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Congratulations, one and all,

and welcome to Twisted Metal.

There are rules here.

No killing outside of an official round.

But there are also perks.

I provided delightful accommodations for you.

Great. High school.

It's bringing back, like, so many memories.

It's crazy.

I've seen the way you're acting with Mike,

and I don't like it.

I friggin' love it.

The last driver behind the wheel

gets their wish granted.

One wish per car.

I wish for all the walls to come down

in every city, everywhere.

The mask.

I wish to bring Krista back to life.

I did something behind Quiet's back.

I don't know what I'm gonna do about it, man.

I never lied to her before.

We can't afford another day like this.

John! This is life and death.

I've never seen you like this.

- What's going on? - I lied to you, Quiet.

I made my own wish.

Morning.

What can I get you?

I need an anniversary cake

that feeds eight.

Express delivery.

That's a big-ass cake.

It's a special occasion.

Put it on my tab.

You got it.

- What the fuck?

- Hey.

Looks like someone had a wet dream.

The fuck?

Goodnight kiss?

Fuck my life.

I'm not being selfish!

You made your own wish and didn't tell me.

You put our lives, the mission, all of us in danger!

And this is why I didn't want to tell you!

And that's pretty fucking selfish.

What the hell are you looking at?

A lonely soul.

But you can always join us.

Fuck off, Grimm job!

Hmm, looks like

that hot potato is back on the market.

Really? No more John?

Good.

Makes 'em easier to pick off if they're weak.

Like little fishies.

Seriously, John, you are being so small minded!

You don't think I wanted to wish for a million fucking things?

But this is bigger than us,

and you are being an asshole for not getting that.

Fuck! I can't even look at you right now.

No problem!

I'm leaving.

Oh!

Trying to wash the odor of betrayal

off your hot little body?

That's right, Stinky titties,

everyone in here knows what happened

because the walls are paper thin.

I didn't betray anybody.

Oh, okay.

Keep telling yourself that, tough guy.

I actually have to go this way.

Somebody's got to fix these lights.

When I took the Hippocratic oath,

I swore that I would uphold

the best interests of all my patients.

I appreciate the concern, doc.

I'm in the best shape of my life.

Um, actually, that's why I wanted to speak with you.

I received the results of your physical exam,

and, well, there's no easy way to say this,

but I found something.

Wait. Are you serious, doc?

Yes.

I thought I'd have more time.

Life is so incredibly precious, isn't it?

All right.

Don't sugarcoat it. Hit me straight.

I can take it.

You're sterile.

Oh. Well, that explains the weird rash.

No, no. Th-that's psoriasis.

Being sterile means that you can't have children.

Hey, I can have as many children as I want.

I mean, duh, kidnapping.

I-I mean, biologically.

Let me explain.

You see the testicles? They make the sperm.

I got plenty of testicles. What seems to be the problem?

Actually, you have too many testicles.

And unfortunately, none of them work.

Yours can't make sperm.

- Do-do you understand? - Yes.

No, no, I do not.

I can tell by your grunting,

you and the chatty man are at war.

Unfortunate.

A good cock is a terrible thing to waste.

If you no longer have use, shall I have him?

You don't need to ask me. John does what he wants.

He can fuck you, make his own wish,

jump off a fucking building.

- I don't care anymore. - Excellent.

I'm glad you approve.

For even in the Arctic wasteland I call home,

to violate the girl code would be something--

Good evening, my drivers.

Excellent showing in the last round.

You did so well,

I planned a little bonus round.

I trust you're all ready to fight.

Oh, shit, shit. Shit!

I've invited some new friends

to join the fray, the Apocalypse Nine.

They feel nothing and are very hard to kill.

They are the ultimate hunters of man,

and they are on your scent.

It's a shame you won't have your weapons,

but I've always found artillery to be a crutch.

You'll just have to use brains, brawn,

and good old American gumption.

The rules are simple.

All of you versus all of them.

Quiet.

Whoever's left standing

when the sun rises will move on.

Good luck.

- There.

Now nobody can get in.

I can't get my gas.

We're all gonna die.

It burns. It burns!

That was a waste of a shower.

You saved me.

For now.

I plan on eviscerating you in the next round.

But first, we need to take care of these fuckers.

Get your ass up.

Man, what the hell are you doing?

I don't know. I thought you were, like,

an evil basketball dude or something.

Evil basketball dude? What the fuck is that?

We've been living with the abominable snow tits

and a bug fucker. How am I the asshole here?

What-- where are you going?

To find Quiet. I have to make sure she's okay.

Yikes. You sure you want to do that?

You don't know the full story.

I know you screwed up.

Relationships are built on trust, John.

These are complicated emotions,

and you wouldn't understand.

Oh, I wouldn't?

I'm a divorcee.

Oh, shit!

Is that fucking Freddy Krueger?

Did he say we're going to die?

Because if the dude with metal arms is scared,

we're fucked.

Hey, there, Gilbert Grape,

what's eating ya?

