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Where are my manners?

Come.

Would you like this?

No.

Black licorice is an acquired taste.

She offered me a piece of blackjack gum and I said, Licorice gum? What will they

think of next?

It's a quote from Seinfeld.

I love comedians.

I enjoy laughing.

A show about nothing.

Only in America. I'll give you my winnings.

Every penny except for 500 grand. The rest of it is yours if you let me out of

this death match, right? We put on a show.

No one gets hurt.

Too bad.

And you let me slip out that door. What do you think?

I say I hope I misheard.

I say I hope you misspoke.

I say, I hope you did not try and taint the most honorable of competitions

with... Try to fucking live, man!

Will you lie to?

Did Miles lie to you? Did he say that you were entering a foot race?

A cricket match? No!

No, he explained the rules.

He laid out the consequences.

He provided you with a choice.

To play or not to play. You chose play.

And play you shall.

So you may keep your bribe, Mr. Suero. My principles are not for sale.

Fucking psycho.

Perhaps.

But an honest one.

No, he's gone. He's not here.

What do you mean he's not there?

I just talked to a night clerk and they said he was bailed out.

By who?

They said he was bailed out by you.

Behind schedule.

GPS estimates a minute and a half or so.

Friday night, always bad.

We need to get this done and either have the game conclude or resume normally as

soon as possible.

Why?

Because this whole dalliance is an inconvenience to the hunters, to our

logistics division, and to me.

Does the chairwoman know about bringing Nixon in?

Is this unsanctioned? I sanction it. I fix the problem.

Because I'm game orchestrator, not this chairwoman. Me.

And if I want this done to fix the mess that's rare as the rest made, then this

is what's done. And you're just the cleaner.

I don't need to explain myself to you. You work for me.

I work under you.

I work for the chairwoman.

Oh, good. They're here.

Victor, my friend.

Mr. Nixon.

Look at you.

Bruised but not beaten.

Worn but not weak.

What an example you've set for all future runners. What is this place?

This is a water treatment facility.

28 days out of each month it operates without any manpower on the premises,

this is one of those 28 days.

This is where you and Mr. Nixon will battle. As you can see, there's one door

only, not locked. I took the liberty of marking both yours and Mr. Nixon's

starting point, and as per your request, I had a hook installed.

We'll be waiting out here, and...

Any questions?

Yeah. How about when I get out of here, I put Waldo here in a chokehold, and

then I bash your head till you're dead.

I believe my driver in Block 34 would have something to say about that.

That's for hunters and runners. I'm neither.

Okay.

May the best man win.

So, Mr. Swearer, shall we?

You didn't see that backhand coming at all, did you?

That death die of yours truly is a liability.

Oh dear.

How can you defend against a double -sized assault when you can only see the

single side?

Add a wager that neither of them get out alive.

It's going to be a bloodbath in there.

And you've kept the Nixon wagers off the official books, haven't you?

The board doesn't need to know about them.

Congratulations, you did it.

It's top of the hour. The game just recommends to the hunters on nearby.

know where you are. I suggest you get moving.

Good work.

You're quite the impressive young man.