Gamer (2009) - full transcript
Ken Castle is extremely rich, popular and powerful since he invented and started exploiting the virtual online parallel reality games, in which people can either pay as user or be paid as 'actor' in a system of mind-control. The ultimate version, Slayers, fields death row convicts as gladiators in a desperate dim bid for survival, which no-one made yet. The champion, John 'Kable' Tillman, was scheduled to die just before he'ld gain release, but he persuades his teenage 'handler' to hand over the reins so he can fully use his talents and experience. Thus Kable escapes to freedom, only to be chased illegally by Castle's men, yet fights back all the way to his HQ and challenges his evil hidden plans.
[PANTING]
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SHOUTS]
MAN:
You fucking tea-bagged him!
[GUNSHOT THEN MAN GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[WHISPERING]
Turn me around.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[GUNFIRE]
[BEEPING]
[GROANING]
Good run, Kable.
- My name's Tillman.
MAN 1: Whatever your name is...
...you got to the save point fast.
MAN 2: Who the fuck cares?
- No one's getting out of here alive.
- I am. I'm gonna make it out.
Sure you will.
They say you got three battles left
before you get out.
PRODUCER: Bob, heh.
- Yep.
Bob. All right,
let me handle this. Bob.
- Do we have the interview or don't we?
- Yes. We are cunt-hair close.
I'm not gonna blow
the Three Asian War for "Close."
With all due respect, Bob,
nobody cares about dead Orientals.
- They care about Ken Castle.
- Can I hear from Gina, please?
[GINA SIGHS]
Okay, Bob.
Ugh, Bob.
Are you aware Castle has clocked
exactly one media appearance?
And that was Walters' last interview
before she died nine years ago.
Stop menstruating and
just tell me whether we fucking have it.
We fucking...
-...have it.
- Good.
Palindromes.
Okay, focus. Um, let's get lunch.
- Iranian, sushi or Mexican?
- Uh, no, uh, burger-chili-fry.
- I could freak a burger.
- Let's do it.
[GINA SIGHS]
We live in society.
We visit "Society."
I mean, which one's--
Which one's more real, really?
I mean, which one's really real?
You know what I mean?
ANNOUNCER: You're watching
Gina Parker Smith...
...a live
Worldlink Tonight exclusive.
This motherfucker is off the charts.
- He could buy the network.
- Yeah, why would he?
Son of a bitch pulls in 650 million
pay-per-views for a single broadcast.
PRODUCER: Going live.
Five, four, three, two, one.
GINA:
First, there was "Society"...
...the ultimate SIM environment...
...where players don't control
virtual animated characters...
...but actual living,
breathing human beings.
They walked them.
They talked them.
They juiced them.
They rocked them.
Rickedy-dickedy-doo.
We had that on T-shirts
back in 2010.
GINA: The creation of reclusive
genius Ken Castle--
[IN DEEP VOICE]
Who is Ken Castle?
GINA: --"Society" took the world
by storm...
...becoming the number one
guilty pleasure of billions.
[IN NORMAL VOICE]
You can get paid to be controlled.
Or you can pay to control.
GINA: Generating one of the world's
largest private fortunes...
...surpassing Bill Gates
practically overnight.
[LAUGHS]
GINA: Nine months ago,
Castle unveiled a new simulation...
...one that would take gaming to
new heights of thrilling excess...
...and controversy.
[NARRATOR READS
ON-SCREEN TEXT]
GINA:
"Slayers."
If "Society" let us
live through others...
..."Slayers" would let us
die through others.
"Slayers" gives the gamer
full control...
...of a flesh-and-blood human being
in full-scale...
...kill-or-be-killed combat.
And when we say
"flesh and blood"...
...we mean flesh and blood.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
-"Slayers."
-[IN DEEP VOICE] "Slayers." Heh, heh.
Why isn't it murder?
[IN NORMAL VOICE] When's
the last time you saw somebody...
...volunteer to be murdered?
Every last one of our Slayers...
...is a bona fide death-row inmate
offered the chance to participate...
...as an alternative to their sentence.
Stay alive for 30 sessions, get set free.
That's not a bad goddamned deal.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
Has any of these men or women
survived long enough to be set free?
I'd remind your audience
"Slayers" was put together...
...with the full cooperation of the
United States federal government...
...the revenue it produces
is responsible...
...for funding our entire prison system,
keeping the bad guys behind bars...
...and that the prop was voted for by
68 percent of the American public.
In an election tainted
by suspected digital fraud.
Let's talk about
the so-called "genericons"...
...sent into the "Slayers" environment
with pre-programmed actions...
...with no one controlling them...
...and no way to react. Their chances
of survival are next to nil.
Plenty of men and women in prison
who'd never out it as Slayers.
Shouldn't they be given the same
chance? Roll the dice for a ticket out?
Besides, they only need
to survive one session.
Right.
So, Mr. Castle,
how the hell does it work?
CASTLE:
it begins with a single nano cell...
...planted in the motor cortex
of the brain.
This cell can replicate...
...replacing the cells around it
with perfect copies.
And these copied cells contain
remote-access functionality.
Therefore, nano plus cortex
equals a nanex.
Isn't it true that every human
that undergoes this procedure...
...will have a distinct IP address...
...like a mobile device
or a notebook computer?
Similar, yeah,
but control is strictly localized...
...to the parameters
of our gaming environments.
You take "Society," for instance.
Once a cast member
has left the workplace...
...they are completely free from the
control and monitoring of their player.
-[WHISPERING] That's a relief.
- Well, to some, maybe.
To some.
Don't you suspect a good many folks
wouldn't mind a bit of control?
- Uh, uh--
- Someone else making...
...all the decisions for you.
No tough choices,
no responsibilities.
Think about it.
[IN NORMAL VOICE]
We will, Mr. Castle.
We Will.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
ANNOUNCER 1:
The Gina Parker Smith Show...
...sponsored by:
ANNOUNCER 2: "Slayers."
- A good little talk.
- Oh, shit, my pleasure.
Can I just tell you,
I cannot wait until the next "Slayers."
I mean,
Kable has been unbelievable.
His arms are just so--
Well, I know it's terrible.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
[STATIC BUZZES]
Uh, what the hell was that?
Ken Castle wants you to believe...
...that you are living in a better world.
- He's a liar. Mind control is slavery.
- Uh, Sorry. Mr. Castle...
-...we have no idea--
- Shh. Shush.
We will all be his dog
if we allow this evolution to continue.
[BELCH SOUND PLAYS
ON STEREO]
[CASTLE LAUGHS]
- That's a goddamn hoot.
- This is nuts.
The signal is generating
simultaneously from six countries.
Bypass orbital and reroute to
the backup servers please. Now.
Uh, Mr. Castle, we can't stop
every virus that sneaks in.
You might wanna let my boys
take a look at your firewall.
WOMAN: We're on it.
They'll be off the air momentarily.
I'm so sorry. I'm just-
What about you, sugar?
Wonder if I might...
...breach your firewall
one of these days?
- You're bad.
- He's good.
[GRUNTING]
PRISONER:
Hit him!
Fuck him up!
[PRISONERS GRUNTING
AND SHOUTING]
GUARD 1:
Get down!
- Everybody, get down!
GUARD 2: Get down!
Get the fuck down!
Get down. Get down.
- Open fire!
GUARD 1: Get down!
[WEAPON FIRES]
[GIRL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
MAN [WHISPERING]:
Kable.
Kable, Kable, Kable.
My name's Tillman.
Yeah, yeah, ha, ha.
Yeah, Tillsman, Tillsman.
They said your name was Tillsman.
Ha, ha.
[SNIFFS]
You're always just sitting, huh?
Always sitting and looking.
Just looking and sitting.
Just like me, man.
I keep my holes down.
You gotta keep your holes down.
Every day, a dude inevitably snaps,
breaks, starts to crack up.
You know why?
Because we don't know...
...if we're gonna live
a day or two or die.
Everybody but you. Right?
Twenty-seven battles, huh?
Three to go.
No one's ever done that.
No one's even come that close.
No one's gotten ten games
without getting their brain shot.
Everybody but Kable.
Kable, Kable.