I can't fight without gas, man.

I can't fight, I can't kill,

we're all fucking dead.

I need it, man. I need the gas.

- I need that shit! - Hey, man, it's cool.

Nobody has their wheels this round.

I don't need it for my wheels, dumbass.

I need it for me. I drink it.

I'm a killing machine powered by pure premium unleaded.

Fuck!

Oh, okay.

That's very different.

Let's leave the opinions outside, Stuart.

It's a judgment free zone up in he-ah.

He said he drinks the gas up in he-ah.

Are you saying you need the gas in here?

Is it what you need in here?

What the fuck?

Hey, Dave, Dave, Dave.

I think we both know what time it is.

Oh, I'm picking up what you're putting down, Michael.

- Grab some chairs. - You got it, bud.

Uh, what time is it?

It's time for Dave to turn this shit around.

That's what time it is.

Didn't you hear Calypso?

There's a group of psychos trying to kill us.

If Axel's our best fighter,

let's just get him the gas.

Axel's most important fight

is the one from within.

Gentlemen,

we're having an intervention.

What?

You're gonna love it.

Any idea who these bottom feeders are?

The Apocalypse Nine. They're fucking nuts.

You know why their skin is yellow?

They burn their nerve endings so they don't feel shit.

So where's John?

I thought you assholes couldn't go anywhere alone.

- That's none of your business. - Oh, fuck.

So it's true then. He made a different wish.

Please, you don't think these gossipy bitches talk?

I'm up here thinking about

the greater good of all humanity.

He's potentially fucking it all up

just thinking about himself.

So what did he wish for?

To bring his sister back to life.

Oh, interesting.

What is that supposed to mean?

I don't know. He seems like the type of guy

to wish for an elephant sized dong

or a house made of candy.

What kind of psychopath would do something like this?

- Well, well, well...

If it isn't the popular girls.

God, I almost shit my fucking shorts.

Surprised?

I guess I'm not as prim and proper

as you thought I was.

Well, it looks like you got this covered.

Yeah. we're going to go snuff out

the rest of these fuckers.

Uh, w-w-wait. I--

Oh, I just was gonna say...

...good luck...

...with wherever you're going.

I'll just--

I'll just be here.

By myself.

Well, not by myself.

With you, of course, but...

Do you want to come with us?

Looks like these worker ants

just became a colony.

Girls night!

Oh, we can braid each other's hair.

We can have a slumber party. We can--

Shh!

- We need weapons.

Shit, Looks like someone took all the good stuff.

- Well, no duh.

Well, no duh.

Quit playing around.

I'm trying to figure out a way out of this.

Don't hurt yourself.

I've been surviving out here since I was a kid.

I know what I'm doing.

Oh, yeah? How old were you?

- Twelve. - Seven.

Well, it was the start of the apocalypse,

when shit was really hard.

Oh, yeah, I bet it was so hard

to have tons of supplies and food to loot.

Everything was picked over

by the time my generation got to them.

So you want everything handed to you?

When I was a kid, you had to get a car and go find it.

A car? What car? None of them were left

after the old timers like you took them all.

God, I bet back in your day you could just trip, fall,

and smack your head into a car.

No. Yeah, well,

you should have joined a group or something.

Well, no duh.

You don't think that I tried?

Everyone that I found out there

was a weirdo sex pest or a lunatic.

I never found people who wanted me around...

...who actually got me.

Yeah, I know that feeling.

All right, come on.

What happened between you guys?

We got in a fight, a big one.

She told me...

...she couldn't stand the sight of me.

So?

- So I left.

So you took the easy way out.

Classic bitch move.

So, do you have any ideas?

One.

Good haul today.

Save me the heads.

I like to suck the eyes.

What the hell?

Let me try.

It's locked!

We noticed.

Where the hell did they come from?

- Hello?

Holy shit, these guys are fast!

Where the fuck is everybody?

Look, man, I know

that talking about the past isn't easy,

but we don't judge.

This is a safe space.

Uh, I feel like this is actually a dangerous space.

Do we really have time for this?

One of those vents probably leads to the garage

- where the gas is. - Hey, Stu,

trust the process.

- Yeah. - Go ahead, Axel.

My life started out fine enough.

But things got hard after my daddy left.

- Yeah. That's tough. - It's okay.

If I'm being honest, losing my wife was harder.

Goddamn.

She cheated on me with my dad.

- Wow. Wow. - Well, I'm sure...

- Karma came for those two.

It didn't.

They got married and moved to Napa.

Me? I stayed in Louisiana.

Work was hard to come by.

I took on a lot of debt from the wrong people.

So you start drinking gas?

No. I had to work off what I owed.

- Oh. - By killing.

Oh.

And one day I got a job.

It's the usual assignment.

Eliminate everyone.

But they forgot to mention one thing.

A baby.

So you're haunted by killing a baby?

Bitch, I didn't kill no baby.

- I'd never kill a kid. - Of course not.

I got the child out of there,

and we went on the run.

