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Look, Miles, I think you know my story.

If I just had some cash, I could maybe get some treatment to buy me more time.

And maybe see my son be more. I am what you would call a facilitator. I

represent a very exclusive, very wealthy clientele who pay exorbitant fees for a

unique, one -of -a -kind experience in a highly intense sport, hunting.

You'd want them to hunt me? Like you'd hunt an animal?

A sport in its purest form.

A hunt to kill.

It's a 24 -hour hunt. Every hour you survive, more money is being wired into

your bank account.

And that continues until the game ends.

You survive the day and you walk away rich.

You don't.

You die a few weeks earlier than you would have anyone, but you leave your

family rich for life.

Your husband turned out to be tougher prey than we're used to.

Prey? You set me up.

Now I'm hunting you. The inventors are aware that puts us all at risk. The 2

,000 years since these games began. We have never seized the game prior to

conclusion, and I'm not about to have the history of what's been built over

millennia die on my watch.

Do we have our runner?

We're spoiled for joy.

Our scouts have done such an incredible job. I believe I have the next three,

four runners in my hands right now. I'm glad to hear that.

Because we have brought in multiple new investors.

We've approved a group in Dubai to purchase futures on winnings of some of

more established hunters.

And a sportsman in China just cleared vetting and is willing to pay top dollar

to participate in our event.

Wonderful news.

So, we can't have any more issues like in Detroit.

Like hunters coming after you personally.

The taking of a civilian hostage.

It was an anomaly.

It was a mistake. And mistakes have fathers.

And the board can't let it happen twice.

Do you understand what I'm telling you?

Yep.

I have much reading to get to.

Career petty criminal Gary Glenn went viral nine months ago after he punched a

clerk during a failed shoplifting in Van Nuys, California.

12 police cruisers, two helicopters, and it still took 28 minutes and 8 seconds

to apprehend him, running nearly half an hour at full throttle.

Forensics found something particularly interesting.

Yes. We calculated distance traveled, and we were able to determine that the

subject's last mile was faster than his first. He didn't just survive under

pressure. He thrived.

He is currently out on parole. No job. He panhandles on Ventura and sleeps at a

YMCA. But... Our psych division believes he could be motivated to participate

not just by money, but by ego. That's correct.

Look at Mr. Glenn's criminal record and school files indicate malignant

grandiose narcissism. To not participate in the game would be to admit he's not

superior to others, something he simply can't do. Thanks, Dr. Martell. I heard

quite enough.

In fact, I should have interrupted this presentation after the first ten words.

Tina, do you remember your first ten words?

Yes, of course.

This video of career petty criminal Gary Glenn went viral? Yeah.

Went viral.

Why would I want a runner that millions of people have seen on YouTube?

Why would I want such a participant in a secretive game?

We have considered that. You see, the news cycle is so fast, and the human

attention span is so limited, we're confident that risk of Glenn's dubious

notoriety interfering with the game is minimal.

Our tech division has been scrubbing the video from the internet, and views have

fallen to almost negligible numbers. Almost?

Negligible is not negligible.

Respectfully, sir, Gary Glenn is a fantastic candidate. From his physical

attributes to his psychological profile, to dismiss him out of hand would be

foolish.

Tina, how long have you been with me?

Eight years.

Yeah, because there's no potential in you.

We both know you're better than this. I have an auction coming up in a week and

no product.

Where are the runner -ups?

Twenty -five very solid candidates.

Yeah, I'll determine that.

Victus, what are you all about?

He's defending himself!

He's a puddling rag!

Victor? I'm ending it. Don't go!

That's it. We're done. We're done.

That's it. We're done. We're done.

Why'd you call her, huh? I should have called her two rounds ago. Next time you

come in my ring, I'm not letting your brother near another fight. Whoa, whoa,

whoa. No, no, no. She's just fucking around. I apologize.

No, fuck you, mantis. That's it. I'm recommending the commission suspend her

three months.

I'm recommending more vegetables.

They destroy a fucking salad.

You want to all fucking walk home?

You never throw in the towel, Josie.

He was a can.

He made you his bitch. Okay. I can't hear that.

So now you're deaf and blind.

That's what I do, okay?

I'm not very good at it anymore.

Then stay home next time.

Patty can let you get ground and pound till you see black.

Like an Inwood.

Inwood was a mistake.

You still fighting is a mistake.

I said I was saying things too. I'm not a little girl anymore. You're always my

little girl.

Fine.

And what'd you promise this little girl?

That one day we'd live in a big old lighthouse so that even if it...

Caught on fire, the waves would put it out.

He said he'd protect me forever.

You can't do that if you get yourself killed.

Payday.

Door was lightened. Oh, thanks, Hanley. You're welcome, buddy.

Listen.

It's our only way to the lighthouse.

Team T -Row, esteemed members of the board, Madam Chairwoman, and of course,

potential hunters linked in from around the world, I give you Victor Victory

Suero.

Born in the hardscrabble neighborhood of Grand Concours, the Bronx, he was a

silver glove champion by the age of 12.

He had Olympic committee reps drooling over him by middle school. He was not

only destined for gold medal glory, but to be the future light heavyweight

champ.

And then tragedy struck.

At age 13, a fire tore through the tenement where Victor lived, killing

both his parents. But through the flames and the smoke, he was able to

heroically rescue his infant sister, Josephine, but not before a burning

robbed him of almost all sight in his left eye. This young man continued to

fight, literally and figuratively, to survive this.

fight his affliction.