Because he's sitting and looking,
huh, man?
You got a plan in your head.
You got a mission.
You never break, you never snap.
Never say shit, either.
But you take care of your business,
don't you?
Niggas could get spooked
by that kind of single-mindedness...
...you know what I mean
because you spooky.
You spook me.
What you in for, huh?
[SIREN WAILING]
[CROWD MURMURING]
[DOOR OPENS]
WOMAN [WHISPERING]:
You wanna get back to them.
It's all you think about.
It's the only thing
that keeps you alive.
[WHISPERING]
Who's talking?
WOMAN:
Sign it.
KABLE: What?
WOMAN: Sign it.
Please, Tillman. My son, David.
He's your biggest fan.
He prays for you.
I need to prove it's authentic.
Makes it worth more.
Why would
anyone want my name?
WOMAN: You don't know
what's going on out there, do you?
[ALARM BUZZES]
MAN [OVER PA]: Medical
personnel to Central Processing.
WOMAN: Gotta go.
- No, wait.
How did you get this picture?
Have you seen them?
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[LAUGHS]
Hey.
- Hi.
- Hi.
So, what's your damage?
You know, just hanging out,
looking to meet people.
--To meet people.
Lucky you. You met me.
[LAUGHING]
I'm Nika.
I'm Dale. I like your fur.
DALE:
I like your fur.
Do you wanna go somewhere?
You wanna go somewhere?
- We are somewhere.
DALE: We are somewhere.
[DALE MOANING]
[MOANING]
[SCREAMS]
HUMANZ BROTHER: Ken Castle is a liar.
He's a liar. We will all be his dog.
Fuck!
WOMAN [ON TV]: A new video prank...
...by the subversive group Humanz
caused a nationwide stir today.
All contact between Society City...
...and three quarter
of a million players...
...was down for three hours...
...while Castle technicians worked
to remove what they described...
...as a "satellite infection."
MAN:
These pranks, at first...
...attributed to rogue
isolated hackers...
...are now suspected to be...
...the work of an elaborate
and sophisticated network...
...of programming cells...
- ...spread across countries.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Experts estimate
the service interruption...
...will end up costing
Castle billions in lost revenue.
MAN:
Don't cry for Castle.
He can cover this with
the change in his couch cushions.
WOMAN: Hmm. On a personal note,
that shit was fucked up.
Yeah, it was.
I literally pissed myself.
Oh, sounds like fun.
MAN: Seriously,
these Humanz cocksuckers...
...they're out of control.
SANDRA: Sandra.
KABLE: Quiet.
My name's Sandra.
KABLE:
Stop talking.
[SANDRA GRUNTS]
[SANDRA SPITTING]
[ALL PANTING]
[ALARM BUZZES]
[BEEPS THEN GUN COCKS]
[PROPELLER WHIRRING]
[GUNFIRE]
[MEN SCREAMING]
[GUNFIRE]
[PANTING]
[SCREAMING]
SIMON:
Can't say I didn't try.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
[CHEERING]
Fuck,yeah!
[MAN COUGHING]
We're all gonna die, ha, ha.
[LAUGHING]
[SOBBING]
Oh, my God.
Let me out of here!
I'm not supposed to be in here!
Who are they?
Who the fuck are they?
Who the fuck is playing us, man?
SIMON:
Shut up, fish.
Gay. Gay, gay.
Retardedly gay.
Hmm. Swarmers.
COMPUTER:
The latest innovation from Browning.
This self-detonating cartridge...
...offers the widest, deadliest spray
available from a full-tracking...
- ...cornering ordnance.
- Daddy like.
FANGIRL: Simon!
- Ugh, Fangirl, stop hacking me.
You're gonna
get my boyfriend killed...
...before he can get out of jail
and fill me up with hot seed.
WOMAN:
Simon, I just wanna play you.
- Forget about that star-fucker.
- Shut up, bitch!
So when am I gonna
get to meet you for, like, reals?
What's that? Aah.
Ah.
- Aah.
What's up, loser? Mom says
go to college, move the fuck out...
...and, oh, yeah, you're
a sick retard. You're pathetic.
- You smell like Jeffrey Dahmer.
- Wanna make out?
You wish.
Can't wait till they cut you off.
- Eat balls, bitch.
WOMEN [IN UNISON]: Simon?
- Maybe.
- Oh, my God! It's really you!
- Nice.
- Do you wanna see our tits, Simon?
Yes. Yes, I do.
WOMAN 1: Hmm, now that
we have your attention...
...here's an offer
that you can't refuse.
SIMON: Oh, here we go.
-50 million Euros...
...for control of Kable.
Instant transfer
to the account of your choice.
Kable's not for sale. Thank you.
- Baby, make it 100.
- It's been real.
[STATIC BUZZING]
What the fuck?
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNFIRE]
WOMAN: If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
Look at it. The new face of "Slayers."
Pure, crystallized horror...
...two stories high,
and bathed in bloody red.
- He is what they want.
- They love Kable.
They do now, heh.
But when they watch their hero die
right in front of their eyeballs...
...so sharp and vivid...
...it feels like you could reach out
and touch the wet flesh...
...they're gonna change
their point of view.
They'll be seduced by the power,
the violence, the dominance.
- It's human nature.
- Kable's made it through 28 battles.
Every player in the game
is trying to take him out.
Yeah, Kable's a perfect soldier.
He's a tactical killing computer.
His only vulnerability
is the nanex itself, the ping.
The delay between
Simon's commands...
...and Kable's ability to execute.
MAN: So why should this
one be any different?
Who controls him?
No one.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[SCREAMING]
Get it out of me!
- What the hell happened to this one?
- Look like he escaped.
[GUARD SCOFFS]
GUARD: All right, girls.
Back to your Jazzercise.
[GRUNTS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[WHISPERING] That's Hackman.
Hackman. Hackman-Nackman.
[IN NORMAL VOICE] He killed a whole
mess of people. All kinds of people.
And then one day,
he just walks up and turns himself in.
It's like he wants to be inside
or some crazy shit like that.
You know what I'm saying?
There's always
gonna be Slayers, man...
...as long as motherfuckers like that
running around killing himself--
Kable. Let's go. Upgrades.
Come on.
- Why don't you upgrade a brother?
- Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Shut the fuck up?
Fucking shut the fuck up.
[GUNFIRE]
[GUNSHOT]
GUARD: Who aims?
- What?
Who aims?
The player or the Slayer?
KABLE:
I'm the hand.
Someone somewhere else is the eye.
That's tripped out, man.
Sometimes,
they take over completely.
They...
...move you around like a robot.
But that don't work so good.
- Why?
- The delay.
Yeah, the ping.
They talk about that.
About how long it takes the Slayer
to respond to the command.
Whatever they call it...
...a slice of a second out there...
...is the difference
between living and dying.
When that trigger pulls...
...it's just me.
HACKMAN:
Hey, Kable.
Look.
I just killed someone.
This is the blood.
Look.
He's back here. Wanna see?
KABLE: You know,
your head ain't on straight.
[GRUNTS]
HACKMAN:
I'm gonna kill you too on Sunday.
Yeah, probably.
HACKMAN:
That's why they put me here.
I've got no strings.
[SINGING]
I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me
You got two whores, Kable.
- The fuck you say?
- On the outside.
I'm sorry. I meant your pretty girls.
So you wanna get back to them.
But I'm gonna visit them first.
All right.
SIMON:
Kable.
Kable, dude. It's me.
- It's me.
- Who?
Simon. I'm playing you.
- How come I can hear you?
- Well, it's a mod.
- Gamers can't talk to cons.
SIMON: I know.
It's fucking unbelievable.
This is amazing.
[GUNFIRE]
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVS]
[GUNFIRE]
SIMON: It's cool, yeah?
KABLE: No, it's not cool.
Pay attention to the fucking game.
[GUNFIRE]
SIMON:
All right, I got it, I got it.
- What are you, 12?
- I'm 17, actually. Thank you.
[GROANS]
This is unbelievable.
How am I not dead yet?
Because I'm a badass motherfucker.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[PANTING]
Shit.
I'm making my cut, gonna scatter.
Freek, you shouldn't be here.
