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Global terror deaths

reach new heights in 2044.
The Sydney Mall attack...

The death now at 60

after suicide bombing...

Many killed
and missing...

I can't tell if this has
worked, I don't give a shit.

Listen, it's 2044, folks.

Year 2044.

It may as well be Berlin 1944.

Except there was less rubble
then.

Eight attacks in the last week.

Rome, Marrakesh,
Heidelberg, Istanbul,

Salt Lake City, London, Manila,

and every single one of these
is in the name of god.

The Pencinites just blew up
Kenmore Square.

Yesterday Fenway Park
destroyed.

Gone.

Last week the Aluvahins blew up
fucking Camp Nou.

The home of FC Barcelona.

What happened
to keeping all this

around Mount Meggido?

Listen, if you want to fight

over your religion,

decide which religion
should rule the planet,

I say, "Go for it!"

Every religion out there.

Pick a fucking fighter.

Here's what we do:

we have a big tournament.

I'm serious.
We have a big tournament.

Choose a fighter. Train them
to represent your religion.

And we just have a big
fucking mano a mano.

Put them all in an arena
and let them start going.

And whoever is left standing
at the end,

that is the religion
that we worship.

We'll do it that way.
Call it the Religious Rumble.

No, fuck that, wait.

The Battle
for Absolute Dominion.

Oh, fuck, yeah,
there you go.

The Battle
for Absolute Dominion.

Start training.

Time!

-I know.
-Know what?

The bell doesn't start
or end a fight.

I'm glad you know.
Now try to remember.

If he beats you up

and then you beat yourself up,

you're taking two beatings
instead of one.

Sun Tzu?

Simple math.

Another round?

Now you let your body rest
until Saturday.

What do you think?
Does he stand a chance?

Technically, physically? Yes.

Has he had any more?

Not since that day.

Did you find out
what causes it?

EEG, MRI scan, CT scan...

all came back clear.

We're getting close
everyone.

The last wild card tournament
is upon us

and the 50 warriors left
standing after this weekend

are gonna decide our faith.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome today's guest,

Professor Amanda Harris!

Look.

See the applause I can do?

I'm really excited
to talk to you right now.

Um about the mess
you got us into?

Professor,
I made a joke

in a cheap trailer,
using a thrift store camera.

I mean, who listens to
random nobodies on the internet?

Apparently the entire world.

Let's talk about
some more important subjects.

-Let's--
-First off,

Ammon Jones.

Pencenite,
currently number one.

What will the world

-be like under Pencetism?
-Mm.

I can't tell you what
the world will be like

as that depends on
other variables,

but I can give you

some background on Pencetism.

Pencetism is one
of many apocalyptic ideologies

represented in the tournament,
but unlike most of the others,

Pencenites have
an exact end date

which is 2111.

- 48 years left.
- Yes, 48, thank you.

Thank you.

The problem with groups

who believe the apocalypse
is around the corner

is that they are not
interested in progress.

On the contrary,
they usually find comfort

in regressing to earlier times.

Alright, let's go
to Nizar Haddad,

current number 2.
Now, he seems like a nice guy,

but Dashifaris
do not celebrate Christmas,

and I don't know,
a world without eggnog...

That sounds worse
than the apocalypse to me.

Okay, now,

Mestre Gato Santo,

number 3.
I love Capoeira, I love Brazil.

Alright? And Celestians
celebrate Christmas.

So this could be
a positive outcome?

Unless you enjoy celebrating
Ramadan or Hanukkah.

Okay, good point. Alright,

as someone
who knows everything

about everyone on this list,

who do you want to win?

The question is not
"Who will win?",

it's "What will they do
with the power?"

Even the most
tolerant ideology

will feel oppressive
to those who will be asked

to give up the culture and
traditions they grew up with.

So you're saying,
because everyone took a joke

on the internet seriously,
we're all fucked.

No, Fix. You were

the spoke
that stopped the wheel

that was spinning us rapidly
towards destruction.

I mean, do you have any hope?

- Oh, yes, yes.
- Really?

I'm confused because
you don't seem to be inspired

- by any of the contenders--
- On that list.

Oh, you're saying
the list isn't complete.

You're talking about
the last Wild Card tournament

coming up this weekend.
Who is showing up for that?

- What do you know?
- I know,

we need a miracle...

and I know
how hard I prayed for one.

Good morning,

Battle of Absolute Dominion
fans around the world.

and welcome to the very last
Wild Card tournament,

only hours away now
here on Shalom Island.

A satellite drone sending out
a birdseye view of the stadium.

Here, an appearance
of our top-ranking fighters:

Mestre Gato Santo,

who just moved
to the prestigious

top-three ground floor
apartments last weekend.

While Ammon Jones
and Nizar Haddad,

number 1 and number 2 have been
here for a couple of weeks now.

It looks like they're enjoying
an al fresco coffee

in the calm before the storm.

- Sagan?
- Attention,

-this is Shalom Stadium .
-Shit!

Come on,

-stop messing around with me.
-If he doesn't snap out

before we arrive
at the stadium, we are done.

I know.

Stop with the pranks.

Come on Sagan,

snap out of it now.
Please.

- Sagan!
- We have arrived at

-Salom Stadium Station .
-Let go.

What are you doing?

Please exit the air train.

We're going to be late,
let's go.

For security reasons,

fighters and coaches must wait
in the holding arena

until your name appears
on the display board.

Hello and welcome
to Center AD Live.

My name is Ceylon, your host.

I'll be with you all weekend,

covering
the last Wild Card tournament.

