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- They're coming. - Oh, get down.

...tangos on our nine.

Two on our six!

John, take point.

We need more cover.

Stay in the cave.

On your two! On your two!

Stay tight.

Snack.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I am good.

Happy Halloween.

Fuck you.

You want some candy?

What is your address?

Fuck your mother and you father in the ass in paradise.

- I want to send your mother your head! - You fucking...

Allah ho Akbar!

Tough guy, huh? Real tough guy.

John Wayne.

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America.

Why do you Americans celebrate such a stupid day, huh?

What is this? Halloween?

Halloween?

Fuck you.

I will slice your face off.

I'll teach you the real meaning of sacrifice.

I suffered.

But others will too.

There will be justice.

There will be vengeance.

♪ I love my car I love my car ♪

♪ It makes me feel like A super super star ♪

♪ It's pink like My sweet, sweet pink lips ♪

♪ Flicking yours, licking mine, It's so electrifying ♪

♪ I'll take you on a ride Come on, get it on ♪

♪ Jump on my lap I'll make you come before In my brain ♪

♪ Celebrating It's something I'm lubricating ♪

♪ What's in it for me? ♪

♪ Muscle cars, muscle cars I love when they purr ♪

♪ Grab that little pussy Chomp it, I'll make you hurt ♪

♪ I wanna shake my ass Shake it to the beat ♪

♪ I want you to say nasty words Come on, somebody, please ♪

♪ Mess around, mess around Make a real mess ♪

♪ I love men's sexy colors All over my dress ♪

♪ Count... One, two, three and four ♪

♪ Eins, zwei, drei, veir Gimme more, more, more ♪

♪ More, more, more, more ♪

Kill Pussy Cats!

There it is. We are ready to kill.

Fucking did it.

All right, let's load up and do this shit.

I didn't say in slow motion, people.

Come on, we gotta be there by two.

Really?

Come on, guys. Just say no.

Come on, we got big show.

Chill, bro.

Death fest.

We're gonna get signed, bitch.

Fuck you, I am nice.

How are you... nice?

You see, I give,

and I give,

and I get no return from you.

How about me and you, catch up?

Speed, it was a one time thing.

Come here.

- Speed. - Hmm?

Speed, stop!

Speed, stop.

Stop!

Stop, Speed.

Speed, stop!

Get off right now, I am not into it.

Don't. Stop.

Fucking stop kissing me.

What do you want?

What the fuck, yo!

What the fuck you want, man?

Leave the girl alone.

Excuse me?

Thank you. You're just the type I am looking for.

Don't think I won't kick your cripple ass right now, man.

Talk that shit now.

Fuck yourself.

Stop it!

What the hell!

Come on, tough guy, come on.

What the hell?

- Blow your ass... - What the hell!

Are you fucking kidding me? Who the fuck does that?

Beats up some dude in a fucking wheel chair.

- Fuck you! - Hey, hey, hey.

- What the fuck! - What the hell is going on?

He was in there trying to rape me...

What!

She is fucking tripping, man.

We were in there fucking making out.

Fuck you! I wasn't making out.

Hey, whoa!

What? You don't fucking believe me?

You believe her?

I don't need this loser band anyway.

Fuck you, bitches!

You can all eat a bunch of dicks.

Oh, this mother fucker right here,

that's the fucking problem, all right?

This motherfucker's a problem right here.

Big ass cripple.

What do we... It's fucking...

Are you all that guy's friends?

What does it matter?

Happy Halloween.

Creep.

Oh, man, you get to strong jaw though.

Oh, yeah.

Women, huh?

Yeah, women, man.

You calling that right.

Let me get a drink of this.

I'll trade you that for a smoke.

Yeah, you could probably use it more than I can.

I am gonna light you up.

What the fuck is wrong with this dude right here?

Oh, he is tripping balls.

- You wanna get outta here? - Let's go.

Let's roll, dog.

Are you sure you don't wanna call the cops?

Fuck the police.

Let's just go, okay?

Listen to what you're saying though.

Do you really wanna play Death Fest without him?

I don't think I could be in the same room as him.

In fact, if he comes any where close to me

I am liable to stab him.

Fuck it. Let's go.

- Amber. - What do you want me to say?

He crossed the line. We're done with him.

Let's get the rest of our shit,

and hurry up before we miss our time slot.

Yeah!

That's right. We are fucking be famous.

Fuck, yeah!

Shit, I've been ready.

Yeah!

I just can't wait to get there.

Oh, fuck!