I wanna put down. I wanna work.
I wanna rock.
I'm gonna make it. I'm going.
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTS]
SIMON: Gibs.
- What?
Like "giblets." Uh, Kibbles 'n Bits.
- Chunks. Pieces everywhere.
- These are real humans, fucker.
[CYCLIST SHOUTS]
SIMON:
Death row psychos. So What?
They had it coming anyway, right?
[MAN SHOUTS]
KABLE: I guess that goes for me too.
SIMON: Yeah, but you're different.
Different? How?
I don't know.
Because you're my psycho.
Damn, new area.
Think about it, Kable. All the shit
we've been through together.
What an epic run, man.
It's gonna suck to see it end.
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- Well, yeah.
I get that, for you, it's different.
This way.
SIMON: There's nothing there.
- Trust me, kid.
It's a restricted area.
It's beyond the borders of the game.
I couldn't put you there
even if I tried.
COMPUTER:
Warning. Access denied.
SIMON:
Shit.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
Oh.
[GROANS]
Bye, Kable.
[GUN POWERING DOWN]
[ALARM BLARES]
[GRUNTING]
GUARD 1:
Get him, get him.
GUARD 2:
Come on, come on.
[HACKMAN SHOUTING]
Kid's gonna get me killed.
Dude, I'm right here, man.
I can hear you.
Listen to me.
I don't know who's behind it or why,
but I was supposed to die tonight.
They're gunning for us.
Now, I can beat them.
But not with you controlling me.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Turn me loose, kid.
- You wanna win, turn me loose.
SIMON: I can't.
Find a way.
Bastard.
So, Miss Roth, it says you're applying
for custody of your daughter.
Delia. Her name is Delia.
Spouse incarcerated,
life without possibility of parole.
You use your maiden name?
Uh-huh, um-
My husband, he's...
It's not entirely true,
regarding his sentence.
In fact,
he's due to be released soon.
Miss Roth,
your husband was charged and...
[LAUGHS]
He was charged and convicted
of first-degree murder.
I hardly consider his release,
if it were to happen at all--
I don't think
that'd be a good thing.
[CLEARS THROAT]
So it says you're an actor?
I don't know
that I've seen you in anything.
I work in "Society."
It's a job.
Miss Roth, your child has been
exceedingly well-placed.
The family is wealthy. She will never
want for anything. I can understand...
...that you love your daughter,
probably very much...
...but do you really think
that she would be better off with...
...people like you?
Yes, I do.
I'm her mother.
[SIGHS]
We will give your application
all the consideration it merits.
[BUZZER BUZZES]
- You like the software?
- Software?
- The walkie-talkie, player.
- No shit.
You're the guy from the TV,
the Humanz.
That's right, baby. You think about
what the brother said?
To what brother
do you refer, brother?
Kable wants the freedom to ass-kick,
do shit his way.
- You gonna give it to him?
- You were listening?
We see and hear everything.
Everything that goes on
inside the so-called game.
All right, then.
Kable said we got lucky.
They were gunning for us.
What's that about?
Kable got a past.
He knows things.
He knows things,
things he don't even know he knows.
What things?
Things that Castle's afraid of.
As long as your boy
stays on the inside...
...Castle knows
he can keep him quiet.
But if he ever got out?
Mm-mm.
Castle would never let that happen.
There's one battle left.
I think I can handle my own business.
Thank you very much.
You're not hearing me.
This is not something you can control.
This is not something
you can control.
They're gonna kill his ass, Simon.
In the eyes of the world,
and then what?
You just another poor,
little, rich honky.
Poor, little, rich honky.
Poor, little, rich honky.
No Kable, no pussy, no shit.
Look, man, this...
This is too heavy.
I don't even know what the hell
you're talking about. I just play games.
Games.
- That's right. It is a game.
- You wanna win it, don't you?
- Yeah, I intend to.
Then you need to cut your strings,
puppet master.
Imagine a Slayer that don't got to wait
to be told what to do.
No ping, you dig?
- That would be cheating.
- A mod. That's all it would be.
You know why?
Because the game's gotta evolve.
- You feel me?
- I do.
- I do feel you, my giant brother.
- Well, then, let's rock, baby.
WOMAN [WHISPERING]:
Tillman.
We know you talked to him.
Your player.
-[WHISPERING] Who are you?
- A friend.
I don't have any.
Listen to me.
Simon's going to give you what
you want, what you asked him for.
How do you know that?
I know something else.
Whether or not he's controlling you,
you will never reach the save point.
Castle won't allow it.
- We'll see.
- No. You have to escape.
Your wife and your daughter
need you, Tillman.
If you wanna see the people
in the picture...
...you'll have to find another way.
- I need you to get me something.
- What, Tillman?
Drunk.
MAN [OVER SPEAKER]: What have we got there?
Kable, what the hell is that?
Put it down.
Put it down!
Fuckface,
throw the bottle in the trash.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[KABLE PANTING]
[KABLE GRUNTING]
SIMON: Oh, I see it was
a great idea turning you loose.
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTING]
KABLE: What happened?
SIMON: You happened.
You wanted control. You got it.
[GUNFIRE]
What's the matter with you, Kable?
Kill something.
[GUNFIRE]
This is unbelievable.
Kable, listen.
This is the last game.
You're gonna end up dead.
I'm gonna look like a total asshole
if you don't pull your balls together.
Damn it!
[PANTING]
[METAL CLANGS]
Kable, what the hell are you doing?
Oh, what the hell?
That's just gross, bro.
[URINE SPLASHING]
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
Oh.
[GUNFIRE]
[ENGINE REVS]
SIMON:
Go, go, go--
Anything else,
you fucking cheerleader?
[HACKMAN SHOUTS]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
Motherfucker!
Kable, please. Please, I beg you,
get back in the game.
You're screwing my ass here.
COMPUTER: This is a restricted area.
Return to the battle zone.
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
I'm dead.
[GRUNTS]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
[PANTING]
[GASPING AND CHATTERING]
What the fuck just happened?
Initial reports are that Kable...
...the most recognizable face of the
"Slayers" phenomenon...
...next to Ken Castle himself,
is officially listed as "fragged."
Just one session away
from being the first Slayer ever...
...to win a full pardon and release.
In a netcast
plagued by technical difficulties...
...and dead spots...
...the report
could not be confirmed.
However, Kable, born John Tillman
of Albany, New York...
...and convicted of murder
just four years ago...
...has been removed
from "Slayers" rosters...
...and upcoming events listings.
His player,
megastar Simon Silverton...
...could not be reached
for comment.
Uh-oh.
You have a question?
Tillman left a wife
on the outside, right?
- Tillman? Yeah.
- Find her.
NIKA:
Ooh.
[GORGE CHUCKLES]
COMPUTER:
Link activated.
[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
TRACE:
She's not home.
But Castle's personal security
will be soon enough...
...and trust me,
you don't wanna meet them.
- Who are you?
- You asked me that once before.
Your voice...
You know, you should really come
with me.
Like now.
[PROPELLER WHIRRING]
[CROWD YELLING]
[SOUND EFFECTS BEEPING
ON CONSOLE]
HUMANZ BROTHER:
That's why you're a fool.
That's what I'm talking about.
Who's that?
MAN: Would you stop it
with that freaky off-the-rails shit?
HUMANZ BROTHER: Come on, man.
That's why it's a game of deception.
Yeah. Ooh! Ha, ha.
That's bullshit, man.
You know that's bullshit.
You're the ones who broke me out?
- We only freed your mind.
- And your ass followed.
Holy shit, puppy.
You made it. You're really here.
Ahem, Kable.
You're great.
- You got questions.
- A few.
So she took my blood. Why?
MAN:
The nanex.
It modifies the actual cell structure
of your brain.
We can crack it,
but it's not a one-Size-fits-all.
We need your DNA
so that we can generate custom code.
- All right. Then why me?
Because Castle's afraid of you.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Ain't just the game.
Every day there's more people...
...wanna be a part of Castle's world,
throwing away everything human.
Right now, it's the desperate ones.
Convicts, addicts, the sick, the poor,
the ones that fall through the cracks.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Prison system's out of control...
...set to bankrupt
the whole damn U.S.A.
