Original subtitles

(fire sizzling) (wood clattering)

(ominous music)

(gate whirring) (sword clanging)

(switch whirring) (switch clicking)

(power whirring)

(fire crackling)

(bullets clanging) (explosion booming)

(eerie music)

(people chattering)

(distant explosion booming)

(man grunting)

(Molly panting)

(tense rhythmic music)

(Molly shouting and grunting)

- [Simon] Don't damage her.

The medicine will fix her

and if she's-- - She's mine.

- [Man] No, Dip, she's ours!

(kick thudding) (Molly shouts)

(man grunts)

(Molly and man grunting)

(Molly panting)

(Molly and men grunting)

- [Man] Come on.

Cut it!

(knife clanging)

(man grunts)

(Molly panting)

(Molly and Simon grunting)

(energy field booming)

(tense music) (Simon grunts)

- It's you.

You're the girl.

The one from the stories.

(laughs)

(tense music)

(gun firing)

(panting)

(metal clanging)

(bird squawking)

(wings flapping)

(whistles)

(bells tinkling)

(bird grunting softly)

- Hey!

Next time you take on the scavengers.

(slow somber music)

(people chattering)

- So, what's up with you two?

- Well, uh, sir--

- Sir?

- We've come a long way.

- How long?

- Several days.

- I mean in distance.

(laughs evilly)

- Sir.

Sir.

We've come a long way and we don't wanna bother you,

but we've come to ask for medicine and maybe food.

- You don't want to bother me and yet,

here we are.

- [Woman] Please sir.

- Clearly we can't always get what we want.

- Please, sir.

- Please, yes. - Please.

- Please sir, we have a daughter.

- Look.

I don't want to disappoint you.

And, yet...

(ominous music)

(man and woman grunting)

Look at this shit.

Wasting the drug on ordinary losers like these.

(man grunting)

We're running low on supplicants for the pit.

We need to catch more in the wild.

(man growling)

(flies buzzing)

(cans clanking)

(cans clanking)

(flies buzzing)

(cans clanking)

(velcro opening)

(gentle music)

(flies buzzing)

(moving to emotional music)

(bells tinkling)

(moving to gentle music)

(metal cup clattering)

(birds chirping)

(cans clanking)

(moving to emotional music)

(insects chirping)

(supplicants growling)

(supplicant snarling)

Just the one?

- Yes.

- Simon brought back just one.

That's....

- I caught this one.

- Simon isn't back yet.

- Still not back?

After the fight, go after that weasel.

See what's taking so long.

Is he any good?

(supplicant grunting) (cage rattling)

Ooo (laughs).

Feisty this one, eh?

Think he can take on The Truth?

- I, uh--

- Well,

(tense music)

(grumbles)

let's find out, shan't we?

(lights thudding)

(people chattering)

- Never gonna pick you Osman.

- They will.

- I heard they spotted the girl out near the bunker,

at the old place.

- Would you shut up about her for once.

She doesn't exist.

- Why, why don't...

- I saw booty their face right off.

- Ha, they're not gonna pick yours either.

(men shouting)

(sighs)

- Welcome friends, foes, and fiends

of the Sunderland.

(crowd cheering)

We are gathered here today to witness the union

of two supplicants into holy tussle,

which is to say they will rip each other's faces right off!

(crowd cheering)

And, all in the name of entertainment.

And, entertainment is it's name oh!

Game-o, game-o, ah!

- [Crowd] Game-o, game-o,

game-o, game-o, game-o.

(women laughing)

- In the right ka...

In the right corner we have our new mens,

the claws of the night, the jaws of death,

the abominable creeper

of the wasteland

Roger!

(crowd cheering and stomping)

But, in the left corner, the old favorite,

the best of the best, the beast of the beast,

my own personal supplicant,

the unclean one himself,

The Truth!

- [Crowd] The Truth, The Truth, The Truth,

The Truth, The Truth, The Truth, The Truth,

The Truth The Truth, The Truth, The Truth.