Calm down, Roger.

You trying to kill us or what?

Dude, I told you guys we had to go.

With the way Roger drives, it's a little scary.

Hey, guys, hang on.

Might as well fill up here. Don't know where the next one's gonna be.

- Restroom break too, right? - Yeah.

They don't look open.

They better be. I need some smokes.

Ah, thank God.

You think Speed's realized we left him yet?

We good to go?

Yeah, we are all filled up.

Where's Misty?

Probably smoking meth in the bathroom.

I won't bet against that.

Well, fuck! Don't all get up at once!

I'll go get her.

Yo.

No one's in there.

- It's empty. - What?

Oh, God dammit!

Misty.

- Yo, Misty. - Yo, Misty!

Where you at?

She's probably not in here.

Misty.

Misty?

Think she bounced?

Where the fuck would she go?

Fuck.

- Misty! - Misty.

This is retarded. I am just gonna call her.

That's a good idea.

Hello, Misty's phone.

Misty! Come on!

What...

Does anybody have a better idea?

Yeah, how about we ask him?

Hey.

Hey, what?

You didn't hear us?

Hear what?

Look, we're sorry to bother you

but one of our friends walked into your store and now she's gone missing.

What time is it?

Like ten?

I've been out for a while.

Well, is there any where around here

that she could just disappear off to?

Not really.

Is there anyone else here we can talk to?

No, sir. It's just me, myself and I.

Jesus Christ.

Well, I suppose he be everywhere.

Should we just call the police?

She probably just bounced.

You know her. The whole Speed thing probably spooked her.

No, no. Misty's psycho.

But she wouldn't just disappear and not tell anyone.

Well, we can hang out here all day,

or we can leave right now and actually make the show.

Without Speed and Misty?

He play bass.

Yeah, I mean I know the chords.

This is insane. We can't just leave Misty.

We left Speed.

That's because he's a fucking rapist.

Guys, guys, guys, look, we called her, we yelled for her ass.

So we're really just gonna leave her too?

For now.

But after the show, we are gonna come back and get Speed and Misty.

Come on, let's go.

You heard the boss, ladies.

- What... - Fuck.

Oh, God...

Piece of shit.

She blew on you, huh?

Yeah.

Sure did.

Was working just fine.

That motor's done.

- You're gonna need a new one. - Fuck.

Do you have any other trucks that we could borrow, like,

just for the night?

I tell you what I'll do.

I got a van.

Right up there. Up that road to my uncle's house.

Now if you let me fix this your engine,

I'll let you borrow it.

- No charge. - That would be...

Perfect, Dale.

How much further?

Up a younder.

How far is a yonder?

That is a good one.

Sure hope you guys can find your friend.

Can't imagine losing someone like that.

I am sure she'll turn up.

They always do.

What do you mean "they always do"?

Well, here you go.

I know it's not much to look at.

Nice Halloween decorations.

Well, thank you.

I got myself a mask.

I didn't show you?

It's pretty cool, pretty creepy.

You might like it.

Like, from those old times scary movies,

what do you think?

That's nice. So where's the van?

Oh my God! What the fuck!

You're killing us here!

Whoo!

Hot damn.

Come on, now.

That's how we decorate them all.

Cat, Cat, Cat.

Where the hell are we?

He's trapped us.

Amber! Amber!

Please. Please. Amber, wake up. Please.

Please. Wake up. Wake up. Please. Please.

Oh... wake up. Wake up.

Is everyone here? Is everyone okay?

Everybody's here. I don't know if they're okay.

We never should've come this way. It's all my fault.

No, no, honey. It's not your fault. It's not your fault.

- Bridgete. - Bridgete.

- Bridgete. Bridgete. - Oh my God.

- Bridgete. - Wake up, wake up, wake up.

Wake up. Wake up.

Oh my God. Please.

Oh God.

Roger. Roger.

Wake up, Roger. Roger, wake up.

Hey! Get us the fuck out!

Hey, your crock-a-doo or whatever is,

ain't gonna get us out of here.

Obviously, this was thought out.

Dude, I was fucking truck rigged.

Well, dude.

If we weren't in your piece of shit van

this would've never fucking happened.

Hey, how do we know he didn't do something to the van,

while we were fucking distracted?

It's a little fucking late for that talk, Rog.

So, like what...

What, is he gonna fucking kill us in here?

No, no, God, no, no way.

We are not gonna fucking die here.

Oh, I said we should've never got into the truck

with that freak.