Then Castle rides in
on a white horse.
Says he has a plan to bail us out
and we just fall in line?
Health care is collapsing.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
He's pushing for total control...
...over genetic disease.
Birth defect's no longer an issue.
All we do is exchange cells
for ones he gives us.
TRACE: Promise of a longer life
and a fatter wallet.
- You think people will refuse?
- Fuck,no.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Then the next thing you know...
...we're all slaves.
I can't help you.
Tillman, we know where she is.
[CHATTERING]
[TRANCE MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]
[ALL CHATTERING
AND LAUGHING]
WOMAN:
Use your tongue.
[WOMAN MOANING]
[LAUGHING]
Hi, Nika.
[GORGE CHUCKLES]
Oh, hi. Rick Rape, right?
Rick Rape, right?
I thought you weren't
allowed here anymore.
[LAUGHING]
That was last month.
I was a bad boy.
[YAWNS]
Are you still a bad boy?
Are you still a bad boy?
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
ELEVATOR:
Going down.
[BEEPING]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
- Please don't kill me.
- Please don't kill me.
No.
- I'll do anything.
- No, don't say that.
Don't say that.
No. No, stop. Baby, stop. Stop.
Goddamn it, you in there
controlling her, let her talk.
I can't. She has to say
what I tell her.
No, you can hear me.
I know you can.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- I love you--
- Shut up!
You say anything else
and I will find you...
...I will rip you to fucking pieces,
you understand?
I'm getting you out of here.
I'm gonna take you someplace
where they can turn it off, the program.
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
Hi, Kable.
[GRUNTING]
Look at me, bitch.
Anybody in there?
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
[ELEVATOR DOOR CLOSES]
-[WHISPERING] Go on.
-[WHISPERING] Do it.
[KNIFE SLASHES]
[THUDS]
[MAN GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[WHIMPERS]
ELEVATOR:
Lobby.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[MAN GRUNTS]
Where the fuck do we go?
[GASPS]
[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING
ON STEREO]
[CROWD CHEERING]
[WOMEN MOANING]
KABLE:
Laser? Get down.
[GUNFIRE
AND WOMEN GRUNTING]
[MAN LAUGHING]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[GUNFIRE]
[WOMAN GRUNTS]
[WOMAN SHRIEKS]
I can get you out of here.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
Oh, shit. I can't believe it's you.
This is--
Listen. Tillman, you can trust me.
I swear.
[PANTING]
If not...
-...you're dead.
- Okay, faster, faster.
KEITH:
Guess you remember that day, huh?
You'd just gotten Kable through
his 10th consecutive session alive.
No one ever thought
an i-Con could last that long.
Pretty hot shit, aren't you?
King player.
- Good times.
- Sure, on the outside.
Now, look at these.
That's what it's like inside.
Wonder how long you would last
on the other side of the screen.
You know, Simon,
you're being held here today...
...suspected in aiding in the
escape of a convicted murderer...
...from a maximum
security penitentiary.
Heh, the charges
are beyond serious.
[KEITH CHUCKLES]
Your hard drives have been seized.
Forensics is decrypting
the contents as we speak.
Your Internet activity over the last
10 years is being scrutinized...
...and cataloged...
...in minute vivid detail.
In addition, your father's
bank accounts have been frozen...
...pending further investigation.
After all, it was essentially his money
that funded Mr. Tillman's escape.
Now, I need you to tell me...
...everything that happened
leading up to yesterday afternoon.
Everybody you talked to.
Everything you saw.
Everything you did.
And I need you to tell me that
right now.
Yeah, um...
...I'm gonna need something too.
Oh, really?
And what might that be?
Could you guys do a sandwich...
...like peanut butter,
almond butter, walnut butter...
...uh, pecan butter,
pistachio butter, um...
...pretty much any kind of,
you know, nut butter.
With some grape jelly.
Pistachio butter.
- They make that?
- It's awesome.
KABLE:
Now what?
Now we put the DNA into the soup,
light it up, extract it...
...feed my girl's sequence
into the code and we are good to go.
- It's an anti-spyware program.
MAN: Basically.
We can't quarantine
the foreign cells, per Se...
...but we can disable their ability
to transmit and receive.
Fuck that.
I'd make you cut it out of me.
That'd be cutting out
part of your brain.
The nano cells replace
the cells they replicate.
They become you.
We're gonna have to keep her
sedated until we can kill the link.
Otherwise she's broadcasting
everything she sees or hears.
Thirty minutes. You give us a robot,
we give you back a super hot human.
Tillman.
We need to talk.
- So talk.
- Come on.
They tested it on soldiers.
The first volunteer was
a Corporal Travis Scotch...
...a friend of yours, I believe.
And the second was you.
The idea was to replace your brain.
[SIGHS]
Bit by bit, cell by cell.
The new tissue would
never break down, never deteriorate.
"A new era in human longevity."
That's what they told us.
Nine weeks later, Scotch was dead.
And you were serving life
in maximum.
Castle's project was shutdown.
But the same technology
resurfaced within a year.
In a game. Castle called it "Society."
Listen, whatever happened
in that project...
...is something Castle wanted buried.
We need that shit, man.
What you saw. What you know.
- I don't know what to tell you.
- You ain't got to tell me shit.
I want you to show me.
TRACE: Okay, we're ready to rock.
Break the link in three, two, one.
[GASPS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[WHISPERING]
Who's there?
[GORGE GASPS]
What are you doing here?
- Who are you?
- Tech support.
- What are we looking at?
HUMANZ BROTHER: His memories...
...translated into
raw audio-visual data.
I read something about this.
That's not supposed
to be available for another decade.
They'll have better shit than this
at Best Buy in 18 months.
[DOOR OPENS]
Oh, Son of a bitch.
John Tillman.
Man, I never thought I would be
so happy to see your ugly face.
- Scotch.
- Scotch.
[ON COMPUTER] Man, is it me
or does this place fucking suck?
They got me hooked up
to computers five hours a day.
Feeding me vitamins and pills
and God knows what...
...giving me injections,
taking and giving me blood.
These nurses are wiping my ass.
And they're male nurses too, bro.
[CHUCKLES]
I can't believe
I let you talk me into this.
And I'm having these blackouts.
They're scaring the shit out of me.
I mean, I don't even know
how long I've been here.
[SCOTCH CHUCKLES]
Hey, man.
[ON COMPUTER]
Uh--
Are they letting you out already,
you son of a bitch?
I'm not getting out.
Okay.
John, are you good?
I'm fine.
Man, you don't look fine.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, that's okay.
It's not like you ever looked that good
in the first place.
What's the gun for, John?
GINA: What's happening?
HUMANZ BROTHER: Shh. Shh.
Really, you're scaring me.
What's the gun for?
I can't stop. I can't stop.
It isn't--
- Stop what? What did they do to you?
- I can't...
- God--
- Stop it. You're scaring me now.
- Stop it.
- I'm sorry, Scotch.
[KABLE GASPING]
No. John, don't. Stop.
[GUNSHOT]
[KABLE GASPING]
Not the best commercial
for Ken Castle.
TRACE:
He made him do it.
- Castle made him do it.
HUMANZ BROTHER: It was a test.
- Cha-ching.
- Excuse me, media whore.
This isn't just a story. The whole world
is splitting down the middle.
Everyone's gonna have
to take a side.
- Even scavengers like you.
- Um-
It's you.
- I missed you so much.
- You're the reason I held on.
I love you.
KABLE:
Where's our daughter?
- I couldn't stop them.
- Come on, babe.
Nobody could.
The foster parent paid good money
to remain anonymous.
But there's always a data trail
if you know where to look.
Where is she?
I'm sorry, Tillman. She's with Castle.
[WOMAN MOANING ON TV]
[CROWD CHATTERING]
Tillman.
That's all the story
you're gonna get.
[SCOFFS]
KEITH [OVER SPEAKER]:
Silverton, get up.
[GROANS]
What's up? What's going on, man?
KEITH:
Looks like someone up the chain...
...decided you're no longer a threat.
Okay.
[DOOR OPENS]
We'll find him.
Don't worry.
He'll come to us.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[KABLE GASPING]
Delia.