- Place your bets now.

(crowd chattering)

Enough!

Now, let them write poetry on these walls

with their blood.

(crowd shouting)

(dramatic drumming music)

(supplicants growling) (crowd cheering)

- [Crowd] The Truth, The Truth, The Truth,

The Truth, The Truth--

- I expected more.

- [Crowd] The Truth, The Truth, The Truth, The Truth.

- They didn't.

- [Crowd] The Truth, The Truth, The Truth.

(The Truth growls)

- Tonight's winner and still king of the cage,

The Truth!

(crowd cheering)

And, to all supplicants out there I say this,

the grim reaper has spoken and he speaks only The Truth.

(crowd cheering)

Who dares to take on my old champion?

Who dares to take on The Truth itself?

Who would look like to see it destroy another hopeless?

(crowd chattering)

(sniffles)

Where'd you get this then?

- I won it.

- All of 'em?

- [Earl] All of 'em.

- With what, what do you got in there, a tiger?

(laughs)

(crowd chattering)

What's your name?

- Earl.

- [Deacon] And, the supplicant?

- Bob.

- Bob.

(laughs) (crowd laughs)

- (sighs) Okay, we have a challenger.

The Truth will take on this man's own

Bob, the supplicant.

(crowd laughs)

(coins clanking)

It's time.

The God of Death has a gift voucher

and he's about to cash it in.

(crowd shouting)

(dramatic music)

(The Truth growling)

(Bob grunting)

(crowd shouting)

We should do a supplicant where we tattoo muscles

all over his body like he doesn't have any skin left.

- That's great.

Or like snakeskin venom.

- No.

(crowd shouting)

(The Truth growling)

(tense music)

(Bob grunting)

(clears throat)

It seems we have a new champion.

Bob, that old bastard,

has defeated the undefeated.

Bring that creep to me, don't let him leave.

(panting)

- No (whimpering).

(shouts and cries)

Don't.

No, don't.

No.

(drill whirring)

(gentle music)

(Velcro crackling)

(brush rustling)

(flies buzzing)

(bird squawking)

(bells tinkling)

- Why are you so angry, huh?

(bird grunting softly)

I should eat you.

(bells tinkling)

You're welcome.

(flies buzzing)

(Molly gasps)

(supplicant growling)

(Molly shouting)

(Molly grunting and panting)

(kicks thudding)

(supplicant growling)

(Molly grunting)

(energy field booming)

(supplicant growling)

(Molly screaming)

(Molly grunting)

(supplicant growling)

(Molly panting)

(trap thudding) (Molly grunting)

(Molly cries and pants)

Where is it?

(panting)

(grunting)

(wind rustling)

- [Man] Simon's dead.

- Oh.

Oh, he's shot.

That's important.

We're looking for someone with bullets.

- Look!

(slow drumming music)

- A scavenger with a gun.

A scavenger with a gun.

(panting)

(gun firing)

(grunting)

(gun clicking)

(eerie music)

(gun firing)

(grunts)

(flies buzzing)

(groans)

(cries and pants)

(cries and pants)

(grunts)

(flies buzzing)

(flag flapping)

(ominous music)

(grunts)

(wood clattering)

(footsteps pattering)

(girl roars)

- You're no supplicant.

Hey!

(girl screams)

That's enough.

- What do you want?

Mom and Dad will be back.

I kill you dead.

- Just give me a needle and thread and I'll be gone.

(whimpers)

Please.

- Okay, but wipe your feet.

(insects chirping)

(grunting and crying)

(whimpering)

(panting)

- [Molly] So, what's your name?

- Bailey.

- I'm Molly.

Where have your parents gone?

- Get food.

(mother screaming)

- Sorry.

How long have they been gone?

- You better leave before they come back.

- I know.

You got anything to eat?

- No.

- All right.

It's been fun.

- Wait.

- Thanks.

(sniffles)

This place got everything.

Got a jacuzzi in the back?

- Jacuzzi?

