Untie me.
Get me out of here!
Untie me!
What the hell is going on here?
How the fuck should I know?
You... You people
did this.
This has all happened because of you.
What?
He's going to kill us.
He's going to kill us
because... Because of you.
Who... Who's he?
Hey. Where you going?
Where you going? Come back.
Just hold the fuck on, okay?
Get me out of here!
Untie me!
Fuck.
Good evening, everyone.
So glad to see you could
all make it out tonight.
It's me.
Rickshaw,
your very best friend.
Oh, now, don't look
so surprised to see me.
I thought, after last ti, that we
would never see each other again.
But, um, I guess
I'm surprised too.
Here we are all again.
Doing what we do best.
Charge.
Shadow.
Cutthroat.
And The Wall.
My very, very best frien.
I can't wait to introduce you
to some of my other fries
you haven't met yet.
But let's cut to busines.
All my life, as you know,
I've been a loser.
At every turn I lose.
I think I have
an amazing plan.
And then...
Asshole goody-two-shoes
like you get in the way,
and fuck it up.
So I made a game for you to play,
where you get to feel what it
feels like to lose all the time.
I'm calling it role reversal,
where you get to lose,
and I get to win.
to have the rug pulled out from under
your feet at every fucking turn.
Therefore,
the rules
are incredibly simple.
There are over 100 innocent
civilians spread all across town,
and they are rigged to various
life threatening devices.
You play my game,
you save their lives.
You don't play,
I kill them.
You try to escape or forfeit,
and the entire little sht
town is rigged to blow.
And, oh, I just can't...
I just want to press
this fucking thing so ba.
Unless of course you win.
But in the meantime,
I'd like you to reconnec,
at the Laundromat.
And when you're all reunited,
you'll get your first
assignment.
And...
Cutthroat.
Just to let you and your friends
understand the true
severity of the rules...
No...
Oh, oh, I almost forgot.
If you've noticed the little
injection scas on your wrists...
It's just my little way
of making the game more..
Fair.
May the best man win.
It's been a long time.
Yes, it has.
How you doing?
You... You still
have yours?
What are you...
What are you talking about?
You're...
You're still strong.
So that injection did do something to everybody.
Everybody except you, it seems.
Ben.
John.
How's it going?
Kiss my ass.
That's how it's going.
All right.
Glad to see things haven't changed.
Jill.
Charlie.
This is great.
Everybody remembers each other.
Rickshaw's not bluffing.
He just killed someone.
What?
Yeah. Splattered his brains
all over the bathroom wall.
Oh, Jesus.
Yeah, when I woke up, there were
bunch of bodies everywhere too.
All right then.
Let's address the matter at hand.
You know, the one where we're up shit creek.
Hey, we are not all the way up shit creak.
Oh, let me guess.
You have a plan.
Guys, what about the real obvious question here?
I mean, how did we even get here?
Hello again. Since we don't have a lot of time...
I guess we should
start the games.
Now, this round will see you
separating into two groups,
You have five minutes to proceed
to the hardware store and...
Choose your weapons.
Then the round will begi.
Show up late, and one of you will
have a real mess to clean up.
All right. Come on.
What? So you got a map,
that makes you the leader?
What are these for?
Nothing good.
Looks like we have about 80 seconds to find out.
John.
Stop, stop, stop.
John, they're in trouble.
Hey. Look, we're in trouble, okay?
Now, we don't know if those
are innocent people, Jill.
Those could just be his goons or something.
We don't know.
What if they're not?
What if they're moms? Or dads or kids?
We don't know all the boundaries
of this game yet, okay?
Look, he's watching us.
As long as we're still playing,
then he'll keep us alive, okay?
So then we just do nothing?
No.
Play the game and win.
Hey, don't worry.
Don't worry.
I have a plan.
As long as he thinks I'm still playing,
he won't know
what I'm doing. Okay?
Come on.
Hey, wait.
You look good.
You look the same.
Where'd you go?
There's two innocent people ready to blow in the back.
So let's pay attention.
Fuck, man.