For a long time

it was just the two of us on the road.

Those were good days.

Some of the best in my life.

Dude, I mean, you did save the kid, right?

You should be proud of yourself, brother.

One day...

...vultures raided my camp.

I fought as hard as I could, but they knocked me out.

The last thing I remember is that baby screaming.

When I came to, the kid was gone.

So I went looking for her.

Then I met this scientist, Zemu.

He said he'd help me find her.

Instead, he trapped me, tortured me,

did experiments.

He took away my hands.

Put me in the wheels.

And that's when the gas came in.

That's when you started drinking the gas.

All I had were my wheels and that gas can,

so if we get it,

I have to try to take it straight to the dome.

Look, guys, I know what's going on here.

You think the gas controls you.

Right, but you were murdering people

before the gas.

Look, man, on the real, I used to eat human flesh.

It's fucking gross,

and it turned me into a different person.

But eventually, I learned to forgive myself

and I moved the fuck on

with a little help from a friend.

It's easy for you to say.

It's just me and my wheels.

Then lean on us. You're not alone anymore.

We believe in you even if you don't right now.

We know that you could murder anyone

if you put your mind to murdering,

stone-cold sobes.

I couldn't have said it better.

Beautiful stuff, Stu.

- Oh, shit!

You want Axel?

Here I am, motherfuckers!

- Axel! Axel!

Axel! Axel! Axel! Axel!

Axel! Axel!

So he wished for his sister to come back?

How is that selfish, exactly?

Yeah. It's not like he wished for, like,

a bug body or beetle wings,

or, like, a bigger dick or something.

Fine. What he wished for

wasn't exactly selfish,

but he still risked the mission.

He risked your mission.

Guess he thought saving one person was more important.

- I agree. - That doesn't change the fact

that he kept it a secret from me.

We're supposed to have each other's backs.

Are you really that fucking dense?

Do you know how many times John tried

to escape my city to get back to you?

Fifteen times!

The dumb ass even cracked his head open

falling from a hang glider made of pizza boxes.

He's not a thinker.

God, you two morons are made for each other.

Excuse me. Here comes the boot!

Did I ever tell you girlies about Ronald?

Ronald Hinkley. He was the love of my life--

No.

He had a shiny little ponytail,

and he was a soprano in the ninth grade choir.

Oh, yeah. I used to get such a snail trail when he'd sing.

No one cares!

One summer, he was at Camp Finch,

and I was all the way

a mile away

at Camp Schodack.

So you know what we did?

We snuck out at night

so that we could see each other.

We made it work.

You know why?

Because despite our differences,

we were in love.

What happened to Ronald?

Oh, I dumped his ass when he wouldn't put out.

You girls know what I'm talking about, huh?

There's only so much second base you can do

before you need to slide into home.

- Shit.

Do you guys think that was John?

I mean, it might have been Stu.

I don't know. Should we go check?

Ugh.

"Should we go check?"

Maybe we should go check. Let's go.

Surprise, motherfucker!

- Oh, no, no, no!

Mayhem, now!

- Damn it.

I think he pissed his pants.

- You good? - Yeah.

Yeah, why? Did I get some on me?

Holy shit, that was crazy.

How did you come up with that?

I hid out in a Blockbuster for a month,

survived off nothing but stale candy and horror movies.

- Horror movies?

Hell, no. That's too scary.

- Oh, pussy.

Come on. Horror movies are great.

Although I refuse to watch Deep Blue Sea.

I do not fuck with the ocean

or the shit that lives in it.

Way too scary.

Finally, someone understands that the ocean sucks!

Oh, shit.

Don't worry about it.

The way we took that guy down,

if we stick together, we can...

Shit!

- John! - Quiet.

Thank God you're alive.

Well, I mean, don't jinx it.

- Out of my way!

I got this.

Thank god he's on our side.

Yeah, for now.

I did it.

I killed without the gas.

You did so good, bro.

Hey, you slaughtered those twelve steps.

Awesome. Awesome stuff, Axel.

Uh, real talk,

I don't know if taking away this guy's one weakness

was the best idea.

Stu! Oh, there you are.

I don't know about you, but I have had quite the day.

Long story short,

the doctor said my nuts are broken,

so I won't be shitting out a baby anytime soon.

And it made me think and reevaluate my life,

what I want.

I'm adopting you, son.

Oh, wow. Uh, what?

All right, squirt.

Not too old to play catch with your old man, are you?

- Ugh. - Come on, champ.

Got to keep your eye on the head.

Congratulations,

my friends, to those who survived.

The Apocalypse Nine have been defeated.

You work well as a team.

Too bad, because next round

is every man for himself.

Can we talk?

Yeah.

Quiet,

I'm sorry.

I messed up real bad.

You did.

I made a snap decision, and I regret it.

When Krista died,

we didn't really have time to process it.

I'm sorry for that.

It just happened so fast.

If you ever want to talk about her,

just ask.

I think you should have it.

Thanks.

Come on.

We can fix this.

What the hell?