[GRUNTS]
CASTLE: Not bad for video, huh?
- What?
CASTLE: The latest and greatest.
I defy you to tell it from real life.
Can you imagine porn on this thing?
[CASTLE SNAPPING FINGERS]
[CASTLE SCATTING]
[JAZZ DRUMBEAT PLAYING]
[SINGING COLE PORTER'S
"I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN"]
[GUNFIRE]
[CONTINUES SINGING
"I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN"]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[KABLE GASPING]
You're awesome.
- Castle.
- Kable.
[IN UNISON]
I don't care about you.
You just want your little sugar pie.
I know.
So don't do anything stupid.
My house, my rules.
Come on.
I wanna show you something.
[SNIFFS]
[CASTLE SIGHS]
I wanted to thank you
for leading me to them, by the way.
The Humanz's cell, that is.
Sooner or later, they'd be whistling
my tune just like everybody else.
Meantime, it was that cracker program
that got my attention.
That was a genuine nuisance.
No doubt about it.
One thing even they didn't know,
though. I'm wired too.
I replaced 98 percent of my own
noodle with nano tissue years ago.
But mine's different.
It's built to send.
[MIMICS SATELLITE SIGNAL
BLEEPING]
To transmit. Whereas every other
nano cell that I put out there...
...including the ones
in your head, Kable...
...are designed to receive.
I think it and you do it.
[LAUGHING]
We're talking every Slayer,
everyone in Society City.
I believe your better half
would fall under that category.
Provided they're within range
of my transmitters.
Very nice, Castle.
So you got an army of psychotics
and deviants to dance around for you.
You're thinking small, Kable.
But not as small as me, heh.
See, nano cells are real small.
A thousand times smaller
than these dust particulates.
[CASTLE INHALES]
You inhale it,
they go to work replicating...
...spreading like a virus,
multiplying in exponentials.
Six months time, I could have a
hundred million people converted.
Ditch diggers, porn stars
and presidents.
Not one would be the wiser.
A hundred million people
who buy what I want them to buy...
...and vote
how I want them to vote...
...and do pretty much damn well
anything I figure they ought to do.
For instance.
[GRUNTING]
[YELLS]
[KABLE GASPING]
[CASTLE LAUGHS]
You should have let him
fight for himself.
- Maybe he would have had a shot.
- You're missing the point.
No, I get it. You're pulling
all the strings around here.
Which makes my next move
pretty stupid.
[KABLE GRUNTING]
I neglected to mention...
...my smart boys reversed that crack
the Humanz worked.
Easy-breezy
once I had access to their drives.
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
You're mine, boy.
You're mine, boy. You're mine, boy.
[KABLE GRUNTING]
[GASPING]
Come on.
Let's boogie-woogie rock and roll!
Whoop. Whoop. Ha-ha-ha.
The biggest, baddest Slayer in the
game doesn't seem like much. Ha, ha.
[GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS]
OW.
Whoa.
Lucky shot.
[GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS]
Not really.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
[LAUGHS]
I need an audience, boys.
[DOOR OPENS]
[KABLE GASPING]
No, no, no, you crawl.
On your belly like a toad.
Is this bad? I'm really bad. Ha.
Is this bad? I'm really bad. Ha.
That's sweet.
All right, boys, you ready?
It's time for a true test.
Just like last time. Remember?
You're stronger now.
More fight in you...
...but I think the end result
will be just about the same.
No.
[WHISPERING]
I am right here with you.
What the hell was that?
Someone on the outside
is sending him commands.
We're being broadcast live.
Well, jam the signal.
Jam the signal.
You goddamn retards!
Working on it.
When I think it, you fucking do it.
[BOTH GASPING]
Look at this knife.
Imagine me sticking it into your gut.
Think about it.
Make it real.
[CHUCKLES]
[GROANING]
Oops.
[GASPING]
Yes. Yes. Yeah.
[ALL CHEERING
AND APPLAUDING]
- Are you okay?
- Are you my daddy, Tillman?
I'm your daddy.
[KABLE SIGHS]
Wait.
- Shut it off.
- Pardon?
The nanex.
It means nothing to you.
It's just a mouse click.
Set us free.
[COMPUTER POWERING DOWN]
Well played, Kable.
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SHOUTS]
MAN:
You fucking tea-bagged him!
[GUNSHOT THEN MAN GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[WHISPERING]
Turn me around.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[GUNFIRE]
[BEEPING]
[GROANING]
Good run, Kable.
- My name's Tillman.
MAN 1: Whatever your name is...
...you got to the save point fast.
MAN 2: Who the fuck cares?
- No one's getting out of here alive.
- I am. I'm gonna make it out.
Sure you will.
They say you got three battles left
before you get out.
PRODUCER: Bob, heh.
- Yep.
Bob. All right,
let me handle this. Bob.
- Do we have the interview or don't we?
- Yes. We are cunt-hair close.
I'm not gonna blow
the Three Asian War for "Close."
With all due respect, Bob,
nobody cares about dead Orientals.
- They care about Ken Castle.
- Can I hear from Gina, please?
[GINA SIGHS]
Okay, Bob.
Ugh, Bob.
Are you aware Castle has clocked
exactly one media appearance?
And that was Walters' last interview
before she died nine years ago.
Stop menstruating and
just tell me whether we fucking have it.
We fucking...
-...have it.
- Good.
Palindromes.
Okay, focus. Um, let's get lunch.
- Iranian, sushi or Mexican?
- Uh, no, uh, burger-chili-fry.
- I could freak a burger.
- Let's do it.
[GINA SIGHS]
We live in society.
We visit "Society."
I mean, which one's--
Which one's more real, really?
I mean, which one's really real?
You know what I mean?
ANNOUNCER: You're watching
Gina Parker Smith...
...a live
Worldlink Tonight exclusive.
This motherfucker is off the charts.
- He could buy the network.
- Yeah, why would he?
Son of a bitch pulls in 650 million
pay-per-views for a single broadcast.
PRODUCER: Going live.
Five, four, three, two, one.
GINA:
First, there was "Society"...
...the ultimate SIM environment...
...where players don't control
virtual animated characters...
...but actual living,
breathing human beings.
They walked them.
They talked them.
They juiced them.
They rocked them.
Rickedy-dickedy-doo.
We had that on T-shirts
back in 2010.
GINA: The creation of reclusive
genius Ken Castle--
[IN DEEP VOICE]
Who is Ken Castle?
GINA: --"Society" took the world
by storm...
...becoming the number one
guilty pleasure of billions.
[IN NORMAL VOICE]
You can get paid to be controlled.
Or you can pay to control.
GINA: Generating one of the world's
largest private fortunes...
...surpassing Bill Gates
practically overnight.
[LAUGHS]
GINA: Nine months ago,
Castle unveiled a new simulation...
...one that would take gaming to
new heights of thrilling excess...
...and controversy.
[NARRATOR READS
ON-SCREEN TEXT]
GINA:
"Slayers."
If "Society" let us
live through others...
..."Slayers" would let us
die through others.
"Slayers" gives the gamer
full control...
...of a flesh-and-blood human being
in full-scale...
...kill-or-be-killed combat.
And when we say
"flesh and blood"...
...we mean flesh and blood.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
-"Slayers."
-[IN DEEP VOICE] "Slayers." Heh, heh.
Why isn't it murder?
[IN NORMAL VOICE] When's
the last time you saw somebody...
...volunteer to be murdered?
Every last one of our Slayers...
...is a bona fide death-row inmate
offered the chance to participate...
...as an alternative to their sentence.
Stay alive for 30 sessions, get set free.
That's not a bad goddamned deal.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
Has any of these men or women
survived long enough to be set free?
I'd remind your audience
"Slayers" was put together...
...with the full cooperation of the
United States federal government...
...the revenue it produces
is responsible...
...for funding our entire prison system,
keeping the bad guys behind bars...
...and that the prop was voted for by
68 percent of the American public.
In an election tainted
by suspected digital fraud.
Let's talk about
the so-called "genericons"...
...sent into the "Slayers" environment
with pre-programmed actions...
...with no one controlling them...
...and no way to react. Their chances
of survival are next to nil.