I'm sure by now you've had a
chance to look over your weapons.
Choose wisely. Or else the
game will end very quickly.
And we wouldn't
want that, would we?
You'll now be split up
into two teams.
The Wall and Shadow
are Team Romance.
And Team Irony will be
Cutthroat and Charge.
Each team will be matched p against
an as yet unannounced opponent.
The rules of round one
are quite simple.
I mean, I keep
my shit simple. Okay?
Fight your opponent to the death
with your choice of the
weapons laid in front of you.
Fail to fight and 10
innocent civilians will die.
I'm not fucking around.
Team Romance will go
to the junkyard.
And Team Irony will go
to the lumber yard.
Each team has five minuts
to get to its destinatio.
Once you arrive, you will receive
your final set of instructions
for the first round.
Happy hunting.
What should I pick?
The sledge is safe.
Hard to miss.
Usually if you hit somebody with
it, they don't get back up.
Just got to hit something, huh?
Yeah.
All right.
Take care of her.
Hey. Why didn't Rickshaw
take your powers?
We don't really have that much
time to figure it out, do we?
No, we don't.
Listen up, everybody.
We need to stay on time.
He said, "this round," which
would make one believe
there's gonna be more than one
round of this shit, okay?
And we stay in touch.
I know this is hard for
everybody, okay? I know.
If we don't do this together,
we don't have a shot at beating this game, okay?
All right. Let's move.
Hey.
Be careful.
You too.
Ready for this shit or what?
Yeah, let's hope so.
Let's... Let's hope so?
Can't have our leader eating shit
this early in the game, now, can we?
Hey, keep it down.
Make me.
Hey, man, hey.
This isn't about us, all right?
This isn't about our past.
This isn't about how I hurt your feelings.
Or any other bullshit complaints you've
had about me over the years, all right?
This actually is life or death.
Do you get that?
Look.
We lose, we die.
Okay, once we get out of here,
we can sit down and point fingers at each other.
But right now, if we slip up just once,
he will find a way to kill us.
All right?
Look, I'm not gonna get in your way,
but this doesn't change shit between us.
Well, shit happens, I guess.
After you.
So, where do you think this place is?
- Who knows?
- Northwest maybe.
I've never seen it before.
Yeah, me neither.
So how long do you think we were all out?
I don't know.
You went down hard though.
Do you remember how it happened at all?
No. Nothing.
I just don't understand.
Rickshaw was gone.
John got him.
Yeah, I know.
We were kids.
Did you ever tell, uh, John about...
No.
But he knows.
Awesome.
Hey, there it is.
Round one.
What the fuck is that?
So good to see
you both again.
Welcome to round one.
The rules are quite...
You got it. Simple.
If you look to your left, you'll notice
that there ae five innocent civilians.
Innocent civilians.
And now, if you'll move
your attention to the fu,
which has already been l.
The fuse will burn out
in 95 seconds.
Enter the cage, defeat
Sledgesaw in under 90 seconds,
deactivate the bomb,
free the civilians.
Or option two, do nothing
and Sledgesaw will kill the civilians and you
Also, any attempt to unte
the innocent civilians
will be considered cheating, and
we know heroes don't cheat.
Okay?
Fuck, you have 80 seconds.
Good luck.
Son of a bitch.
Stop the fuse.
Where you going?
You kill Manpower, or the five
innocents in the truck will ignite.
And you know what?
I've got the only fire extinguisher
You know, I'm starting to feel
what it feels like to win.
Shit.
Good luck.
What the hell is a Manpower?
Where is it?
I want you.
Let us see you fly again, little birdie.
All right. Let's do it.
Fuck.
You are nothing.
Now it's my turn.
God damn it.
Come on.
Have you guys got any bright ideas?
It won't stop.
Fine, I'll be right there.
All right, big guy.
Put one right here.
Yep.
Oh, shit. Okay,
we probably got
about 20 seconds till this thing blows, right?
Find anything you can that's
sharp and cut it now.
Jesus Christ.
Right. Let's get you
guys out of there, huh?
No.