Nobody fucking listened to me, did you?

- No one. - Fuck you.

Oh, yeah, bitch!

Hey, hey, hey.

Listen.

I know this shit.

That is reinforced concrete.

We're fucking fucked.

Correct. The walls are inescapable.

Welcome to the basement.

You can consider yourselves prisoners of war.

And who the fuck are you?

I am your capturer.

That is all you need to know.

You know the origin of Halloween,

is fear.

Consider this your celebration.

Save your energy.

There are no means of escape here.

Why are you doing this to us?

I have my reasons.

That voice.

Is that the fucking freak from the wheel chair?

Wait, not quite.

It doesn't matter who I am.

It only matters where you are.

Fuck you!

Anger?

Yes. You see, the only way

to really explore the human psychic,

is to experiment.

We are not fucking lab rats.

Of course not.

Each of you has your own pathetic story,

megalomaniacal dreams that are never going to happen.

Fame, fortune.

These things rodents simply have no concept of.

Which would be cause for very dull experimentation.

Whatever you're fucking sick twisted game is,

we are not gonna play it.

You have no choice.

And just so you know, I've been there.

Clearly.

And with that,

let the work,

begin.

You think, that I spent your grand father's

hard earned money to give you the best education around,

and how did you honor him?

By dropping out of college.

So you could run around, dressed like a little

poule, that you are.

And your poor mother, she died of a broken heart.

Because of you.

She didn't want to see the little little tramp.

Utter disgrace, that you have embarrassed me,

every single day of my life.

You...

are no...

grand daughter...

of mine.

I hope you enjoyed that.

But that was just for fun.

Now, the real work begins.

Listen, and listen very carefully,

because I won't repeat this.

There are three rooms here.

Consider each room as a different level.

Your objective as a team,

as individuals is to make it past, the third room.

At which point,

you will be free to go,

whoever is remaining.

"Remaining"?

In order to advance to the next room,

a sacrifice must be made.

Somebody must die!

Oh God.

Yes.

In situations like these,

people find their Gods rather quickly.

In fact, until you all leave here,

I am your God.

All right, if this is some kind of prank,

it's not fucking funny!

I can assure you this is no prank.

I take my work very seriously.

There is a loaded handgun you may find of interest

located somewhere in the room.

The question is who finds it first.

Guys!

Stop it, okay, this is exactly what he wants.

Don't play his game!

Stop it!

No, that's what is going to happen,

and here is why,

because whenever the gun is located

is when the clock starts.

And in one minute from that moment,

that person must execute their selection,

and the decision is not rendered

in the designated time frame,

you will all suffer a very

painful consequence.

You mean showing us your real face?

I am afraid not.

- Guys. - Hey.

Guys, come on, stop looking for this fucking gun.

This may make your decision easier.

Misty?

- Geez. - Oh God!

Is it bad?

Is it bad?

How bad is it?

It's not that bad.

He ruined me.

I am so sorry, Misty.

You psychotic piece of shit.

Oh, shit, that's really... What are you doing?

Shit.

Bridgete.

Put the gun down.

I am not winding up like her.

Hey, hey, hey. It's exactly what he wants, okay?

We have no choice.

Bridgete, you don't wanna do this.

If a selection is not made in 30 seconds,

then the machine will activate,

and I can assure you,

it will not be pleasurable.

Bridgete, please. Don't do this.

You don't have to do this.

Do you want to live or die, Bridgete?

I don't wanna kill.

Dammit!

Shit!

Bad move.

Oops! Looks like I broke your fucking toy.

My machine has a great range of functionality.

Oh, my God.

He's making it hot.

Move, Roger, I have to do this.

I can't...

I can't see.

Yes!

Misty!

You fucking killed them both!

He should have fucking moved.

I am begging you.

Please.

Whatever happened to you, I am sorry.

But it's not our fault!

I am sorry.

Please, I can't do this.

Aha, but you can.

You see, I too was once beaten.

But through great sacrifice,

I survived.

Now, it's your turn.

All I was saying,

is that the choices you make as human beings,

are deplorable.

And that great men fought and died for your lives.

And you in return, do not appreciate sacrifice.

So now you must be forced to appreciate it, and what

it really means.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

It means,

congratulations.

Welcome to the second room.

The door is open.

Hey, you ride Sally while daddy eats.

My fucking horse.

I know it's your fucking horse.

I am not trying to take your fucking horse.

- Go away. - Ride your fucking horse.

Don't bite the hand that feeds.