- You know what I miss most?

Milk.

Just a glass of milk.

Mmm.

It's when you take an udder...

It's kind of like a cow's breast.

You know you shouldn't keep the flag out there like that.

Makes your hut easier to spot.

(gentle music)

Careful.

It's hot.

- I'm careful.

Where are you from?

- Far away.

- Where you going to?

- Further away.

- Alone?

- Yes.

- Your mom and dad not come back?

- No, no, they didn't.

- Mine will.

- I hope so.

- What's this?

- Sharp.

Here, keep it.

- You could stay for now, but when they get home you go.

- Okay.

(panting)

(eerie music)

(screaming)

(bird squawking)

(dark drumming music)

(bird squawking)

(panting)

(bells tinkling)

(Molly grunting and coughing)

(bird squawking) (bells tinkling)

(tense drumming music)

- Have to go. - Hide, hide now.

(Bailey screams)

- It's her.

It's a girl.

Get her!

(moving to dramatic music)

(man shouts)

(man grunting)

(blades clanging)

(men and Molly grunting)

(punches and kicks thudding)

(blade slicing)

(man screaming)

(man crying)

(hut clattering)

(blades clanging)

(Molly spits)

(man crying)

(man grunting)

(blade clanging)

(Bailey screaming) (dramatic drumming music)

(blades clanging)

(Molly and man grunting)

(Bailey screaming)

(energy field booming)

(tense drumming music)

(Molly grunting)

(gun firing)

(moving to dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(eerie music)

(ominous music)

- We need to go.

Come on.

They'll be back.

They'll be back with more.

Come on!

We need to go now.

- No!

- Come on.

- [Bailey] Let go of me.

(grunts)

I wait for Mom and Dad.

(Molly grunting)

- Let him go.

I won fair and square. - How much did we lose?

- About 40 rounds and a couple of shotgun shells.

(tense drumming music)

- He was called Bob.

Bob!

That's not a supplicant name.

That's a name for an uncle who doesn't even give you

a fiver on your birthday.

Remember when we had birthdays?

- [Augre] I'm sorry.

- Damn straight you're sorry.

Ugh, you could've picked any loser from that crowd.

- We have more.

We can beat Bob.

We'll have an all out fight, cage match,

sudden death, five in the ring.

- That's weak.

We cannot just kill the guy.

We can lock him away but we have to beat him one on one.

Otherwise you'll seem weak.

- Speaking of weak.

Speak up, where's Simon?

- Simon?

Dead.

Shot.

- Yep, more good news!

- By a scavenger.

- A scavenger.

- And the others?

- I was the only one who got away.

- But, what, you ran into

a big herd of werewolves out there?

- Oh, no, no, no.

I ran into the girl.

- You actually saw her?

- Yeah.

She's real.

All the stories are real.

- You're shitting out of your face.

- No he's not.

I've seen her.

- What?

- Yes.

Couple of years ago in a gentler world,

around the time all of this shit happened.

Tell me about her.

- She, she can do that thing people tell us about.

And, oh, she can fight.

Oh, she can fight (laughs).

Oh, like really.

And, she's hurt.

In her side.

It's like an old wound but it's very nasty.

And, there's a girl, another girl.

Yeah, a, a kid and she's very, hmm, protective of her.

- [Deacon] Of the kid?

- Yeah, of the kid, in a dinosaur outfit.

Or a T-Rex, a raptor, and...

No wings so it's a dinosaur, man.

And, she's eight, five, 12.

- We need that girl.

- The dinosaur?

- No!

(grunts)

The other one.

- Oh.

- If I could have a super-powered supplicant

I can have a Bob for breakfast every single day.

- But, she killed five men.

- Six.

(punch thudding) (Wheel grunts)

- Who knows what else she's capable of.

- I'll go.

- No, no, no, no, no.

I found her.

I'll lead the hunt.

- No.

- You can't take her out, any how.

- Where's she gonna run.

No, you won't, but I will.