I'm sorry.
No.
We still save them.
No, we run!
We could've saved them.
If we'd stayed any longer, that'd
be us burning over there too.
John! John!
John, we need your help!
Jill, where are you?
The junkyard,
we need you now!
Okay, don't worry, we're on our way.
Come on, let's move.
What's wrong?
I couldn't save them.
It's not your fault, neither could I.
I could have if I was still fast.
Our friends need our help.
Yeah.
I'm gonna charge in there, I'm gonna grab him.
Should I sneak up behind him?
Damn motherfucking flamethrower!
No, no, just clean up the mess.
Dinner time.
I'm gonna want to cut your heart out, boy.
I'm going to want to eat it.
I want to get big and strong again.
Two for the price of one.
You both look so tasty.
You first!
Charlie!
Yummy, yummy, yum, yum.
Quiet, quiet.
Okay. Let's party.
Hey!
What the hell?
What the hell is this?
It's blood, man.
No, no. This...
This thing in my stomach.
This... This tight thing.
It's pain.
You're hurt.
Is this what happens when you die?
Yeah, I mean, you feel pain.
You're not going to die.
You... You sure?
Yeah. Let me...
Let me look.
Okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You'll be fine.
Just... Just hold
that there, okay?
Just go in the garage and get me a
T-shirt or bandage or something.
Yeah, yeah.
It's all right.
Just keep pressure on it, all right?
Just right there, hold it.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
You okay?
Yeah, I just got the wind knocked out of me.
Well, you're lucky.
Just forgot he could see me.
Yeah, I know.
Hold on, hold on, hold on!
Thanks.
Yeah.
Okay, here. Easy.
Easy, I'm going to put this on.
Easy, easy.
That feels funny.
Yeah, I know, but it's good. It'll...
It'll stop the bleeding.
Just hold it there, okay?
Yeah, okay.
Okay, you're going to
be okay, all right? Just...
I'm going to go over here for a second.
Just... Just stay
right here, all right?
Okay, cool.
All right, cool.
What's going on?
Charlie's screwed, all right?
He's gonna die soon.
What?
How long does he have?
Hours or...
Minutes, maybe.
He got stabbed right in the
stomach, and pretty deep.
At least he doesn't understand
what pain is, so he'll go easy.
There's nothing we can do.
What about the garage?
Isn't there something inside there, medicine or something?
a 12-inch stab wound
from his lower intestines, Jill.
I'm sorry.
I know you and him are close.
Just go. Stay with him until
it happens, all right?
It'll be pretty soon.
Just go sit with him, all right?
Charlie.
Hey.
How are you doing?
Good. Fine, I think.
We're just gonna wait here a
minute and see what we're doing.
Okay.
You're gonna be okay, Charlie.
It's going to be fine.
Let's go check the innocents.
Did we win this time?
I don't know.
Jesus.
At least we're not detonating them.
What are you talking about?
When they blow up, it isn't coinciding
with the times he's been giving us.
He's watching us. When we get close
to them, he just blows them up.
Just to fuck with us.
He wants to make us think we can win
so he can just pull the rug out from under us.
So what the hell do we do?
You see any transmitters on the innocents?
What?
No.
That's because they're tiny.
And if they're that small,
in order to remote detonate,
he has to be somewhere in this town.
You sure?
Yeah, I think so.
You got a plan?
Just keep playing along.
Charlie, Charlie!
Charlie!
Jill, I'm sorry.
He just said he was feeling better.
And then he just died.
I couldn't do anything.
It's okay. I'm sorry.
What are we gonna do with him?
We could just...
We could just leave him here,
until we figure all this out and
we could just come back for him.
Jesus, John!
I don't know what else to do.
What are you doing?
Wow!
Round one sure was exciting, wasn't it?
I mean, I do feel bad for
The Wall, though, you kn.
He was kind of stupid,
though, wasn't he?
I thought for sure he was going to
make it at least to round two.
Oh, well. Forever young and
all that, beautiful corpse.
Anyway, I'd like to take a moment
to applaud all of you, for
your hard work in round one.