It's extra rough edge, just like doc has little... huh?

Those are some crazy looking folk.

Yeah, but they think they're all hip with their...

little outfits, and their skunky hairdos.

The lord detest all those product, Harper, be sure of this.

They shall not go unpunished.

Dale's gonna like that one.

Oh, look at this house, you guys.

- It is creepy. - Yeah.

Little bit.

Oh.

We got ourselves a trick or treater.

- Hell, yeah. - Yeah!

Oh, come on, it's Halloween. It's supposed to be fun.

- Yeah, daddy. - Yeah, daddy.

- You keep an eye on daddy. - Okay.

I am going upstairs.

Kill 'em, daddy. Kill 'em.

Trick or treat.

Trick or treat.

You two are adorable.

Thank you.

Oh, bless your heart.

I have one for you,

and one for you.

- One piece? - I like this!

- I want a chocolate. - What are you guys supposed to say?

- Thank you. - Thank you.

I am sorry.

You guys, you have to say thank you,

when people give you the treats.

You know what, I think I do have something

more for you in here. Hold on.

Happy Halloween.

Hey, check it out. Check it out.

Who is the alien now?

...there's a party going on.

Where did she come from?

The devil is here.

Hey, now you like to get wet?

- Yeah. - Remove all the shit.

- All the shit. - Whoo!

Oh, duh, what's going on?

Oh, come on, let us fuck.

Yo, yo, yo. Stop, stop. Stop!

Fuck this shit!

Get your shit. Get the fuck outta here.

- All you motherfuckers. - Come on, you don't really...

I got to go play this gig, man. I am outta here.

You motherfuckers are taking me.

Get the fuck up out, man.

Party time's over with. Let's go.

You think with all this Halloween shit some where we'll be home.

- Phil. - Two stops.

Must be out.

Trick or treat, bro.

We are not bros.

Well, what, do you got any candy for us?

I got something for you.

Is that real?

Happy Halloween.

Well, shit.

I didn't hear the bell.

I like his mask.

Wait, hold up. Stop the car.

Dude, it's the band van.

Oh, man, fuck.

- What? - Forget it.

Gimme a second.

Hey, man.

Can I help you, friend?

Yeah. Did you see the people came in that van?

You mean them pretty gals?

Yeah.

Well, their van broke down.

So, I drove them up the road a couple of miles.

Where up the road?

About two miles up that way?

I can give you a ride if you want.

You have a nice day now here.

Fucking weirdo.

Let's go.

Are you sure this is the place?

Guess I have to find out the hard way.

Great. Death machine number two.

What the fuck is this place?

Yo.

Shit.

Oh, fuck!

Oh my God.

Roger.

Yo!

Yo!

These your friends?

What is going on?

We have to get out of here, man. What is this?

They're dead as fuck.

No!

- Oh, no. - Hey!

Who is fucking out there?

We all are gonna die here, man.

What is this place, huh? Why did you bring us here?

You brought me here.

I ain't fucking do nothing, man.

Yo, get to your brother. Get him up.

Settle down, Billy. Hey! Hey!

- Fuck. - Listen to my voice.

Fucking sicko!

Listen to me, mate. Come on, Billy, now you listen to me.

Hello.

Who the fuck is that?

Who the fuck are you?

You're just the person I was hoping for.

Glad you brought some friends with you as well.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Welcome to the end of your lives.

We're going to die.

We're gonna get you out of here.

I don't wanna die.

Did you realize that only one of us is gonna be able to live, right?

Even if we play by his stupid fucking psychotic rules.

So, like what...

How are we gonna do this?

Draw straws?

How would you like it

if I made your selection a little easier.

Listen to me, mate...

What is it?

Get your brother in check. Get your brother in check.

Speed!

Who is he with?

I don't know.

It doesn't matter.

Because in 60 seconds, their room will fill with sarin gas.

Should you sacrifice one of your own,

I will let the three of them live.

And the rest of you can move forward to the final room.

However, let them perish,

and all of you can move on, without any harm to you.

The choice is yours.

Fuck that kid.

After what he did to Misty, fuck him.

Wait, wait. What about the others?

What about them?

I don't know them.

I know, that's fucked up to say.

Think about this.

- It's Amber's call. - What?

How is it my call?

I think it's a pretty simple choice.

Fine, let them die.

Is that what you want me to say?

It's the right thing to do.

Three for one.

How is that the right thing to do?

The thing to do is decide.

Shoot me.

Right here.

No, no, no, Cat, no, think about this.

