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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,

that we would never see

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,

and the entire little sh*t

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

the little injection scars

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

the hardware store and...

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.

The rules of round one

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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