You saved zero civilians,
and barely saved yourselve.
All right, all right, I won't
fault you for the warm-up round.
But now we're
on to round two.
And I'd like to call this
the bonus round.
Charge, since you seem to like maps, I'll
let you fid the way for the others.
You have five minutes. Five minutes
to make your way to the old shack.
It's down off the dirt road,
on Parker Ave.
Once there, I'll give you the final rules
for everyone's favorite bonus round.
Bonne chance!
I'm glad you came.
I'm kind of drunk right now.
Are you sure
you want to do this?
Of course. I mean,
just means I'm doing what I want, right?
Yeah, I don't want it
to be a mistake though.
- That's impossible.
- Guess what.
What?
I like you.
Shit. I'm so...
It's our night off.
Yeah, I know.
Okay, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah.
Okay.
Jill.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Here we go.
Guys.
These coffins have our name written on them.
What?
Bonus round, huh?
Don't look at them, he's
just trying to scare us.
Well, it's fucking working, John!
Why isn't Charlie's name here?
Because this is all part of Rickshaw's game.
He was always planning on
Charlie dying at the junkyard.
So what then?
We keep playing by his rules, we
keep listening to what he says,
expecting him to play fair.
I'm done playing fair!
Yeah, that's just what he wants.
So I guess he wins then.
Hello, ladies and gentleme,
and welcome to round two,
the illustrious bonus roun.
This round will be the most fun yet.
And even though our favorite
contender, Char, seems to have
developed some
resistance to the injectio,
I've created a game even that
tool box can fully enjoy.
Now, you've seen
your coffins?
If not, take a moment,
Now, on the opposite wall,
you can see our party guests.
An honors high school student,
a mother and a gentleman
who works at the hospital.
Now for the fun part. Now, this
game is the simplest yet.
And you know
how I love simple.
The gun on the table
has three rounds.
For each one of you that shoots
themselves in ther respective coffins,
You have 60 seconds to decide,
then the bonus round will expire.
And above all,
have fun!
John, don't! John!
Don't, John!
Just don't look, Jill.
No, Charge, come on, man.
Jesus Christ, Charge.
Shut up, Ben.
Don't let...
Don't let him win.
Listen, you can't let him win.
I'm not.
John!
You never disappoint for
an entertaining evening!
Excellent job, man!
Go fuck yourself!
Oh, well. Anyway, you all look
like you could use a drink.
Make your way over to the bar
for round three.
Hey.
You okay?
I shot three innocent people in the head.
Not doing so good.
We could have done something else, John.
We could have...
We could have what?
Couldn't risk either of you
falling for his game in there.
Jill, he was going to kill those
people no matter what, okay?
At least I could make it quick for
them and save the both of you.
You're just doing what he wants.
All he wants is for us to suffer and die.
He doesn't give a shit how.
We got four minutes and 15
seconds left, let's go.
What do we do?
Nothing.
John's got a plan whether I like it or not.
There's one thing Rickshaw will
never be able to manipulate.
What's that?
He never loses.
It's not an ego thing.
He just...
Failure just isn't an option to him.
What now?
There's no innocents in here.
I think the more pressing question will be,
why the three of us and only two guns?
And now, for round three.
I call this one
the elimination round.
I'm sure by now you've noticed
the two guns on the tabl.
And... This one is
my favorite round yet.
It is Cutthroat's
time to shine.
Cutthroat's never been able to
overcome being a fucking sidekick.
And now is his
chance for payback.
Behind curtain number on,
we have his sweet sister Emil
Emily, such a sweet girl.
Please help me.
No! No!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Cutthroat!
You cheat, and she goes
boom all over you.
"Emily! Ah!"
You son of a bitch!
I can only imagine what sweet nothings
are coming out of your mouth right now.
But, but, but!
Let's keep our composure,
shall we?
Cutthroat, you have 90 seconds to
kill either Charge or Shadow,
it makes no difference to me.
You kill one of them,
your sister lives.
Ben!
The guns on the table
are merely a suggestion.