He trained for years, preparing for low -level MMA bouts, which, unlike boxing,

allow him to fight his impairment.

At age 18, he legally adopted his sister Josie, that's what he calls her,

and became more father than brother.

So to keep her from foster care, he had to work two, three jobs at a time.

while still chasing his dreams of glory, which truthfully, at the age of 33,

will never come. And this is exactly why he will be the greatest challenge our

hunters have ever seen.

He does not give up. He does not quit. He doesn't know how. Look at him.

Arms raised in triumph, screaming at the sky in the hopes that mother and father

can hear him in heaven. This man has more heart, more grit than anyone we've

ever admitted into our midst.

He will provide a level of competition we've never seen before.

He stood toe to toe with an inferno and won.

He is victor in name and victor in character.

It is, frankly, a once -in -a -lifetime privilege to have the opportunity to

hunt this man.

The opening bid is 75 million.

Well, every hunter meets the seminal price.

Well, let's separate the weeks from the chat.

110 million.

10 remain. Only I can win the right to participate in the greatest hunt we'll

ever experience.

Well, I know what Victor Suarez may know.

Now, let's see about our hunters.

200 million.

Who will blink first?

225 million.

Yes, we have our team.

Congratulations. Congratulations, Monroe, Tyler, Pierce, Pat, and

Ford.

Business Affairs will provide the wiring instructions for our Panamanian

partners. Now, if you'll all excuse me, I have to ensure that Mr. Suero wants

to be part of our game as much as you all do. Thank you.

Swear rule.

Morelli can't cover his dick shift tomorrow.

You cover it. Oh, no, no, Mr. Dupree, I can't. I trained more now.

His wife's in labor. He's already gone. I get it, I get it, but I gotta... We

got a fight coming up.

Undercover. 10K prize money.

Really? 10K? That person didn't get chosen for cosmetology school.

Vic, I love you, man, but you couldn't beat an egg with that eye. My eye's...

It's actually getting better.

It's just gonna move.

You better? Yeah.

How many fingers am I holding up?

One.

And give me the finger.

Be here at six.

Hello? This Victor Suero.

Josephine's brother.

Joseph? Who's this?

Bill and Custer Street.

The risotto shop.

Bring your wallet.

Hello?

What the hell is going on?

Sorry, I fucked up.

What do you mean you fucked up? What are you doing?

Who rips people?

Mr. Suero.

Oh.

His diet is better than regular.

You called me.

To discuss your sister's situation.

I don't know who you are or what she's doing here, but you need to know.

Josephine is a valuable employee. I like her very much, but she makes very large

mistakes.

You work here? About four months.

What about the deli?

Pay more here.

To do what?

I explain.

I hire Josephine because she's young and beautiful. Kind of person police do not

bother. So when she make pickups, she's no problem.

Usually. What do you push?

Money. I move currency for people who cannot use banks.

Not to be fair to Josephine when she took job.

She thought it was bookkeeping, some deliveries, but after a while, I told

what she was getting.

For her own safety, because I like Josephine.

But today, she lost stuff for Begon Subway. I put it down to make a call.

punks grabbed it and ran. How much?

500 ,000.

Go home. Now.

Yo, what you looking at him for? I said go home!

You're not the one to be calling the shots here, big brother.

Nobody leaves until I know how I get my money back.

I'll throw a match.

We'll fight him.

Your sister told me.

I'm about coming up. You bet against me.

I fall.

Josie, let men talk business, huh?

So?

You are going to get me my half million dollars with your little boxing match.

What, do you think I'm an idiot?

You're a nobody.

Who are you?

I grew up around here and I know everybody.

How come I don't know who you are?

Because while you're off doing your little sport violence,

I make real violence.

You know who I am now.

He was one of my best men, but he entrusted Josie with package. Now, what

think I will do to a person who actually lost the money?

It would have to be something so terrible, so horrific, that everybody in

streets will hear about it, will fear about it, so no more mistakes occur. I'm

going to get you the money, okay?

How? Tell me how you will get me my money.

Undercard fight in VFW Smoker, huh?

Come on, I put $5 ,000 on you.

Bookies will know something is wrong. No, no, no. You get me my money.

I don't care how, but you get me my money.

Or Josie, your beautiful little Josie, suffers.

Do not try to run.

You will never get out of the Bronx.

You kill me, you never get your money.

So you're going to have to give me some time. I don't have to give you shit.

Your sister lost money that belongs to people I answer to.

You will get me my money by end of week.

I ain't going to have it by then.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

You called them.

They've helped others who avoid me.

Load shots.

At least they will give you some time. There's something I cannot do.

So as soon as the fight's over, that's it. We're done. Teamers off we're at.

yeah, yeah, yeah. He's plugged in with guys that'll take in the action in A .C.

and Philly.

You know, if you're more than enough, make up what you lost him.

You'll be fine.

You'll leave us alone.

No one will know I'm dumping. I'll make you look good. You should. You've had

enough practice.

Oh, yeah?

You being wise?

You ghost.

Another knockout? That's eight out of the last nine?

Your age, your eye, commission will punch your ticket.

I'm just glad you won't be fighting anymore.

Yeah, I guess so.

Good. Well, I'm going to go to the bodega.

We'll make some estronasado, some mofongo, maybe a little dessert.

And we'll celebrate.

Yeah?

Okay, be back.

Hello. Hi.

My name is Victor Suero.

This is going to sound crazy, but I need a lot of cash.

I heard you might be able to help me.

Of course I can, Victor.

Helping people is what I do.