This is the final
opportunity for fighters

who are not ranked to qualify

for the Battle
for Absolute Dominion.

Things sure look different
around here today.

For the last time
in this 20-year saga,

the battle stage has been
taken down to accommodate

for a larger crowd
of hopeful fighters.

Okay, so we're gonna play
a highlight video

from the last ranking tournament

along with some messages
from our sponsors

and hopefully,
once we get back to you,

we'll know what's happening.

Stay tuned.

Attention,
competitors and coaches,

the result of the group draw
is now on the display board.

Please wait
in the holding arena

until your name appears
on the display board.

Group 3. There!

Bruno
vs. Tsaturyan, mat number 3.

That's your last warning.

Ready?

Fight!

Break!

- Winner.
- Winner, Bruno.

-Water?
-No, I'm good.

And fight!

-Argh!
-Are you okay?

Someone named Sagan Bruno

won against a bunch
of no-names quickly?

Since when did we even talk
about Brunk?

Sagan Bruno won 12 fights so far
and broke the following stats:

fastest win ever, most fights
won in the least amount of time

and most fights won
without a single KO.

I don't think
it's by accident.

It seems to be his style.

Not to be the Joan
Rivers of the apocalypse,

but you call that style?

It's not
a cute look.

He won't stand a chance
facing a top-50 fighter.

We don't know
what kind of style he'll have

when he faces a top 50.

Why are you so into this guy?
Is he a Solarunian?

No, he's from the IHS,

the Institute of Humanism
and Science,

and that makes him a story.

What do they believe in again?
Nothing?

No, not nothing.
They're just not religious.

Um, okay. Um...

Archive needs to send us
everything they've got on him

and his organization

and let's get our cameras glued

to his pretty little eyelashes

when we get back
from commercials.

Winner, Elias.

You're drawing attention earlier
than expected.

- You want me to go slower?
- No.

I just want you to broaden
your awareness.

Fighters,
on your mark. Fight.

Bruno vs, Chey,
mat 3, 30 second warning.

Not exactly what I meant
by "broaden your awareness. "

She keeps staring at me.

- That's her job.
- You know her?

- I hired her.
- What?

Technically your Dad
and the board hired her.

I recruited her. She's your
personal protection officer.

Nobody even knows who I am.
Why do I need a PPO?

If you don't get on that mat
soon, you might not.

Fight!

Why do I need a PPO?

Is there something
I should know?

- It's the law.
- For the top 50,

not for a completely unknown
Wild Card.

We thought it was for the best
to hire someone earlier.

Shalom Island has more security
than the United Nations.

Everybody is pre-screened
months ahead of time...

and not one door frame
or ceiling

doesn't have gun detection AI.

And yet 8 fighters
have been killed

since the tournament started,

by pre-screened people
with improvised weapons.

What?

Those murdered fighters

were all associated
with some form of satanism.

You think not believing in
anything is as much of a threat

to people as believing in Satan?

-More.
-More.

Believers have
comforting narratives

that make the idea
of death bearable.

Satanism doesn't challenge
those narratives.

On the contrary,
it confirms them,

and strengthens their beliefs.

But we challenge them? How?

Simply by existing.

Heaven, hell, reincarnation...

those stories are
basic defense mechanisms.

They protect believers
from fear of death,

the most primordial
and paralyzing fear.

For people like us to not
threaten this safe fortress

of belief, it would require
the ability to stop others

from contemplating
our worldview.

And of course,
that's impossible.

Welcome back
to Center AD Live.

We're halfway through day one
of the Wild Card tournament

and things have been
pretty wild indeed.

But one fighter has stood out
amidst all the chaos.

His name is Sagan Bruno.
At the young age of 19,

he's already broke
several records this morning,

including fastest TKO

most wins
in the shortest amount of time,

most wins without a KO.

He's continually
dominated his group

more than any other fighter,
so,

you're probably wondering
what religion is he.

Well, here is where
things get really interesting.

None!

You heard me correct.
Sagan Bruno

represents the Institute
of Humanism and Science.

What is he doing here?

The guy you're fighting
next, Sami Odeh,

life-long sparring partner,

- they're like brothers.
- Bruno vs. Odeh.

Commander.

- I didn't know we--
- Allowed heathens?

People not associated
with a religion.

We had to. The tournament
wouldn't have been authorized

if we excluded
any belief system,

let alone one that included

thousands
of prominent scientists.

Why did we never see

one of their fighters before?

The IHS is a bunch

of academics and nerds,

they didn't have
an unlimited supply of,

zealot crusaders
like everybody else.

So they did what scientists do.

-They engineered one.
-Engineered?

We decided to set the date
of the tournament's finale

20 years into the future

because we knew
it would take that long

to negotiate a set of rules
with 196 countries.

So the IHS went out
and got themselves

a super athlete's spunk,
a genius embryo...

...voilà.

Take your mark.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighting position.
Fighter ready.

Fight!

Do you give up? Do you give up?

Fighter, do you give up?

Come on, tap out, brother.

Tap out.

Come one, brother,
tap out.

Nizar Haddad
getting involved

from the sidelines,
telling him

it's not worth dying over this.

Come on. Tap out.

This can't continue.
Say something.

I already did.

This is unbelievable.

The Dashifari fighter
refuses to tap out

and the Humanist
refuses to take him out.

You can't make this stuff up.

Sagan!

What just happened?

Winner.

Winner, Bruno.

What did he say to him?

Please, tell me someone
has a close-up of his lips,

so we can see
what he said to him.

This is everything
we have.