But feel free to use whatever means
you want to make your kill.
You have 90 seconds
on the clock.
And, go!
Ben, please!
Ben, don't, okay?
Rickshaw's gonna kill your sister anyway,
unless we both figure something out.
What? Like when you figured
out the bonus round?
No, that was different.
She's my sister.
Ben! Please don't.
I'm sorry.
Stop! I know where
Rickshaw is.
He's here in this town.
We can beat him!
Ben, please help me!
Please, Ben, help!
Ben! Just stop, okay?
Just think!
This is exactly what Rickshaw wants!
I'm not going to let you kill my sister.
What?
All you ever did was put me
down and tell me what to do!
What was I supposed to do?
You're like a little brother to me.
I was trying to protect you.
Maybe I didn't want a big brother, huh?
You needed one.
Stop! Stop!
This isn't saving your sister.
Okay? When has
Rickshaw held up
his end of the bargain tonight?
We can beat him!
But I need your help.
Okay? I need your help!
Your sister needs your help.
Ben, help me!
You can't fucking fix this, God damn it!
There's no way.
We're all going to die anyway, right?
Thanks, but no thanks, man.
Drop the knives, Ben.
You got it.
No!
Fuck it.
Ben? Ben? Ben, man, I...
Shut up!
Just kill that son of a bitch!
Yeah, yeah.
I'm sorry for being a dick, I was just...
I was just trying to...
I was trying to...
Not your fault.
Not your fault, I was just jealous.
What?
I just wanted to be like you.
What are you talking about?
I wanted to be Charge.
Tell Shadow I'm sorry about stabbing her.
Yeah.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Bro, thanks for, um,
last night.
It got bad quick.
Hell, they all knew how to fight.
Yeah.
But you got the girl out, right?
Yeah. Yeah, she's cool.
Good.
Good.
You just...
You just got to be a little
more careful, man, I mean...
What would've happened
tonight if I wasn't there?
Yeah, because you could've
taken them all by yourself.
No. It's not what
I'm saying, man.
What are you saying?
Just take the extra second and think
before you just jump in there.
Yeah, and if I had taken that extra second,
that girl would be dead!
Shit, man!
I'd rather it be her than you!
What happened to using what
we have to save people?
You can't save everybody, man.
Yeah, especially if you're not trying.
See you tomorrow.
Shit.
Does it hurt?
Pain is just a suggestion.
So how do we beat him?
What?
You told Ben that we can beat Rickshaw.
Yeah, in theory.
Well, what's the theory?
Well...
He can see us,
but he can't hear us, which
means he's probably just
tapped into the town security
cameras or something.
Remote detonates the innocents.
The charges are tiny, almost invisible.
Which suggests that
he's probably not more than
a couple of miles out.
The repeating static every
four to five seconds on the TV
is a quirk of a black market
briefcase broadcast system.
They're small, they're easy to set up,
but short range.
And all of his broadcasts
are always clear and sharp.
Which means he's
probably not more than half a mile out.
I've been marking down on the map
every time we've ever seen one of his TVs.
And if I get just one more
of his broadcast locations,
I can probably sit down and
triangulate his position or something.
I don't know.
Than what are we waiting for?
I don't want to get anyone else killed.
It's just me.
Why did you always distance
yourself from me, John?
Distance myself?
I was in love with you.
Why do you think all I ever
did was train all the time
so I could fit in with you guys?
So I could just have an excuse to be around you.
What are you talking about?
Jill, why do you think I keep
getting older, but you guys
just stay the same age?
You're not getting older, John.
Yes, I am.
Every day I look in the mirror,
all this changes.
You still look exactly the same
as when that thing fell out of the sky.
It gave you and everyone else powers,
but nothing happened to me.
I always wanted it to, it just...
It didn't.
And that's what Rickshaw doesn't understand.
The injection didn't work on me because
I don't have anything to take away.
Why didn't you ever tell me any of this?
It doesn't matter.
Look at me!
It doesn't matter.
It does matter.
It matters because...
What happens five years from now?
