and responsive:
- Block coms:
- Blocking:
Emergency calls placed
on permanent hold cycle:
Woman:
Please hold while we try to connect you.
Emergency radio frequencies
are scrambled:
Lock everything:
Prepare to go live:
We're up:
About time:
What's our status?
Woman:
Some of the long hauls
are a little late rising,
but the majority are up and about.
And the implants?
The surgery teams
completed overnight.
Good:
Make sure the cleanup crews are ready:
They're going to have a busy day:
Ladies and gentlemen:::
welcome to the Tournament:
[applause]
It is my honor
to be your host
for this legendary event,
being held for the first time
here in Great Britain:
With more CCTV
than anywhere else on Earth,
we shouldn't miss a thing:
[laughing]
now, as you know,
the stakes in this room are high,
but the stakes
for our competitors out there
are the highest possible:
At this very moment,
are preparing for
International killers
of every imaginable discipline
will compete
for a $10 million cash prize
and the honorable title
of the "World's Best:"
standing by to take your bets:
And here are a few
of my personal favorites
you may wish to keep your eye on:
- Visuals online:
- Go to seven:
- Go to seven, Rob:
- And cue:
Lai Lai Zhen,
abandoned at birth and left for dead:
At 17, she was killing
for the Triads
and has grown up to become
the number one hitter
in the Eastern market
for the past three years--
a snip at 10 to 1 :
[applause]
Anton Bogart:
An outstanding athlete,
he lives for the thrill of the hunt:
Silent, stealthy, smart--
a lethal option:
Yuri Petrov,
Russian special forces:
An incredible all-rounder
armed to the teeth:
Fists, feet, bullets, bombs--
utterly merciless,
he has it all:
Miles Slade, the crazy Texan kid:
An outside bet,
but he's mad enough
to rise the ranks:
Reckless, ruthless, wild,
but guaranteed great entertainment:
This is one guy
And if you thought
it couldn't get any better,
we have a dramatic late entrant--
a returning champion
who I'm sure
will add something very
personal to the proceedings:
Seven years ago,
Joshua Harlow took
the Tournament by storm
and retired as a champion:
But this year he's back:
For one reason,
and one reason only--
revenge:
Joshua's wife was brutally murdered
four months ago,
is one of this year's players!
Joshua Harlow is our
favorite at 2 to 1 :
[applause]
Activate tracking devices:
overlaying and synching positions:
- Tracking bugs online:
- Prepare to go hot:
Hotter than me in a swimsuit:
Cue:
As ever, each assassin
is implanted with a tracking device,
so we can find them,
and they can find each other:
But this year we've added
If we don't have a winner
within 24 hours,
our contestants will discover
isn't just a tracking device:
Well, I know you're all very busy men:
one rule--
kill or die:
Ladies and gentlemen,
place your bets:
The Tournament has begun:
[cheering]
[water running]
- [gunshot]
- [beeping]
[beeping]
[beeping]
[beeping]
Rob:
Suck me sideways:
I would kill
for a piece of that pie:
Yeah, right:
You'd be f***ing dead
before you could lick your lips:
Besides, somebody upstairs
has designs on her:
oh, yeah?
Is that so?
Uh-huh:
Yeah, kinda:
They go way back:
He nurtured her or something:
[beeping]
Tech:
oh, oh, oh:All right, it is showtime:
Rob:
Holy sh*t:Can you do that?
- Wow:
- He just killed an innocent guy!
Tech:
F***! I love this sh*t:- F***!
- Keep on him:
I'm locked on him:
Nowhere to hide:
Miss Hunter, it is showtime:
That is England v. China!
Good:
Patch it through:
Sir, we're off:
It's Steve Tomko and Lai Lai Zhen:
What the f*** are you up to?
[knock on door]
[beeping]
Who is it?
Room service:
Breakfast, madam:
[grunting]
You like that, b*tch?
Huh?
[clicks]
I just want you to know,
after I kill you,
I'm going to f*** you:
[screaming]
[laughing]
Hey, welcome
to the tournament, Rob:
You f***ing b*tch!
Host:
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