- We can bring her here, get her in the pit,

get the upper hand.

- We'll use her wound or something,

that's her weak spot?

No, I'll separate her from the child.

- And lure her back here

with a little of piece of dragon bait.

- [Wheel] Uh huh, that is the way.

Ah, ah.

(grunts)

- Supplicate this one.

- No, no.

- Yeah, yeah, yes.

We need to give Bob some competition.

- No, no, no I found her.

No, you can't no!

Please no, don't.

No (shouts). (electricity buzzing)

No, no, you can't, you can't do that!

You can do this to me, man.

(shouts)

- Well, you're alive for now.

We don't want to seem weak, do we?

Lock him up.

Let wheel fight Bob tonight.

That will give 'em something to talk about.

- The hunt is on.

(tense music)

They're gone.

Burn it.

(dramatic music)

That way.

(branch snapping)

(Bailey panting)

(branch snapping)

(canister gun firing)

(tense music)

(Bailey coughing)

(Kimmy grunting)

(man grunting)

(man shouting)

(arrow clanging)

(dramatic chase music)

(Molly grunts)

(Molly grunting)

(poles clanging)

- Bailey.

(gentle music)

(dramatic chase music)

(Molly gasps)

Go and get my glasses, now!

(man and Molly grunting)

- Molly!

(man grunting)

(Molly grunting)

(canister gun firing)

- [Molly] Bailey!

- [Bailey] Molly!

(Molly grunting)

(dramatic music)

Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly!

(electricity buzzing)

(bird squawking)

(Molly grunting)

(gun firing) (energy field booming)

(bird squawking)

(neck cracking)

- No!

(Molly panting)

Bailey! (tense music)

Bailey!

(panting)

Bailey!

(coughing)

(screams) (energy field booms)

(gentle music)

(cries)

(bell tinkling)

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

(gonging music)

(people chattering)

(tense music)

- [Man] She's not all right.

Be quiet.

(man grunting)

(dramatic music)

(blades clanging)

(men grunting)

(men shouting)

(tense music)

- Everything's ready?

- Yes, we seen her arrive in Simon's boat.

We expect her to find the door anytime.

- We're under attack.

She's breaking through.

- [Deacon] No, no, no, no!

You shit piles!

- She will come and she will kill you dead.

- [Deacon] Oh, can somebody shut her up, please?

- [Augre] We have not been able to do that so far.

- [Bailey] She will.

- I hate kids.

- [Augre] You hate everybody.

- No, just kids and you.

- Oh, shut up!

You, go, go get her.

Do something, idiots.

Stop being such kids.

(dramatic music)

- [Man] She's over there.

- I hear she can enter your mind and control your thoughts.

- If you really believe that then I bet only anyone

can control your thoughts.

- [Man With Armband] I'm serious, man.

- I was just there.

All she does is punch people.

(tense music)

(footsteps clattering)

(man grunts) (blade clanging)

(dramatic music)

(men and Molly grunting)

(electricity buzzing) (Molly screaming)

- Oh, get it off her!

(Molly grunting)

(furniture clattering)

- [Man] Oh my God.

(men and Molly grunting)

(Molly shouting)

(men grunting)

(energy field booming)

(tense music)

(men grunting) (blade clanging)

(Molly and man grunting)

(energy field booming)

(man and Molly grunting)

- [Man With Armband] (panting) She's real.

She's coming.

Get out now!

- Did you hear that?

They brought the girl here.

It's only a matter of time before this place falls.

(ominous music)

You'll be a nobody again.

Huh?

No hall monitor duty.

No fancy coat.

(electricity buzzing) (prisoners shouting)

You've nothing to gain from this.

I have a better offer.

- You've got nothing.

(electricity buzzing)

(guard grunting)

(dark drumming music)

- Do with him what you will.

(bones cracking)

He's gonna supplicate the girl.

Now, even Brother Bob won't do shit

against superpowers in the pit.

Kill her for me and you all will be rewarded.