Plenty of men and women in prison
who'd never out it as Slayers.
Shouldn't they be given the same
chance? Roll the dice for a ticket out?
Besides, they only need
to survive one session.
Right.
So, Mr. Castle,
how the hell does it work?
CASTLE:
it begins with a single nano cell...
...planted in the motor cortex
of the brain.
This cell can replicate...
...replacing the cells around it
with perfect copies.
And these copied cells contain
remote-access functionality.
Therefore, nano plus cortex
equals a nanex.
Isn't it true that every human
that undergoes this procedure...
...will have a distinct IP address...
...like a mobile device
or a notebook computer?
Similar, yeah,
but control is strictly localized...
...to the parameters
of our gaming environments.
You take "Society," for instance.
Once a cast member
has left the workplace...
...they are completely free from the
control and monitoring of their player.
-[WHISPERING] That's a relief.
- Well, to some, maybe.
To some.
Don't you suspect a good many folks
wouldn't mind a bit of control?
- Uh, uh--
- Someone else making...
...all the decisions for you.
No tough choices,
no responsibilities.
Think about it.
[IN NORMAL VOICE]
We will, Mr. Castle.
We Will.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
ANNOUNCER 1:
The Gina Parker Smith Show...
...sponsored by:
ANNOUNCER 2: "Slayers."
- A good little talk.
- Oh, shit, my pleasure.
Can I just tell you,
I cannot wait until the next "Slayers."
I mean,
Kable has been unbelievable.
His arms are just so--
Well, I know it's terrible.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
[STATIC BUZZES]
Uh, what the hell was that?
Ken Castle wants you to believe...
...that you are living in a better world.
- He's a liar. Mind control is slavery.
- Uh, Sorry. Mr. Castle...
-...we have no idea--
- Shh. Shush.
We will all be his dog
if we allow this evolution to continue.
[BELCH SOUND PLAYS
ON STEREO]
[CASTLE LAUGHS]
- That's a goddamn hoot.
- This is nuts.
The signal is generating
simultaneously from six countries.
Bypass orbital and reroute to
the backup servers please. Now.
Uh, Mr. Castle, we can't stop
every virus that sneaks in.
You might wanna let my boys
take a look at your firewall.
WOMAN: We're on it.
They'll be off the air momentarily.
I'm so sorry. I'm just-
What about you, sugar?
Wonder if I might...
...breach your firewall
one of these days?
- You're bad.
- He's good.
[GRUNTING]
PRISONER:
Hit him!
Fuck him up!
[PRISONERS GRUNTING
AND SHOUTING]
GUARD 1:
Get down!
- Everybody, get down!
GUARD 2: Get down!
Get the fuck down!
Get down. Get down.
- Open fire!
GUARD 1: Get down!
[WEAPON FIRES]
[GIRL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
MAN [WHISPERING]:
Kable.
Kable, Kable, Kable.
My name's Tillman.
Yeah, yeah, ha, ha.
Yeah, Tillsman, Tillsman.
They said your name was Tillsman.
Ha, ha.
[SNIFFS]
You're always just sitting, huh?
Always sitting and looking.
Just looking and sitting.
Just like me, man.
I keep my holes down.
You gotta keep your holes down.
Every day, a dude inevitably snaps,
breaks, starts to crack up.
You know why?
Because we don't know...
...if we're gonna live
a day or two or die.
Everybody but you. Right?
Twenty-seven battles, huh?
Three to go.
No one's ever done that.
No one's even come that close.
No one's gotten ten games
without getting their brain shot.
Everybody but Kable.
Kable, Kable.
Because he's sitting and looking,
huh, man?
You got a plan in your head.
You got a mission.
You never break, you never snap.
Never say shit, either.
But you take care of your business,
don't you?
Niggas could get spooked
by that kind of single-mindedness...
...you know what I mean
because you spooky.
You spook me.
What you in for, huh?
[SIREN WAILING]
[CROWD MURMURING]
[DOOR OPENS]
WOMAN [WHISPERING]:
You wanna get back to them.
It's all you think about.
It's the only thing
that keeps you alive.
[WHISPERING]
Who's talking?
WOMAN:
Sign it.
KABLE: What?
WOMAN: Sign it.
Please, Tillman. My son, David.
He's your biggest fan.
He prays for you.
I need to prove it's authentic.
Makes it worth more.
Why would
anyone want my name?
WOMAN: You don't know
what's going on out there, do you?
[ALARM BUZZES]
MAN [OVER PA]: Medical
personnel to Central Processing.
WOMAN: Gotta go.
- No, wait.
How did you get this picture?
Have you seen them?
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[LAUGHS]
Hey.
- Hi.
- Hi.
So, what's your damage?
You know, just hanging out,
looking to meet people.
--To meet people.
Lucky you. You met me.
[LAUGHING]
I'm Nika.
I'm Dale. I like your fur.
DALE:
I like your fur.
Do you wanna go somewhere?
You wanna go somewhere?
- We are somewhere.
DALE: We are somewhere.
[DALE MOANING]
[MOANING]
[SCREAMS]
HUMANZ BROTHER: Ken Castle is a liar.
He's a liar. We will all be his dog.
Fuck!
WOMAN [ON TV]: A new video prank...
...by the subversive group Humanz
caused a nationwide stir today.
All contact between Society City...
...and three quarter
of a million players...
...was down for three hours...
...while Castle technicians worked
to remove what they described...
...as a "satellite infection."
MAN:
These pranks, at first...
...attributed to rogue
isolated hackers...
...are now suspected to be...
...the work of an elaborate
and sophisticated network...
...of programming cells...
- ...spread across countries.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Experts estimate
the service interruption...
...will end up costing
Castle billions in lost revenue.
MAN:
Don't cry for Castle.
He can cover this with
the change in his couch cushions.
WOMAN: Hmm. On a personal note,
that shit was fucked up.
Yeah, it was.
I literally pissed myself.
Oh, sounds like fun.
MAN: Seriously,
these Humanz cocksuckers...
...they're out of control.
SANDRA: Sandra.
KABLE: Quiet.
My name's Sandra.
KABLE:
Stop talking.
[SANDRA GRUNTS]
[SANDRA SPITTING]
[ALL PANTING]
[ALARM BUZZES]
[BEEPS THEN GUN COCKS]
[PROPELLER WHIRRING]
[GUNFIRE]
[MEN SCREAMING]
[GUNFIRE]
[PANTING]
[SCREAMING]
SIMON:
Can't say I didn't try.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
[CHEERING]
Fuck,yeah!
[MAN COUGHING]
We're all gonna die, ha, ha.
[LAUGHING]
[SOBBING]
Oh, my God.
Let me out of here!
I'm not supposed to be in here!
Who are they?
Who the fuck are they?
Who the fuck is playing us, man?
SIMON:
Shut up, fish.
Gay. Gay, gay.
Retardedly gay.
Hmm. Swarmers.
COMPUTER:
The latest innovation from Browning.
This self-detonating cartridge...
...offers the widest, deadliest spray
available from a full-tracking...
- ...cornering ordnance.
- Daddy like.
FANGIRL: Simon!
- Ugh, Fangirl, stop hacking me.
You're gonna
get my boyfriend killed...
...before he can get out of jail
and fill me up with hot seed.
WOMAN:
Simon, I just wanna play you.
- Forget about that star-fucker.
- Shut up, bitch!
So when am I gonna
get to meet you for, like, reals?
What's that? Aah.
Ah.
- Aah.
What's up, loser? Mom says
go to college, move the fuck out...
...and, oh, yeah, you're
a sick retard. You're pathetic.
- You smell like Jeffrey Dahmer.
- Wanna make out?
You wish.
Can't wait till they cut you off.
- Eat balls, bitch.
WOMEN [IN UNISON]: Simon?
- Maybe.
- Oh, my God! It's really you!
- Nice.
- Do you wanna see our tits, Simon?
Yes. Yes, I do.
WOMAN 1: Hmm, now that
we have your attention...
...here's an offer
that you can't refuse.
SIMON: Oh, here we go.
-50 million Euros...
...for control of Kable.
Instant transfer
to the account of your choice.
Kable's not for sale. Thank you.