I did.

Ten seconds.

- Ten, nine... - Whoa, whoa, what the fuck are you doing?

- Eight, seven... - Shut the fuck up, bitch.

- Six, five. - I am not gonna kill you.

Don't be a fucking pussy and shoot me.

- No. No way. - One.

Give me the gun, Bridgete.

- No way. - I'll do it myself.

Let me go with it.

Go over there, bitch.

Cat.

Put it down.

Get away.

- I am sorry. - Don't do this.

Fuck.

- Oh my God. - Bridgete.

Now, get it off!

Oh shit.

It had to be done.

Welcome to the final room.

Wait, did you let them go?

I didn't say I would let them go.

But they are still alive.

They must do the work as well.

I will give them an opportunity to succeed.

- Please. - Wait.

Enter the door marked three.

No.

I'll stand you up. Now, come on.

Come on, buddy, come on.

Fuck.

Wait.

Fucking back up.

I am sorry but I can't let you do that.

So that's how it is, huh?

One of us has to die and you bitches

obviously aren't gonna kill each other,

so what the fuck else am I supposed to do?

You set this up, didn't you?

What!

You were the first to wake when I woke up.

How do we know you haven't been in this from the beginning?

Oh, don't you dare fucking spin this on me like that.

You always were a sneaky little bitch.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, you believe what you want.

Don't!

Fucking bitch!

I am gonna kill you.

I told you, get out of the way.

Move.

Shoot her.

Fuck.

Jesus Christ!

- This fucking guy again. - He is in bad shape, man.

What now, man?

Oh, I think it's somebody's bed time.

- We got to let daddy do his work... - No.

No.

- No... No! - Yes.

That's too bad.

- It's too bad. - No.

- You say goodnight to daddy. - No.

Give him a kiss goodnight. You hear me?

Goodnight, daddy.

You have fun.

Let's go.

Hmm. Knock it off or I'm taking Sally away.

Yeah.

Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?

Fuck this shit.

Howdy.

You motherfucker.

Yo, son.

No, why don't you drop that damn pipe, huh?

Drop it.

Down, boy.

Yeah, how is that, boy?

You fucked with the wrong person, son.

Please. Oh, no, don't shoot me.

What is wrong with him?

Leave him alone. He's sick.

Billy!

No way. Billy!

He ain't sick anymore, is he?

- You killed my brother. - Get up.

You killed him.

I just put an old dog down.

Fuck you.

You know what?

I said get the fuck up.

Get the fuck up.

Move right there. There you go.

Man, we didn't do nothing to you.

What do you mean you didn't do nothing to me?

Why you doing this?

'Cause you're here. And I am here.

Just let us go.

Why would I let you go?

Why would I let you go?

Stop it.

There you go.

There you go.

I bit my tongue.

Now, you hold that thing real real light.

You don't wanna do something

you're gonna regret in the morning. Okay?

Now let me tell you something.

Okay? This is the truth.

He ain't your friend, right?

He ain't your friend.

He hired me to kill you.

I am going to protect you.

What the fuck are you doing, man?

How do I know you're not in on this, huh?

Dude, he just killed your brother, not me.

All I know is my brother's dead.

Listen, that's fucking bullshit, man.

Listen to me.

You will give me that fucking gun back.

He is gonna fucking kill you, man.

Give my gun, oh come on.

Come on, give my gun.

Dumbass, he just blasted your fucking brother.

Now give me the fucking gun.

Now, come on.

You really thought you can get away with that bull shit, huh?

Either way, you won't.

Wrong, bitch.

That's for kicking me while I was down.

That didn't hurt that much.

Now.

How the fuck do we get out of this motherfucker?

Lord have mercy.

You dumbass.

Wrong answer.

You got till the count of three, motherfucker.

Three.

Two.

One.

What the fuck?

I thought that was you.

Who the fuck is that?

The man who can end the lives of you and your slut friends,

with a push of button.

Where are they?

I have them.

Like I have you.

Take me to them now.

Or your little blood buddy down here,

yeah, he is gonna need a new face.

How much do you wanna suffer?

What are you talking about, man?

Kill the cry baby,

and I'll take you to the others.

I'll tell you what, take us to them now

or I'll do... Yeah.

Yeah, I am going to take that motherfucker right out.

How do you like that for some psycho shit, huh?

Let's test the waters out a little bit.

Shall we?

Hold this.

Hold it.

Eyes up, my man.

Oh, kill me.

Can you see?

This motherfucker right here.