That's not gonna cut it.
I need to know

everything there is to know
about this weirdo kid

and his Institute
of Communism and Science.

My dear Claudia,
don't disappoint me.

Please do not listen in
during the break,

just a little peek-a-boo,
see what he's eating,

what he's drinking,
what their strategy is,

whether they're shooting him up
some of the good stuff, go!

Hi, I'm Naya Olinga.

Your PPO.

I'd like to bring you
to the IHS suite

so you can rest
until your next fight.

Your father already went ahead.

You've drawn
everyone's attention

earlier than we expected,

so the threat level
has increased,

plus we have to pass
the press line

to get to the hotel.

Aren't there
any secret passages

- out of the arena?
- There are,

but fighters
are contractually obligated

to walk past the press.

Not doing so is cause

for disqualification.

But you are not obligated
to talk to them

or even acknowledge them

and I highly recommend
you don't.

-Okay.
-As we move towards the hotel,

I want you to expand
your peripheral vision,

scan the space
as wide and as far as possible.

Consider everyone
and everything a threat.

Watch people's hands,
someone trying to harm you

will either carry a weapon
or eventually, pull one out.

I don't have eyes
in the back of my head,

so there's a chance you or Anton
will catch something I won't.

If that's the case, yell "fire."

I'm going to count to three,
on three, we stand up.

I'll walk ahead of you,
Anton will walk behind you.

One, two...

Babylon Times.

Can I ask you
a few questions please?

No interviews
until after the tournament.

Is it true
you were genetically engineered

for this tournament, Sagan?

Are you fighting to end God?

Don't look up.

I thought you had no eyes
on the back of your head.

- I don't.
- Attention.

But my instincts are 360.

We may detain anyone

not in possession
of the official security...

He cannot win this tournament.

- The odds for a wild card--
- I don't care

what the odds are.

We need to make sure he doesn't
make it into the top 50.

Third floor.

Security system
deactivated.

Ah, here they are.

Hi.

- Hey.
- I'm Sitara Bruno.

Sagan's mother.

Nice to meet you.

I heard you did really well.

Champagne!

Relax, it's Kombucha.

We're just pretending
it's champagne.

Is there a room for Sagan
to get some rest?

Yes, over there.

Mind if I check it out?

It'll take under a minute.

Go ahead.

All clear. I'll leave you alone.

Could you ask my mother
to come see me, please?

I need some medical advice.

Of course.

Prof. Bruno,

Sagan asked
if you could see him...

for medical advice?

Of course.

Come in.

Do you want to help me find
the exits and fire alarms?

Sure.

This is unbelievable.

The Dashifari fighter
refuses to tap out.

And the Humanist
refuses to take him out.

You can't make this stuff up.

How many times
are you going to watch this?

As many times as it takes
to figure it out.

-What was that about?
-What?

Ah, they don't get along.

No kidding.

Sitara is a psychiatrist.

The fact that he asked for her
means

he's dealing with
a mental health issue

and it must be bad.

Why does he not like her?

There wasn't one event.

She's always been cold
and distant with him,

like she's scared
or ashamed of him.

When he was younger,
he tried hard to win her over.

At some point, he just gave up.

Some people
don't attach to kids

who aren't biologically theirs.

But he is.

I thought he was genetically
engineered from donors.

He was. Sitara is one of them.

She is a Rhodes scholar and
a former world champion gymnast.

The Institute approached her
before anybody else.

She turned them down
repeatedly, but, then,

they got smart
and hired her husband

to run the entire project

and the next time,
it was he who asked.

What about the sperm donor?

A former Olympic sprinter
and chess Grandmaster.

Knowing the Institute,
I'm certain

they recruited him
as deliberately as
they did Sitara.

He just wisely
insisted on staying anonymous.

You're not really trying
to locate

the exits and fire alarms,
are you?

Of course not.

I memorized the blueprints
of the stadium in 8th grade

and I've walked them
every year since.

Are you nervous about him?

No.

Then what is this?

I'm trying to figure out
just how he got him to tap out.

You know, some people say
they'd rather die than tap out,

-but--
-I've known Sami my entire life.

I know his pain threshold
and I know his mentality.

He came here to win or die.

Nothing in between.

Did you ask him what happened?

He won't talk to me.

Do you think he threatened Sami
with something other than
his own death?

I've considered it, but what?

Sami grew up as a war orphan
and never married,

so there is no family
to threaten him with.

I'm the closest
he's got to family.

But what could this guy
do to me, in here,

that Sami would have considered
a serious threat?

I don't know.

But now you got me curious.

What do you think he's doing
out there?

Picking a lamb to sacrifice.

Any top 50 fighter
can challenge anyone

in a Wild Card tournament.

Security deactivated.

I think it's time.

I'm ready.

You guys go ahead.

I'm going to walk Sitara
to the pod station first.

You're not coming to watch?

She doesn't watch fights.

You're contractually obligated
to face the press

when you exit the arena,
not when you enter.

Go ahead
and ask already.

I'm not going
to ask.

Doctor-patient confidentiality
still counts

even within the family.

He told me I can tell you.

What's going on
with him?

I'll get it.

Naya! What's up, girl?

Same old.
What's up with you, sis?

Sadly not my salary.

Okay to walk our guy this way?

Yeah, of course, I told you.

Come on.

Hey, good to see you.

So you are
what all the fuss is about.

And I better get him
through the fuss

before they disqualify him.

You said that, not me.

And we're back.

Sagan Bruno is up first

which should be a hoot

given that his opponent
is about twice as tall

and four times as wide.

Take your mark.

Fighting position. Get ready.

Get ready. Fight!

