This Is Your Death Page #6

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gonna take care of you.

- At what cost, Adam?

- What do you mean, at what cost?

How many people had to

die for this house?

For that check?

Ten? 30? 50?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Don't be ridiculous.

Is death ridiculous to you now?

- No, it isn't--

- Do you know what I do?

No, it's not ridiculous,

and if you watched my show,

you'd know that I take

my job very seriously.

By showing death,

I am single-handedly

changing people's

approach to life.

The world's finally waking up.

You are a f***ing game

show host, Adam!

And that is all!

Wake up!

And now, your host, Adam Rogers!

Thank you.

So I had an interesting and sobering

conversation with my sister today,

and in the name of transparency,

I thought I would

share it with you.

Oh, no.

She thinks that what we're

doing here is abominable.

No, no, no. It's okay.

It's okay.

- Camera one.

- Dissenting opinion is okay.

Camera three.

But what really got me was when

she called it a game show,

as if--

Yeah, yeah, as if all that was

at stake here is the money.

Cut to one.

Yeah, I know.

It hurt me, too.

It was ignorant.

And insensitive.

Not to me, but to the folks

who have literally given

their lives for a higher cause.

And the fact that it came

from my own sister,

the only family member

that I have left in this world.

I guess that just made it hurt

even worse.

We'll be back

after these messages

with more This Is Your Death.

- What?

- Hi, Karina?

It's Sylvia. He really doesn't

mean what he's saying.

How did you get my number?

You're Adam's emergency contact.

- F*** him.

- I'm sorry I'm calling you, but I--

- F*** you.

- I agree.

F*** both of us. Just please,

please don't blame yourself.

Uh, Adam told me a little bit

about your history and...

I really don't mean to pry but I think

it might be a good idea to call someone.

I don't need a f***ing

therapist right now.

I need to relax.

What happened to my brother?!!

I don't know.

I really don't know.

I'm so sorry.

On in 25.

Listen, I-- I have

to keep running this show,

but I'm not getting

off the phone

until you tell me

you're gonna be okay.

Okay, I'll call.

I owe you one.

Stay on.

In time.

On in five, four, three...

Standby VTR.

Ladies and gentlemen,

what are we here to do?

To change.

- And what are we gonna change?

- The world!

- I'm sorry, what are we gonna change?

- Adam's on here next.

- The world!

- What're you guys watching?

Derrick made an antenna.

We got basic cable back.

- What're we here to do?

- Don't watch this trash.

It ain't trash, pops.

It's people like us.

- Dad!

- Mason!

Those people are not like us.

They're poor and desperate.

They're sacrificing themselves for

the betterment of their families.

Do these four walls look

poor and desperate to you?

- Mason.

- No!

Do you know how hard I worked

to get you into a good school

so you could do things I

could never dream of doing?

Yeah, dad, I do.

And I also know that we're

about to lose it all.

What? You think

I'm dumb?

You think I don't hear you

and mom arguing every night?

I tried talking to you

like a million times,

and every time you shut

me down like I'm a kid.

But I'm not.

My crutches are six

inches too small,

but I don't say nothing,

'cause I know that you

can't afford to fix it.

So you want to deal

with this by yourself?

Then f***ing deal with it, okay?

Ladies and gentlemen, please

welcome our next guest.

This is Meg Waters,

here to remind us

that not all soldiers are ordered

to fight the good fight.

Not all soldiers are ordered

to fight the good fight, huh?

That includes us.

Yeah, no, I understand metaphor.

- You f***ing prick.

- I'm sorry,

was that a metaphor or a simile?

It's a statement.

Hey, call your sister.

She saw what you said and

she's having a breakdown.

Well, that's not the first time.

I'll call her after the show.

- Adam--

- After the show, Sylvia.

She's why you quit Yale,

isn't she?

We're losing the audience.

They can't see.

This is a bad idea.

Cue the heartbeats.

I-I-- Is she passed out?

Can I get the interior car view?

Cue camera one.

Stand by, car cam 2.

Guys, I can't see sh*t.

- Is she dead?

- Her heart monitor says no,

but it shouldn't be more

than two minutes.

Put up the facts about the CO2.

- Insert CO2 details.

- She's not dying!

She's not dying!

We're losing our audience.

Come on, get

your sh*t together out there.

This is f***ing boring.

Kill it.

We can't fake a death!

Adam, back me up here.

We are all about

transparency, am I right?

We're not faking a death.

She can die backstage

for all I care.

Let her finish backstage.

- Adam, I really don't think that's--

- Just do it.

Okay, slow down the heartbeat.

Slower.

Slower.

And kill it.

Ladies and gentlemen, Meg Waters.

Come on, people, Meg Waters.

There we go.

We'll be back with more This

Is Your Death right after this.

Whoa, did you see that?

She's not dead!

Did anyone see that?

Damn.

F***.

Excuse me.

Hello!

Thank you. Yeah.

She isn't out yet.

Can I get her out?

No, no, no. Don't touch

it, don't touch it.

If we pull her out and

she dies, it's on us.

- Give me that. Okay.

- Yeah.

Sh*t.

Okay. Okay, everything's

gonna be okay.

Jesus Christ!

- No, no, no. No!

- Let me out, please!

The world is a better place

because of our show.

To heal, we need to see pain,

and our cause is too important

to be hijacked by a woman

who had second thoughts!

She chose this!

She chose this. Hey.

Jesus Christ.

Die already.

Okay. Just let me

handle this.

Just let me handle this.

Good work.

Good work.

It's okay!

Take care of it.

All right, people,

we're back in 15 seconds.

They think we faked her death.

What happened in the car, Adam?

Ilana told me our

numbers are down.

I think people

are getting bored.

We need to up the stakes.

What happened in the car, Adam?

Nothing.

Turns out she died

on stage, after all.

No more staging

anti-climactic deaths.

We need "boom."

What about their

reasons for dying?

Isn't that the most

important thing?

Hmm?

Nothing.

- Ilana.

- All right. Get going.

Excuse me.

I have an idea.

We need to make a splash if we're gonna

get renewed for a second season,

- am I right?

- Mm-hmm.

Right. $250,000

is not gonna cut it

if we want to attract

the best contestants.

I thought they

weren't contestants.

Are you finished?

- I'm thinking $1 million.

- A million?

$1 million for the death of the

year on the season finale.

We get the audience involved,

we plaster billboards

all over the country,

and the next thing you know

we're back on top,

just like that.

Say yes.

- I'll talk to the network.

- No, no, no.

I need a yes or a no.

- I'll convince them.

- Thank you.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Uh, I forgot my run-down

for next week.

You wouldn't happen to have

an extra one, would you?

- Oh.

- Yeah.

Perfect. Thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Little man,

I've got a quest--

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