- Baby, make it 100.
- It's been real.
[STATIC BUZZING]
What the fuck?
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNFIRE]
WOMAN: If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
If you wanna talk to Kable,
we can show you how.
Look at it. The new face of "Slayers."
Pure, crystallized horror...
...two stories high,
and bathed in bloody red.
- He is what they want.
- They love Kable.
They do now, heh.
But when they watch their hero die
right in front of their eyeballs...
...so sharp and vivid...
...it feels like you could reach out
and touch the wet flesh...
...they're gonna change
their point of view.
They'll be seduced by the power,
the violence, the dominance.
- It's human nature.
- Kable's made it through 28 battles.
Every player in the game
is trying to take him out.
Yeah, Kable's a perfect soldier.
He's a tactical killing computer.
His only vulnerability
is the nanex itself, the ping.
The delay between
Simon's commands...
...and Kable's ability to execute.
MAN: So why should this
one be any different?
Who controls him?
No one.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[SCREAMING]
Get it out of me!
- What the hell happened to this one?
- Look like he escaped.
[GUARD SCOFFS]
GUARD: All right, girls.
Back to your Jazzercise.
[GRUNTS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[WHISPERING] That's Hackman.
Hackman. Hackman-Nackman.
[IN NORMAL VOICE] He killed a whole
mess of people. All kinds of people.
And then one day,
he just walks up and turns himself in.
It's like he wants to be inside
or some crazy shit like that.
You know what I'm saying?
There's always
gonna be Slayers, man...
...as long as motherfuckers like that
running around killing himself--
Kable. Let's go. Upgrades.
Come on.
- Why don't you upgrade a brother?
- Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Shut the fuck up?
Fucking shut the fuck up.
[GUNFIRE]
[GUNSHOT]
GUARD: Who aims?
- What?
Who aims?
The player or the Slayer?
KABLE:
I'm the hand.
Someone somewhere else is the eye.
That's tripped out, man.
Sometimes,
they take over completely.
They...
...move you around like a robot.
But that don't work so good.
- Why?
- The delay.
Yeah, the ping.
They talk about that.
About how long it takes the Slayer
to respond to the command.
Whatever they call it...
...a slice of a second out there...
...is the difference
between living and dying.
When that trigger pulls...
...it's just me.
HACKMAN:
Hey, Kable.
Look.
I just killed someone.
This is the blood.
Look.
He's back here. Wanna see?
KABLE: You know,
your head ain't on straight.
[GRUNTS]
HACKMAN:
I'm gonna kill you too on Sunday.
Yeah, probably.
HACKMAN:
That's why they put me here.
I've got no strings.
[SINGING]
I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me
You got two whores, Kable.
- The fuck you say?
- On the outside.
I'm sorry. I meant your pretty girls.
So you wanna get back to them.
But I'm gonna visit them first.
All right.
SIMON:
Kable.
Kable, dude. It's me.
- It's me.
- Who?
Simon. I'm playing you.
- How come I can hear you?
- Well, it's a mod.
- Gamers can't talk to cons.
SIMON: I know.
It's fucking unbelievable.
This is amazing.
[GUNFIRE]
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVS]
[GUNFIRE]
SIMON: It's cool, yeah?
KABLE: No, it's not cool.
Pay attention to the fucking game.
[GUNFIRE]
SIMON:
All right, I got it, I got it.
- What are you, 12?
- I'm 17, actually. Thank you.
[GROANS]
This is unbelievable.
How am I not dead yet?
Because I'm a badass motherfucker.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[PANTING]
Shit.
I'm making my cut, gonna scatter.
Freek, you shouldn't be here.
I wanna put down. I wanna work.
I wanna rock.
I'm gonna make it. I'm going.
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTS]
SIMON: Gibs.
- What?
Like "giblets." Uh, Kibbles 'n Bits.
- Chunks. Pieces everywhere.
- These are real humans, fucker.
[CYCLIST SHOUTS]
SIMON:
Death row psychos. So What?
They had it coming anyway, right?
[MAN SHOUTS]
KABLE: I guess that goes for me too.
SIMON: Yeah, but you're different.
Different? How?
I don't know.
Because you're my psycho.
Damn, new area.
Think about it, Kable. All the shit
we've been through together.
What an epic run, man.
It's gonna suck to see it end.
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- Well, yeah.
I get that, for you, it's different.
This way.
SIMON: There's nothing there.
- Trust me, kid.
It's a restricted area.
It's beyond the borders of the game.
I couldn't put you there
even if I tried.
COMPUTER:
Warning. Access denied.
SIMON:
Shit.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
Oh.
[GROANS]
Bye, Kable.
[GUN POWERING DOWN]
[ALARM BLARES]
[GRUNTING]
GUARD 1:
Get him, get him.
GUARD 2:
Come on, come on.
[HACKMAN SHOUTING]
Kid's gonna get me killed.
Dude, I'm right here, man.
I can hear you.
Listen to me.
I don't know who's behind it or why,
but I was supposed to die tonight.
They're gunning for us.
Now, I can beat them.
But not with you controlling me.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Turn me loose, kid.
- You wanna win, turn me loose.
SIMON: I can't.
Find a way.
Bastard.
So, Miss Roth, it says you're applying
for custody of your daughter.
Delia. Her name is Delia.
Spouse incarcerated,
life without possibility of parole.
You use your maiden name?
Uh-huh, um-
My husband, he's...
It's not entirely true,
regarding his sentence.
In fact,
he's due to be released soon.
Miss Roth,
your husband was charged and...
[LAUGHS]
He was charged and convicted
of first-degree murder.
I hardly consider his release,
if it were to happen at all--
I don't think
that'd be a good thing.
[CLEARS THROAT]
So it says you're an actor?
I don't know
that I've seen you in anything.
I work in "Society."
It's a job.
Miss Roth, your child has been
exceedingly well-placed.
The family is wealthy. She will never
want for anything. I can understand...
...that you love your daughter,
probably very much...
...but do you really think
that she would be better off with...
...people like you?
Yes, I do.
I'm her mother.
[SIGHS]
We will give your application
all the consideration it merits.
[BUZZER BUZZES]
- You like the software?
- Software?
- The walkie-talkie, player.
- No shit.
You're the guy from the TV,
the Humanz.
That's right, baby. You think about
what the brother said?
To what brother
do you refer, brother?
Kable wants the freedom to ass-kick,
do shit his way.
- You gonna give it to him?
- You were listening?
We see and hear everything.
Everything that goes on
inside the so-called game.
All right, then.
Kable said we got lucky.
They were gunning for us.
What's that about?
Kable got a past.
He knows things.
He knows things,
things he don't even know he knows.
What things?
Things that Castle's afraid of.
As long as your boy
stays on the inside...
...Castle knows
he can keep him quiet.
But if he ever got out?
Mm-mm.
Castle would never let that happen.
There's one battle left.
I think I can handle my own business.
Thank you very much.
You're not hearing me.
This is not something you can control.
This is not something
you can control.
They're gonna kill his ass, Simon.
In the eyes of the world,
and then what?
You just another poor,
little, rich honky.
Poor, little, rich honky.
Poor, little, rich honky.
No Kable, no pussy, no shit.
Look, man, this...
This is too heavy.
I don't even know what the hell
you're talking about. I just play games.
Games.
- That's right. It is a game.
- You wanna win it, don't you?
- Yeah, I intend to.
Then you need to cut your strings,
puppet master.
Imagine a Slayer that don't got to wait
to be told what to do.
No ping, you dig?
- That would be cheating.
- A mod. That's all it would be.
You know why?
Because the game's gotta evolve.
- You feel me?
- I do.
- I do feel you, my giant brother.
- Well, then, let's rock, baby.
WOMAN [WHISPERING]:
Tillman.
We know you talked to him.
Your player.
-[WHISPERING] Who are you?
- A friend.
I don't have any.
Listen to me.
Simon's going to give you what
you want, what you asked him for.
How do you know that?
I know something else.
Whether or not he's controlling you,
you will never reach the save point.
Castle won't allow it.
- We'll see.
- No. You have to escape.
Your wife and your daughter
need you, Tillman.