He's out.

Break!

Winner.

- Acrobatics, huh?
- Winner, Bruno.

If your opponent is a bull,
be a muleta.

If your opponent is a muleta,

-be a bull.
-And most important?

Never be a matador.

- Let's wait elsewhere.
- You two go.

I'll stay in case they move
the fight forward

or pull some other trick
to get him disqualified.

-Ping me at two minutes out.
-Copy that.

You found something?

Yeah, but I don't think
we can use it.

Um. We can
and will use everything.

That's the deal
on Shalom Island, darling.

But it came from a conversation

he had with his mother

in her capacity
as a psychiatrist,

so legally I don't even think
we can use it.

Are you a lawyer now?

Because that's news to me.

And last time I checked,

I'm the one
who breaks the news here.

So, your career change,
oh, I'm so sorry,
it's been canceled.

The paperwork
couldn't come through in time.

What a travesty. What a tragedy.
Now out with it!

Let me hear it!

Doctor-patient
confidentiality still counts

even within the family.

He told me
I can tell you.

What's going on with him?

He wanted me to prescribe
something that stops

auditory verbal hallucinations.

He's hearing voices?

When he spaces out like that...

he was just pretending
to be catatonic...

because he didn't want to admit

what's really happening.

What is really happening?

Someone is talking to him.

Who?

Sitara, who is talking to him?

God.

He says
God is talking to him.

You're right.

We absolutely cannot
expose this.

That's why we need
some trashy outlet

to do it for us first.

Great job, Claudia.

I knew there was a reason why

I put up with
that drone of a personality.

Drink on me tonight!

What is it?

Again, this article
was just published

by The Daily Post who insist

they have an audio file
to back up this story

but since we have not heard
the audio clip ourselves,

I must add
that the Wild Card fighter

Sagan Bruno "allegedly"
hears God.

Attention please,

Shalom Stadium security
may detain anyone...

-Sagan.
-Time to go?

Not quite.

What is it?

Someone leaked
a conversation your parents had

in the hotel room.

They were talking about your...

mental health issue.

Oh.

You're taking this better
than I expected.

If I get riled up
because somebody wants

to rile me up

then I'm a puppet,
not a fighter.

Anton was always
a great teacher.

-You trained with him?
-Yeah,

when we were kids all the way
until he left our school.

You want to do
some flow exercises?

Sure.

Shalom Stadium
security may detain

anyone not in possession
of an official security pass.

Well, look who's here.

Looks like Sagan is about to
fight his first top-50 fighter.

Sitara is here.

I'll go get her.

Tell Sagan, we're very sorry.

Break his legs.

You like her.

She's smart...

and extremely good at her job.

I just feel bad
she ended up with me.

She should be Ammon Jones's
or Nizar Haddad's PPO.

She didn't end up with you,
she chose you.

...mat number 5.

-What?
-Well,

not exactly you,
but the Institute.

Of course.

All of the top organizations
tried to recruit her.

She passed on all of them

and recommended
her students instead.

She was an instructor?

Not just any instructor.

The Dashifar offered her
an entire island

in exchange for becoming
Nizar Haddad's PPO.

What's she doing here?

I'm sure
she turned around immediately

as soon as she heard about
that trashy leak going viral.

They said they're sorry.

Winner, Steimer.

It wasn't their fault.

Now, let's talk about
that voice you're hearing

after the fight, okay?

You want to talk about God,
Anton?

Dressed like this?

Bruno vs.
Salvador, 30-second warning.

Attention, please.

The Pencenites's
Freddy Alvarez,

ranked at 23 in the current
Absolute Dominion top 50,

has volunteered to fight
in place of Mágico Salvador.

Folks, I never thought
I would say this, but,

this Wild Card tournament
has just become more thrilling

than the past 10
ranking tournaments together.

Where is he?

So, the Pencinites,
like the Sons of Moses

and the Dashifar each have more
than one fighter in the top 50.

But this challenge
isn't without consequences.

You see, there is no gain
if a top-50 fighter

wins against a Wild Card,
but if he loses,

it's a 10-point deduction.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighting position.
Fighter, are you ready?

Fighter, are you ready? Fight!

Come on, Sagan.

Fighter.
Do you give up?

Fighter. Do you give up?

Fighter. Do you give up?
Fighter. Do you give up?

Break!

Well,
that was a snooze fest,

but the young
Sagan Bruno wins again.

So that means

that Freddy Alvarez drops
from number 23

to 46,

and Sagan Bruno is still here.

Which means,
if he wins his next fight,

you're gonna see him
in the finals tomorrow.

I'll talk to Ammon.

Now!

I'm surrounded by idiots.

I hope this wasn't too horrible
to watch.

No, not horrible at all.

I'll stay for the next one
if that's okay with you.

Winner, Noyan.

It took you
a lot longer this time.

Was his style tough to beat?

No.

I just figured, now I'm known
as the guy who hears God,

I better be as mundane
as possible.

Ah!

Sec Command,
this is PPO Naya Olinga.

I've got a 6-4 attempt on my
fighter. Request assistance.

Attention, guests.

Shalom Stadium curfew

will start in 15 minutes.

Please exit the stadium.

"Omnis satanica potestas,

omnis incursio
infernalis adversarii,

omnis legio."

I'll get you out of here
in a sec.

Vade, satana,
inventor et magister

omnis fallaci,
hostis human salutis.

Quomodo scis quia non sum deus?

Please proceed
to the nearest exit gate.

- What is his issue?
- He's a Uriahnit

who thinks I'm the devil.

What did you say to him?

