Vs
Untie me.
Get me out of here!
Untie me!
What the hell
is going on here?
How the f*** should I know?
You... You people
did this.
This has all happened
because of you.
What?
He's going to kill us.
He's going to kill us
because... Because of you.
Who... Who's he?
Hey. Where you going?
Where you going?
Come back.
Just hold
the f*** on, okay?
Get me out of here!
Untie me!
F***.
Good evening, everyone.
So glad to see
you could all make it
out tonight.
It's me.
Rickshaw,
your very best friend.
Oh, now, don't look
so surprised to see me.
I thought, after last time,
each other again.
But, um, I guess
I'm surprised too.
Here we are all again.
Doing what we do best.
Charge.
Shadow.
Cutthroat.
And The Wall.
My very, very best friend.
I can't wait to introduce you
to some of my other fries
you haven't met yet.
But let's cut to business.
All my life, as you know,
I've been a loser.
At every turn I lose.
I think I have
an amazing plan.
And then...
A**hole goody-two-shoes
like you get in the way,
and f*** it up.
So I made a game
for you to play,
where you get to feel
what it feels like
to lose all the time.
I'm calling it role reversal,
where you get to lose,
and I get to win.
to have the rug pulled out
from under your feet
at every f***ing turn.
Therefore,
the rules
are incredibly simple.
There are over 100
innocent civilians
spread all across town,
and they are rigged
to various life
threatening devices.
You play my game,
you save their lives.
You don't play,
I kill them.
You try to escape
or forfeit,
town is rigged to blow.
And, oh, I just can't...
I just want to press
this f***ing thing so bad.
Unless of course you win.
But in the meantime,
I'd like you to reconnect,
at the Laundromat.
And when you're all reunited,
you'll get your first
assignment.
And...
Cutthroat.
Just to let you
and your friends
understand the true
severity of the rules...
No...
Oh, oh, I almost forgot.
If you've noticed
on your wrists...
It's just my little way
of making the game more..
Fair.
May the best man win.
It's been a long time.
Yes, it has.
How you doing?
You... You still
have yours?
What are you...
What are you talking about?
You're...
You're still strong.
So that injection
did do something
to everybody.
Everybody except you,
it seems.
Ben.
John.
How's it going?
Kiss my ass.
That's how it's going.
All right.
Glad to see things
haven't changed.
Jill.
Charlie.
This is great.
Everybody remembers
each other.
Rickshaw's not bluffing.
He just killed someone.
What?
Yeah. Splattered his brains
all over the bathroom wall.
Oh, Jesus.
Yeah, when I woke up,
there were bunch of bodies
everywhere too.
All right then.
Let's address
the matter at hand.
You know, the one
where we're up sh*t creek.
Hey, we are not
all the way
up sh*t creak.
Oh, let me guess.
You have a plan.
Guys, what about the real
obvious question here?
I mean, how did we
even get here?
Hello again. Since we don't
have a lot of time...
I guess we should
start the games.
Now, this round will see you
separating into two groups,
You have five minutes
to proceed to
Choose your weapons.
Then the round will begin.
Show up late,
and one of you will have
a real mess to clean up.
All right. Come on.
What? So you got a map,
that makes you the leader?
What are these for?
Nothing good.
Looks like we have about
80 seconds to find out.
John.
Stop, stop, stop.
John, they're
in trouble.
Hey.
Look, we're in trouble, okay?
Now, we don't know
if those are innocent
people, Jill.
Those could just be
his goons or something.
We don't know.
What if they're not?
What if they're moms?
Or dads or kids?
We don't know
all the boundaries
of this game yet, okay?
Look, he's watching us.
As long as we're still
playing, then he'll
keep us alive, okay?
So then we
just do nothing?
No.
Play the game
and win.
Hey, don't worry.
Don't worry.
I have a plan.
As long as he thinks
I'm still playing,
he won't know
what I'm doing. Okay?
Come on.
Hey, wait.
You look good.
You look the same.
Where'd you go?
There's two innocent people
ready to blow in the back.
So let's pay attention.
F***, man.
I'm sure by now
you've had a chance
to look over your weapons.
Choose wisely.
Or else the game will
end very quickly.
And we wouldn't
want that, would we?
You'll now be split up
into two teams.
The Wall and Shadow
are Team Romance.
And Team Irony will be
Cutthroat and Charge.
Each team will be matched up
against an as yet
unannounced opponent.
are quite simple.
I mean, I keep
my sh*t simple. Okay?
Fight your opponent
to the death
with your choice
of the weapons
laid in front of you.
Fail to fight
and 10 innocent
civilians will die.
I'm not f***ing around.
Team Romance will go
to the junkyard.
And Team Irony will go
to the lumber yard.
Each team has five minutes
to get to its destination.
Once you arrive,
you will receive
your final set of instructions
for the first round.
Happy hunting.
What should I pick?
The sledge is safe.
Hard to miss.
Usually if you hit
somebody with it,
they don't get back up.
Just got to hit
something, huh?
Yeah.
All right.
Take care of her.
Hey.
Why didn't Rickshaw
take your powers?
We don't really have
that much time
to figure it out, do we?
No, we don't.
Listen up, everybody.
We need to stay on time.
He said, "this round,"
which would
make one believe
there's gonna be
more than one round
of this sh*t, okay?
And we stay in touch.
I know this is hard
for everybody, okay?
I know.
If we don't
do this together,
we don't have
a shot at beating
this game, okay?
All right. Let's move.
Hey.
Be careful.
You too.
Ready for this
sh*t or what?
Yeah, let's hope so.
Let's... Let's hope so?
Can't have our leader
eating sh*t this early
in the game, now, can we?
Hey, keep it down.
Make me.
Hey, man, hey.
This isn't about us,
all right?
This isn't about our past.
This isn't about how
I hurt your feelings.
Or any other bullshit
complaints you've had about
me over the years, all right?
This actually is
life or death.
Do you get that?
Look.
We lose, we die.
Okay, once we get
out of here,
we can sit down
and point fingers
at each other.
But right now,
if we slip up just once,
he will find
a way to kill us.
All right?
Look, I'm not gonna
get in your way,
but this doesn't
change sh*t between us.
Well, sh*t happens,
I guess.
After you.
So, where do you
think this place is?
Who knows?
Northwest maybe.
I've never seen it before.
Yeah, me neither.
So how long
do you think
we were all out?
I don't know.
You went down
hard though.
Do you remember
how it happened at all?
No. Nothing.
I just don't understand.
Rickshaw was gone.
John got him.
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