- [Group] Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet,

bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet,

bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet,

bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet,

bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet,

bullet, bullet, bullet.

- Let's tear this place down.

(dramatic drumming music)

(men grunting)

(tense music)

(blades clanging)

(gun firing)

(guns firing)

(energy field crackling)

- What the fuck was that?

- That's was close.

Augre take 'em up.

- That was right down the hall.

(footsteps clanging)

(door clanking)

(door clattering)

(women grunting) (blades clanking)

(electricity buzzing)

(Molly grunting)

(electricity buzzing)

(Molly screaming)

(electricity buzzing)

(furniture clattering)

(cans clanking)

(shelves clattering)

(Molly grunting)

(Kimmy gagging)

- [Kimmy] Ate me up, patho.

(Molly grunting)

(somber music)

(lift assist whirring)

(Molly panting)

(somber drumming music)

(Molly grunting)

(lift assist whirring) (blade clanging)

(Molly grunting and panting)

(gun firing)

(lift assist whirring)

(energy field booming)

(lift assist whirring)

(Molly grunting)

(Molly panting and grunting)

(Molly panting and groaning)

(footsteps clanking)

(Molly grunting and panting)

(door whirring)

(Molly screaming)

(supplicants growling)

(electricity buzzing)

(ominous music)

electricity buzzing)

(supplicants growling)

(cages rattling)

(guns firing)

- Cut it out, cut it out!

Cut it out, cut it out!

(shouts and screams)

(tense drumming music)

(Bob growling)

- [Bailey] Mommy!

- What did she do then?

Oh!

(Bailey squeaks)

(Deacon grunting)

Shoot him!

Shoot him!

(Bob growling)

(grunts) You thankless son of a bitch.

Ah, ah!

(supplicants growling)

(Deacon grunting)

(Bailey screams)

(dramatic music)

(tense rhythmic music)

(supplicants growling)

(Molly grunting)

(panting)

(supplicants growling)

(door squeaking)

(cans clattering)

- [Molly] Stand up.

- Don't kill me.

- Where is she?

- Up a level.

Please don't hurt me.

I didn't do anything.

(panting)

- Then how do you know where she is?

- I...

(screams)

(grunts)

(Molly panting)

(door creaking)

(gasps)

(punches and kicks thudding) (women grunting)

(head thudding) (women grunting)

(Molly panting)

(eerie music)

- She is here.

The girl who has the gift everybody heard of.

(screams)

(tense music)

And, in the right corner, the reigning champion.

The master of the supplicants, me.

(punch thudding)

(somber music)

(Molly grunting)

(grunts)

- Well, she's not worth it.

- She was supposed to be our main attraction, Kim.

Why are you killing her?

(gun clicks)

(cries)

(gun firing)

(gun clicking)

(tense dark music)

(grunts)

(tense music)

(Molly grunts)

You are going to make me

very, very rich.

- No! (energy field booms)

(distant supplicants growling)

(tense music)

(Deacon grunting)

(Molly grunts)

(supplicants growling)

(gun clicking)

(moving to dramatic music)

(Deacon choking)

(Molly grunting)

(coughing)

(laughing evilly)

Oh, if only

the audience could see.

If only they could place their bets

and collect their winnings (chuckles).

(sighs)

This must be the fight of the century.

The greatest battle

since the world fell over.

(gun clicking)

Ladies and gentlemen,

behold.

(ominous music)

(gun clicking)

(energy field booming)

(supplicants growling)

(somber music)

(supplicants grumbling)

(gun firing)

(moving to emotional music)

(Molly grunting)

(gentle music)

(both crying)

(footsteps clattering)

(station creaking) (wind whistling)

(energy field booming) (gasps)

(panting)

- She was here.

(dark dynamic music)

(dramatic music)

(tense drumming music)

(gate whirring)

(blade clanging)

(switch humming) (switch clicking)

(power whirring)

(fire crackling)

(bullets clanking) (explosion booming)

(humming music)