I asked him how he knows
I'm not God.

- Last warning...
- This is unacceptable.

I want to speak with the head
of security immediately

or I'll file a complaint
with the SCSC.

First, you record
a confidential conversation

between two medical doctors
and then you're incapable

of providing security
when my son becomes a target.

Sir,
nothing is confidential

inside Shalom Stadium.
It's in the privacy policy

you signed when you registered.

Nizar asks
if he can stop by.

Yes, of course.

When evil people meet,

good people reinforce
their shields with leather.

You're the number one
ranked fighter

and you're acting like
you're afraid of him?

Because I don't want to blow
my hard-earned ranking

to stop this nobody
from qualifying?

-How did you get in here?
-Through the door of course.

Wondering why
your PPO didn't stop me?

Because I'm her boss.

I'm also his boss.

I know you think that

as the number-one-ranked
Absolute Dominion fighter

the sun rises
and sets with you...

but that's an illusion.

You're a court jester,

an entertainer, a reality star.

I can have you eliminated
from the tournament like this...

The international convention
has rules. And--

It's almost cute
how naive you are.

I'm in charge of the tournament

and I'm in charge
of the military.

One word from me
and you will be disqualified.

-For what?
-I'm sure

I can think of something.
Try me.

Please sit, have tea.

Nobody is going to try
and kill us tonight.

They're too busy trying
to kill the young prophet.

The young prophet?

A skeptic who hears God
and makes all the evil people

run like chickens?

Do you really think
they're trying to kill him?

It's what they do
to prophets, no?

Can't we wait
till he's in the top 50?

If he even wins
the Wild Card spot--

I could try to explain to you

the geopolitical necessity
of religions

to sustain stable
international relations,

but let's be honest...

It's too complex
of an issue for you.

The simple version is:

we don't need to put this idea
of a potential "godless" outcome

into people's minds any more
than it already is.

It will be
the end of peace,

and I like peace. Don't you?

-Yes.
-Good.

So go out there and kick
that godless little shit

into oblivion.

Wait.

I need a guarantee
that I'll win.

If number 23 here
was almost able to beat him,

why are you worried?

Because that's not
what happened.

Tell her.

Tell me what?

- I didn't almost beat him.
- Tell her

exactly what you told me.

He played around with me
the entire time.

I have no idea
why he dragged it out.

He could have won
in the first 15 seconds.

He dragged it out
in order to humiliate you.

That's what godless people do.

They have no incentive
for compassion.

No, I think he did the opposite.

I don't care what you think.

What type of guarantee
did you have in mind?

You just said you're the head
of the military.

Make sure you step on that mat.

There have been
3.5 million cyber searches

for "Humanism" just today.

If he shows up
for the finals tomorrow,

we'll never be able
to get rid of him.

The evacuation order
has been lifted.

We can go back to the stadium.

Ammon Jones has been spotted
in gear and warming up.

Wow.

We can hardly miss the moment
Nizar Haddad becomes number one.

You believe Ammon Jones is
going to lose. Against a noob?

I don't know anything
about noobs.

But I know
God's not gonna lose today.

I know he's a Celestian
but he sure doesn't sound
like one.

Maybe because he's Makuxi.

-He's what?
-Makuxi.

It's an indigenous
people of Brazil.

Celestianism was forced on
his people by their colonizers.

But why is he fighting
for the Celestians then?

Man's gotta eat
brother Nizar.

It's time to go.

I never thanked you
for saving my life.

I noticed and I've already
requested to be transferred.

Put this on your head, please.

They denied my request
for a second PPO,

so we have to work with
what we got to keep you safe.

Remember the three Ps.

"Pay attention, process,

predict."

You have an IQ of 182,
a photographic memory,

and you speak
eight languages fluently.

I know you understood
what I said.

What? It's good to be smart, no?

Not if it's
a genetically-modified feature.

You'd never hear
Deadpool say that.

Who?

Ah. It's a vintage thing.

I'll tell you another time.
Let's go.

Another top-50 fighter
is warming up

to challenge Sagan Bruno
and not just any fighter,

the number-one-ranked fighter

in the Battle
for Absolute Dominion.

Ammon Jones himself.

Captain Davis, you are in charge
of Shalom Stadium security?

Yes, Commander Zimmer, I am.

Good. I need you
to execute a Code 16.

Are you familiar with Code 16?

Yes, Commander. Code 16:

Imminent use of force
against an actor identified

as a threat
to international security.

Section 396 of Title 10
of the Beirut Convention

requires approval of no less
than three member States--

Not if declared
a global emergency.

The Return of Peace
is at stake,

and if we don't eliminate
the threat

as fast as humanly possible,
we will be back

in the ruins of 2045.

Yes, Commander. Understood.

Get it done.

- Sergeant Lee.
- Yes, Commander?

Run this to Nigel Johnson.

Make sure he gets it
before Ammon fights.

Yes, Commander.

-What is your life source?
-My breath.

-What is your handicap?
-Tension.

-Who is your enemy?
-Pride.

-Who is your ally?
-Movement.

-What do you do
when you get hit?
-Remain human.

Attention, please.
We have, once again,

-a substitution.
-Shh. Shh.

Gautier vs Khan,
mat number six.

Fighter,
take your mark.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighter, take your mark.

First warning, Jones!

-I don't like this.
-Neither do I.

First warning, Jones!

Fight!

Hands up, Sagan.

Sagan!

-Tap out.
-Argh!

Break!

Weapon! Weapon! Weapon!

- Manossenhora!
- Weapon!

Move back now!

This is a crime scene.