When my body can't take this beating anymore,
and I can't protect you.
What happens when I'm 70 and you still look 17?
John...
Wow!
What a round, huh?
Whoo!
Well, the good news is that
the finals are coming up.
Same story,
five minutes.
Report to the thrift store.
Thrills. Chills.
The fucking works!
Oh...
And don't forget to bring your guns.
You okay?
Yeah.
Good.
Let's finish this, huh?
Yeah.
Let's do it.
So exciting!
The finals begin.
the entire store is loaded
to hell with explosives.
Fail this round, and...
Fuck, kaboom!
It's all over.
Now, since you are both armed,
it will make this round
quick and painless.
If one of you isn't dead,
and I don't care which,
then the whole
fucking store explodes.
Try to leave the store, and...
Fucking kaboom!
Now, look, I know this is a poignant
, touching moment for you both,
And as always, you know, I don't
really mean it, good luck!
I can't.
Yes, you can.
Hey.
John, if we try to escape,
he'll blow the whole store.
We're not gonna escape.
You are.
What?
If you shoot me somewhere convincing...
I'm gonna pretend to die.
And then you're going to run out of here.
No. No, no, no.
And when his eye is transfixed on you,
I'm gonna triangulate his position,
and then I'm gonna kill him.
Is this it?
Is this your plan?
I mean, what's your backup plan, John?
Back up plans are for people who expect to fail.
Hey, this is gonna work.
Are you out of your mind?
I mean, I'm not killing you.
You won't if you do it right.
If we don't at least try,
he wins.
Without us, who knows what Rickshaw will do?
This isn't just about you and
me anymore, this is about
everything and everyone we've ever cared about.
I have to fix this.
I can't.
Here.
Just aim a little right.
No, my right.
Don't shoot me in the heart.
What if this doesn't work?
It will, okay?
It will, okay?
Trust me, babe.
Okay?
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
All right?
It's gonna be okay.
No! No!
No.
No, no, no, no.
It's gonna be okay, all right?
Just run.
Get out of here.
You're not okay.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Just run.
Just run.
Just run.
Please, you can
do this, okay? Listen.
You can do this.
You can do this!
You're sure we should do this?
Can't just ignore what we all have.
Well, yeah, I mean, people are
good at shit all the time.
It doesn't mean they go get
in everybody's business
If someone's getting hurt right in
front of you, do you just walk away?
No.
That's all I'm saying we do here.
Cool. Sounds fun.
Yeah, I mean, why not?
Guys, this isn't just stopping
people from getting hurt.
This is going to be dangerous
as shit, and if we make a dent,
someone's gonna get fucking pissed about it.
That's why we all should just be careful.
I'd never let anything
happen to any of you guys.
If it gets too crazy, we
just walk away, you know?
That's it.
Okay.
Yeah?
Yeah.
All right. Let's do it.
You?
Me.
I've tried, Charge.
But your little town
just expired.
What did you just do?
What did you do?
Boom!
How do I deactivate it?
How do I deactivate it?
God damn it!
Jill.
Hey, Jill, it's .
Okay, listen, babe.
You've got...
Five and a half minutes to get
the hell out of here, okay?
This whole town's
gonna blow.
But don't worry.
I got Rickshaw.
You just gotta get
your ass moving, okay?
Where are you, John?
Honey, I can't hear you,
but you gotta get moving, okay?
You're wasting time.
I don't know how large the bomb radius is.
Good.
Go.
No. No, Jill.
What are you doing?
No. No, no.
No, Jill, do.
Jill, stop!
Don't come after m.
You have to get out of here now, you hear me?
Don't come after me!
You hear me?
Get out of here!
See you soon, asshole.
Hey.
Hey. You okay?
Jill, I told you not to come.
Look at me, I'm...
I'm done.
You know,
if you see someone getting hurt in front of you,
do you just walk away?
Carrying me out of here is going to be
like trying to escape in a wheelchair.
You only got, like, two minutes left.
Please just...
Well, then we better hurry up.
You're not the only one who gets
to save people around here.
Come on.
Okay.