Some bitch.

He can get a patch.

- By God. - Hold my eye.

Open that mother fucking door up now.

Old Dale here is gonna be blinder than a bat.

They're that way.

That's what I thought.

Come on.

Give me the fucking gun.

Here, take it.

Amber.

You don't have to do that.

It's over.

He'll let us go now.

You tell me.

Amber, I already told you.

This is not my doing.

We're done here.

Now open the fucking door.

I am afraid I can't do that.

Why?

The game has changed. New players have joined.

Oh.

Oh my God.

She almost looks like my sister Debby.

Maybe she ain't dead.

Get us the fuck outta here.

I don't know how to get outta here.

I mean, I know how to get out of here

I just can't get us out of here.

This is fucking bull shit.

Get us the fuck outta here.

You got three seconds, motherfucker.

Don't open that goddamn door,

I am gonna blow this cocksucker's head clean off.

Maybe she's still alive.

You just have to check.

Know what?

Three.

Well, go ahead.

- Shoot. - Two!

Speedy.

Amber.

What the fuck...

is going on?

You can tell me what the fuck is going on?

And what the fuck is he doing here?

Well, looks like we got ourselves a little confusion here.

You shut the fuck up.

And this is what we call Mexican standoff.

Who the fuck is this?

I'm cool, okay. I don't wanna hurt nobody.

He gave me a ride.

His brother was killed.

I told, I don't wanna hurt anybody.

Can I ask you a question?

Why the fuck do you got a gun pointing me right now?

Why the fuck do you have a gun pointed at me?

Did the voice tell you to kill me?

No.

Did the voice tell you to kill me?

No.

Are you telling me the truth?

You know what.

- I am gonna out the gun down. - Yeah.

If you wanna shoot me then fucking shoot me.

I don't care anymore.

Fuck, I knew it's me.

Shoot me.

Why can't we all do get along?

Look.

I am sick of this shit.

Cut the shit out and let us fucking outta here, right now.

I am gonna bash his fucking brain in.

You gonna beat old Dale again?

Jesus.

What the fuck are you doing?

The only thing I can.

And I am not stopping until you let us the fuck outta here.

Hold on. Hold on.

Open the damn door!

Fuck.

Well, son of a bitch,

this is what I call a happy Halloween.

No!

Shit.

Three rooms, my fucking ass.

This motherfucker's out of his fucking mind.

Shit.

Wait.

It's gonna be a trap.

Be careful.

Looks clear to me.

No! No!

No!

Fuck.

Fuck! God dammit!

We're gonna fucking die here.

Fuck.

Oh fuck!

Let me the fuck out.

I played your fucking game.

What the fuck is that?

Ultrasound.

- Cat. - Cat!

Get out of this fucking hell.

Cat.

Stop!

Come on!

Stop it!

Let her go, please!

What is he doing to her?

Goddammit, let her go.

Final test.

So you just gonna leave her?

There is nothing we can do to save her.

If we go now, we can get out.

It's the only thing we can do.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa, wait. Hold on.

I think I saw a fuse box.

Fuck, oh shit.

Fuck.

You come on here. Oh, oh. Oh, oh yeah.

Good girl, keep walking. All right!

Dale here, really will knock you.

Yeah.

No, Dale.

Listen to me, honey.

Listen.

I want tell you all...

Fuck you.

Fuck. He's dead.

You won.

You fucking coward.

You hide behind all these stupid games.

Fuck you!

Take the elevator up.

If you do,

I might just let you live.

Hello, Amber.

What do you want?

I got what I want.

Why are you doing this?

I made it my mission to teach those who don't appreciate

real sacrifice, what it truly means.

That is why I put you through the test.

Because if I can teach just one person,

then I've made a difference.

But you failed, Amber.

You made a wrong choice by coming back here.

You could've made it out.

You think you're a genius

but you're just a fucking head-case.

I am not here to kill you, Amber.

You are here to kill me.

This is your opportunity for vengeance.

I recognized I've served my purpose and now,

it's my time to go.

However, because you failed,

it will be at the cost of your life.

If you do not kill me in one minute,

we will both die,

slowly.

I guess that's an easy choice.

The easy ones usually are the hardest.

Cat!

Oh, shit.

Cat! Cat!

Cat, no.

Congratulations.

You have won your freedom.

This structure is going to explode in 20 seconds.

I was hoping to use this thing.

Suppose it ain't too late.

I cannot wait until next year.

Well...

That was a fun one.

Been another day.

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