Attention

guests, coaches, team members.

Shalom Stadium curfew
will start in 15 minutes...

Naya! We'll bring you
and your fighter
back to your suite.

Everybody else
must head out of the stadium.

-Curfew in 15 minutes.
-Who's investigating?

MPs are already here
to conduct a full investigation.

-Trust me.
-Is he going to be safe?

It depends how far they'll go

to stop him from qualifying.

Can Anton stay behind with you?

It's a federal offense
to stay inside the stadium

after curfew without permission
and I'm sure

they have eyes on us.
They'll disqualify Sagan

- and arrest Anton.
- Let's go.

We can drop them off
on our way to the gate.

Last warning...

So he might not
be safe

and we can't do anything
to protect him?

-You can take him with you.
-Then he's disqualified.

My job is to give you
an honest safety assessment,

Dr. Bruno.

I'm good at what I do
but I'm only one person,

and they seem determined

to not let him finish
the tournament.

That's it then,
he's coming with us.

I'm staying.

Did you not just hear
what she said?

- You're not safe here.
- Why do you care suddenly?

You never cared
about any of this...

- Last warning.
- ...or me.

I trained for this
my whole life.

You made me for the sole purpose
of winning this tournament.

If you're taking this
from me now...

you're pulling the ground
from under my feet.

Exit the stadium.

Last warning.

Please exit
the stadium.

The reason why I've been
so distant with you...

is not because I don't love you.

Exit the stadium.

On the contrary .

It's because I'm ashamed.

What mother sends her child

into an arena to fight

before he is even born?

It's barbaric.

I thought you hated me...

and frankly, you should.

Last warning.

All unauthorized parties
must exit the stadium.

This tournament
is getting crazier by the day.

I can't possibly do
a normal show now.

I gotta know what's going on,

and luckily I know
just who to ask.

Ceylon, are you down there?

What is going on?
Give me the scoop.

Hi Fix, thanks so much
for thinking of me.

Sorry to disappoint you,
but we don't actually know

what's going on either. Yikes!

One moment Sagan Bruno
is on top of Ammon Jones,

the next moment, Sagan Bruno

is grabbing an arrow

flying in the air at
at least, 300mph, like, whoosh!

Oh, okay, so it was an arrow?
We didn't know

that's what it was.
It's an arrow?

Yeah, we had to really
slow down the video footage,

zoom in as much as possible,

and I'm just getting word now
from my team

that we can review this
together.

So why don't we
figure this out.

Perfect. A budding detective
show right there.

Let's go.

We'll take you
through the kitchen,

just in case the press

are waiting in the lobby.

Please, sit.

Okay, so we can begin
to see what's happening here.

Sagan Bruno
is in mount position.

There's no way for Sagan Bruno
to see what's happening

above him.

This is when the arrow begins

to enter the frame.

We had to
really zoom in

and go frame-by-frame
to see what happens next.

Somehow Sagan reaches out
his hand to grab

what he couldn't possibly
have seen coming.

- Holy shit!
- So much

for "the Lord preserves those

who are true to him,"
right?

If I was God
with a front-row seat

to the past 2100 years
of human history,

I would also root
for the people

who don't believe in me.

Come on.

Absolute Dominion,
Investigation Committee.

This is Captain Davis,

head of Shalom Stadium
Security Force.

I need to report someone
for misconduct.

Yes, Captain Davis,
who will you be reporting?

Myself.

Did she tell you
what a badass instructor

your PPO was?

-She didn't.
-She made us play this game

called Non Passere
where one person has to get

from their base
into the enemy's base

without getting killed.

I started throwing up
after I swallowed a paintball

during an ambush,
so she made me do it again

with even more people shooting
at me from everywhere.

Zone four.

We don't have eyes
in this building,

so if anyone bothers you,

-call me.
-Okay.

-Eyes up, sis.
-Always.

Security deactivated.

Lights off.

What's wrong?

Can you order
some food for us?

- I'm starving.
- Yeah, me too.

What do you want?

Same as you.

Three plain chicken breasts
and a baked potato?

Not the same as you.

Is there a menu?

Hello,
were you asking

for a room service menu?

We did, thank you.

If we ask for privacy,

will it show up
equally as quick?

I'm so sorry.
We currently do not have

privacy on the menu,
is there anything else

we might be able to get you?

Okay,
we would like to have

three plain chicken breasts
and one potato.

Large potato.

And I would like to have
the poke bowl.

- Any drinks?
- Just water, please.

Your order
will arrive in 12 minutes

and 24 seconds. Thank you.

Reinforcements
have already arrived.

You're friends
with Sagan's PPO, aren't you?

She was my instructor
at the academy.

Can you speak with her?

Offer our assistance.

Her fighter is a target.

She's not going to trust me

or any other fighter's PPO
right now.

But there's other ways
I can try

to gather intelligence for you.

Zone four.

Why did you choose the Institute
over everybody else?

What?

Anton said you passed on
all the other offers you got

but accepted ours.

Is it because you're an atheist?

No.

I believe in God.

Then why?

Every organization
participating

in the tournament
had to publish a manifesto

to give people an idea of what
the world would look like

if their fighter won
Absolute Dominion.

Almost all of them
strictly forbid

any other spiritual practices

or traditions except their own.

I don't remember the IHS
manifesto being that different.

Then you haven't read
the small print.

A summary of it basically says

if we win Absolute Dominion,

there won't be any tax-exempt
religious organizations anymore,

and we never have to hear

dogma in schools
or governments again.

But if you want to perform
any spiritual traditions

on your own time
and with private organizations,

knock yourself out.

We have to have
at least that.

You can't forbid people

from practicing
their 3000-year-old tradition

or demand they forget
their own culture completely.

It dehumanizes people.

I'm convinced
the IHS author knew that,

which is why
it's so carefully written.

It's like a road map

to help us bypass
an impending apocalypse.

What?

I'm just thinking about
the author of the manifesto.

- You know the author?
- You do too.

She's my mother.

They're bringing in a shooter,
so whatever you're planning,

you need to make it happen fast.

I can't jump in and save you.

-Good news?
-Oh.

Sorry. Not good news,

-but a good friend.
-Oh yeah?

One
of my former students

is Fix Huntley's
protection officer.

He asked her
to ask me to ask you...

if you'd consider doing
an interview with him.

- I can just pass--
- No! Don't pass.

- I'm a big fan.
- Really?

Yeah, I watch his show
all the time.

He's smart and kind.
I would love to meet him.

- Can I tell her that?
- Yes!

Okay.

Give him
my personal number, please.

Lady Lights Out
and Company

in position and ready to engage.

Targets in the window.

Should I engage?

Negative,
bulletproof windows.

That bad?

What we expected.

So the underground
tunnel is not an option?

They're not that incompetent.

Every path to the stadium
will be blocked

except for this one.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Fix wanted you to have this.

Apparently, there are two
people with this number.

-And one of them is his mom.
-Honored.

You need something
to write it down?

Of course not, I forgot.

Wait for target.

No press.

Of course not.

As soon as I open this door,
you start running full-speed

towards the south-east entrance,
I'll run to the south-west one.

They won't expect
two people running,

so that gives us three seconds

until they adjust.

Start running sideways
and zigzag

after the halfway line.

That's when
they'll start firing nonstop.

Got it.

On three.

One.

- Two.
- Naya.

Nizar would like to have a word
with Sagan if possible.

-Salam alaykum.
-Alaykum salam.

May I introduce you
to Mestre Gato Santo.

Prazer em conhecê-lo Mestre.

O prazer é todo meu.

We wondered if we could
accompany you to the stadium?

I'm not sure
if that's a good idea.

Why not?

They know what's going on.

They won't risk hurting us.

That would set off
World War Four.

If I remember correctly,
the risk of igniting a world war

has never prevented one.

Well, we shall be on
the right side of this one then.

Claudia!

Why are they here?

Did you think I'd roll the dice
on them not shooting at us

without at least tipping
the odds in our favor?

So, how would you like
to do this?

He's taller than any of us.

Unless we put him
in a wheelchair,

those snipers will have
a clean shot.

Wheelchair?

They will disqualify him.

I have an idea.

There is a delegation here
led by World Coalition chief,

Huda Sha'arawi,
they insist on seeing you now.

We have no record
of a scheduled visit.

This is against security
procedures.

Wallah, I knew this woman
would be dangerous.

Commander, General Huda
insists on speaking with you.

We are in the middle of
a classified military exercise,

announced visitors
are not permitted.

Cut the crap , Illona.

Denying a representative
of the World Coalition access

is a violation
of the Beirut Act ,

and there are four members here.

Movement at home base.

Shit.

What's going on?

Something blinded me. Hang on.

They created a shield around
him

using the reflective
security mirrors.

Can you still get the shot?

This has gone too far.

Come on.

I didn't expect
to walk in here and agree

with you of all people, Nigel.

But yes, Commander Zimmer
has finally gone too far.

Doesn't anybody get it?

What is so upsetting about this,
Commander Zimmer?

They seem to be protecting him
from something.

We have always
encouraged fighters

to practice sportsmanship.

This isn't
sportsmanship,

this is worship.

A Wild Card fighter
no one's ever heard of

who doesn't belong
to any religion shows up,

breaks every single tournament
record, then cleverly leaks

that he hears the voice of God.

The very next day, our top two
fighters flank him with shields,

like a messiah.

This was a long con
and we fell for it.

The Institute for Humanism
and Science conned us.

She has a point.

The peace that comes
with this tournament

will be over
if the top-ranked fighters

started worshiping
someone or something

outside their own faiths.

She may have a point,

if it turns out to be true...

But we can't just assassinate
people on a hunch.

There are laws
and regulations...

A big book of them that lawyers

from all over the globe
fought over

for over a decade.

Whatever you have planned here
is in violation of half of them.

Call it off now.

I'm not saying it again.

-Abort operation.
-Copy that. Aborting.

Knock, knock.
Claudia, are you there?

Yes. They are just now
entering the stadium.

Read the room.
We're literally streaming

your footage live right now.

I need you to smile
and ask questions.

- It haven't cleared--
- This isn't

a request from me,
but directly from Command.

Nizar Haddad,
Mestre Gato Santo,

would you mind answering some
questions for our audience?

- A couple.
- Great.

Does this procession
have a spiritual meaning?

- Spiritual?
- Well, are you

and Mestre Gato Santo
now following

Sagan Bruno,
the Humanist who hears God?

I'm afraid
I have to disappoint you.

Our motivation to get
Sagan Bruno safely
to the stadium

is not nearly as deep.

Well,
what is your motivation?

I'm surprised
this isn't obvious to everyone.

We want to fight him, of course.

When you're
in the top 50,

new sparring partners are rare.

Most of us have been fighting
the same people

for half a decade.

It gets old, familiar...

There's nothing worse
for a fighter than familiarity.

There haveve been
numerous attempts

to get rid of this fighter
with means and weapons

I always assumed were illegal
based on our conventions,

which is why we decided
to make sure

he gets here in one piece.

Sagan Bruno has a right
to qualify for the top 50,

and Mestre Gato Santo and myself

have a right to stop him
from doing so...

on the mat.

And inshallah,
one of us will manage.

Come on.

See?

There was
no Humanism cult conspiracy.

Just a bunch of fighters
wanting to fight.

They're lying.

Of course I do.

Sagan!

- You made it.
- Yeah.

Saved him from the tigers
to serve him to the lions.

He has to fight them
one day anyway.

But not in a row.

Nobody ever has to do that.

Not even
in a final grand championship.

What are the odds of beating
the number-one fighter

in the world right after
a match with number two?

Small...

but not impossible.

If they fight clean...

One-minute warning.

First semi-final fight.
One minute.

Can you go first, Mestre?

Not enough to sign me up
for a fight I never agreed to,

- now you want me to go first?
- Mestre,

I'm not a sage like you

or a prophet like him.

I'm a child of war.

Believe me if I tell you

if we don't give it our all,

he's not going live
to see spring.

I can feel it coming...

vultures circling,

bloodhounds salivating.

Humanity does not find
comfort in peace,

only in conflict.

They are getting restless.

They want to tear something
into pieces

and an infidel who claims
he hears God

is exactly what
they've been waiting for.

So you're saying,
we have to tear him into pieces
instead?

No, we have to beat him
in a fight

to show the world
he's not a prophet or a threat,

he's just human.

Alright, I'll beat him...

but only so
he doesn't have to lose

to a jackass like you.

Attention, please.

We have,
once again, a substitution.

Mestre Gato Santo will fight
in place of Jang Yong Naam.

Fighter,
take your mark.

Fighter,
take your mark.

Positions.

Fighter ready?
Fighter ready?

Fight!

Oh yeah!

Argh.

Sorry, buddy.

Do you give up?
Fighter, do you give up?

Break!

Winner!

Winner, Bruno.

They haven't started
the other semi-final fight.

We have at least ten minutes.

What?

Every single rib of your right
rib cage is fractured.

- What does that mean?
- It means

you've done your best
and we're very proud of you.

What does that mean, Anton?

It means your chances of winning
against Nizar in this state

are too slim to risk
the permanent damage

-it could cause--
-I take slim chances.

- Sagan.
- Nobody can forfeit the fight

but me, so you might as well
save me the breath,

and stop arguing about it.

I'll give you something
for the pain.

No.

I just need a moment alone.

Please.

I know
how you feel, Sagan.

Like a lab rat,

born into a life
that was already predetermined.

And for that
I'm truly sorry.

You're not a lab rat.

You're flesh and blood,

and what you want...

what you feel...

matters.

I love you, son.

I really don't know
how this works...

but if you're not
a stress-induced hallucination,

I could really use your help
right now.

I'm ready.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighter, take your mark.

Fighting position.

Fighter, ready? Fighter, ready?

Fight!

Listen, if you're doing this

because of
what I said yesterday--

You mean the part
where I'm the only one

who can prevent
the impending apocalypse?

That's not why I'm doing it.

I saw the trophy
they have for the winner.

It's three feet tall
and covered in glitter.

I want it.

Break!

Winner, Rodriguez!

He's hurt.

Then he shouldn't fight.

Ladies
and gentlemen,

we have
yet another substitution.

Fighting in place
of Miguel Rodriguez,

will be the number-one-ranked
fighter,

Nizar Haddad.

Here we go, folks.

This is it.
The number-one-ranked fighter

in the world
against the heathen

who's BFF with God.

What a time to be alive.

- I'm dead.
- Fighting position.

Fight!

Ah.

Ah.

Yes!

Tap out?

Fighter!

Break!

-Yes!
-Yes!

Yes!

Winner.

Wowza! Plot twist!

The holy heathen has made it
to the top 50.

Who would've thought
that was possible?

And tragically,

for both you, and me,
and, frankly, the entire world,

the time has come
for us to part.

I must bid you adieu,
ciao, farewell, adiós,

ma'a salaama, and hand it over
to my dear friend Fix Huntley

who as always,
will be closing the tournament

with his live show.

Over to you, Fix!

How about that, folks?

How about that?

I did not think
that could happen

in the last qualifying battle.

An unknown Wild Card

has fought his way

into the big...

What?
What happened?

Good evening.

Tonight,

our 19 years of peace

were brought to an end

with a devastating
terrorism attack.

Although we are still waiting
for confirmation,

we believe that Fix Huntley,

the man who came up with

the Battle
for Absolute Dominion,

whom we owe our return
to peace and civilization to...

was the intended target.

Thank you.

Ready?

-Where are they?
-They set up on the deck.

Something about front lighting

-and magic hour.
-Magic hour?

Sounds divine.

There you are.

- Nice to meet you.
- Same here.

Hey everybody, can I get
five minutes with Sagan?

Really quick,
just before we start?

Thanks. And no hot mics.

So when did you know?

When did I know what?

That somebody was planning
to blow up my studio.

I didn't.

I've been doing this 19 years,
I've never aired

a pre-taped episode
until yesterday.

'Cause you insisted

we do this interview
today or not at all.

So I had to travel very quickly.

You don't strike me
as the today-or-not-at-all

kind of guy...

unless...

you were trying to get me
and my crew

out of the studio.

I'm not sure
if you're accusing me

of being in cahoots
with terrorists...

or in cahoots with God.

But either option sounds way
more exciting than my real life.

Sorry,
just coming close to death...

kind of shakes you up
a little bit.

I understand.

Okay everybody, let's go.