If you wanna see the people
in the picture...
...you'll have to find another way.
- I need you to get me something.
- What, Tillman?
Drunk.
MAN [OVER SPEAKER]: What have we got there?
Kable, what the hell is that?
Put it down.
Put it down!
Fuckface,
throw the bottle in the trash.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[KABLE PANTING]
[KABLE GRUNTING]
SIMON: Oh, I see it was
a great idea turning you loose.
[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTING]
KABLE: What happened?
SIMON: You happened.
You wanted control. You got it.
[GUNFIRE]
What's the matter with you, Kable?
Kill something.
[GUNFIRE]
This is unbelievable.
Kable, listen.
This is the last game.
You're gonna end up dead.
I'm gonna look like a total asshole
if you don't pull your balls together.
Damn it!
[PANTING]
[METAL CLANGS]
Kable, what the hell are you doing?
Oh, what the hell?
That's just gross, bro.
[URINE SPLASHING]
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
Oh.
[GUNFIRE]
[ENGINE REVS]
SIMON:
Go, go, go--
Anything else,
you fucking cheerleader?
[HACKMAN SHOUTS]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
Motherfucker!
Kable, please. Please, I beg you,
get back in the game.
You're screwing my ass here.
COMPUTER: This is a restricted area.
Return to the battle zone.
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
I'm dead.
[GRUNTS]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
[PANTING]
[GASPING AND CHATTERING]
What the fuck just happened?
Initial reports are that Kable...
...the most recognizable face of the
"Slayers" phenomenon...
...next to Ken Castle himself,
is officially listed as "fragged."
Just one session away
from being the first Slayer ever...
...to win a full pardon and release.
In a netcast
plagued by technical difficulties...
...and dead spots...
...the report
could not be confirmed.
However, Kable, born John Tillman
of Albany, New York...
...and convicted of murder
just four years ago...
...has been removed
from "Slayers" rosters...
...and upcoming events listings.
His player,
megastar Simon Silverton...
...could not be reached
for comment.
Uh-oh.
You have a question?
Tillman left a wife
on the outside, right?
- Tillman? Yeah.
- Find her.
NIKA:
Ooh.
[GORGE CHUCKLES]
COMPUTER:
Link activated.
[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
TRACE:
She's not home.
But Castle's personal security
will be soon enough...
...and trust me,
you don't wanna meet them.
- Who are you?
- You asked me that once before.
Your voice...
You know, you should really come
with me.
Like now.
[PROPELLER WHIRRING]
[CROWD YELLING]
[SOUND EFFECTS BEEPING
ON CONSOLE]
HUMANZ BROTHER:
That's why you're a fool.
That's what I'm talking about.
Who's that?
MAN: Would you stop it
with that freaky off-the-rails shit?
HUMANZ BROTHER: Come on, man.
That's why it's a game of deception.
Yeah. Ooh! Ha, ha.
That's bullshit, man.
You know that's bullshit.
You're the ones who broke me out?
- We only freed your mind.
- And your ass followed.
Holy shit, puppy.
You made it. You're really here.
Ahem, Kable.
You're great.
- You got questions.
- A few.
So she took my blood. Why?
MAN:
The nanex.
It modifies the actual cell structure
of your brain.
We can crack it,
but it's not a one-Size-fits-all.
We need your DNA
so that we can generate custom code.
- All right. Then why me?
Because Castle's afraid of you.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Ain't just the game.
Every day there's more people...
...wanna be a part of Castle's world,
throwing away everything human.
Right now, it's the desperate ones.
Convicts, addicts, the sick, the poor,
the ones that fall through the cracks.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Prison system's out of control...
...set to bankrupt
the whole damn U.S.A.
Then Castle rides in
on a white horse.
Says he has a plan to bail us out
and we just fall in line?
Health care is collapsing.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
He's pushing for total control...
...over genetic disease.
Birth defect's no longer an issue.
All we do is exchange cells
for ones he gives us.
TRACE: Promise of a longer life
and a fatter wallet.
- You think people will refuse?
- Fuck,no.
HUMANZ BROTHER:
Then the next thing you know...
...we're all slaves.
I can't help you.
Tillman, we know where she is.
[CHATTERING]
[TRANCE MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]
[ALL CHATTERING
AND LAUGHING]
WOMAN:
Use your tongue.
[WOMAN MOANING]
[LAUGHING]
Hi, Nika.
[GORGE CHUCKLES]
Oh, hi. Rick Rape, right?
Rick Rape, right?
I thought you weren't
allowed here anymore.
[LAUGHING]
That was last month.
I was a bad boy.
[YAWNS]
Are you still a bad boy?
Are you still a bad boy?
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
ELEVATOR:
Going down.
[BEEPING]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
- Please don't kill me.
- Please don't kill me.
No.
- I'll do anything.
- No, don't say that.
Don't say that.
No. No, stop. Baby, stop. Stop.
Goddamn it, you in there
controlling her, let her talk.
I can't. She has to say
what I tell her.
No, you can hear me.
I know you can.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- I love you--
- Shut up!
You say anything else
and I will find you...
...I will rip you to fucking pieces,
you understand?
I'm getting you out of here.
I'm gonna take you someplace
where they can turn it off, the program.
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
Hi, Kable.
[GRUNTING]
Look at me, bitch.
Anybody in there?
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
[ELEVATOR DOOR CLOSES]
-[WHISPERING] Go on.
-[WHISPERING] Do it.
[KNIFE SLASHES]
[THUDS]
[MAN GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[WHIMPERS]
ELEVATOR:
Lobby.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[MAN GRUNTS]
Where the fuck do we go?
[GASPS]
[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING
ON STEREO]
[CROWD CHEERING]
[WOMEN MOANING]
KABLE:
Laser? Get down.
[GUNFIRE
AND WOMEN GRUNTING]
[MAN LAUGHING]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[GUNFIRE]
[WOMAN GRUNTS]
[WOMAN SHRIEKS]
I can get you out of here.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
Oh, shit. I can't believe it's you.
This is--
Listen. Tillman, you can trust me.
I swear.
[PANTING]
If not...
-...you're dead.
- Okay, faster, faster.
KEITH:
Guess you remember that day, huh?
You'd just gotten Kable through
his 10th consecutive session alive.
No one ever thought
an i-Con could last that long.
Pretty hot shit, aren't you?
King player.
- Good times.
- Sure, on the outside.
Now, look at these.
That's what it's like inside.
Wonder how long you would last
on the other side of the screen.
You know, Simon,
you're being held here today...
...suspected in aiding in the
escape of a convicted murderer...
...from a maximum
security penitentiary.
Heh, the charges
are beyond serious.
[KEITH CHUCKLES]
Your hard drives have been seized.
Forensics is decrypting
the contents as we speak.
Your Internet activity over the last
10 years is being scrutinized...
...and cataloged...
...in minute vivid detail.
In addition, your father's
bank accounts have been frozen...
...pending further investigation.
After all, it was essentially his money
that funded Mr. Tillman's escape.
Now, I need you to tell me...
...everything that happened
leading up to yesterday afternoon.
Everybody you talked to.
Everything you saw.
Everything you did.
And I need you to tell me that
right now.
Yeah, um...
...I'm gonna need something too.
Oh, really?
And what might that be?
Could you guys do a sandwich...
...like peanut butter,
almond butter, walnut butter...
...uh, pecan butter,
pistachio butter, um...
...pretty much any kind of,
you know, nut butter.
With some grape jelly.
Pistachio butter.
- They make that?
- It's awesome.
KABLE:
Now what?
Now we put the DNA into the soup,
light it up, extract it...
...feed my girl's sequence
into the code and we are good to go.
- It's an anti-spyware program.
MAN: Basically.
We can't quarantine
the foreign cells, per Se...
...but we can disable their ability
to transmit and receive.
Fuck that.
I'd make you cut it out of me.
That'd be cutting out
part of your brain.
The nano cells replace
the cells they replicate.
They become you.
We're gonna have to keep her
sedated until we can kill the link.
Otherwise she's broadcasting
everything she sees or hears.
Thirty minutes. You give us a robot,
we give you back a super hot human.
Tillman.
We need to talk.
- So talk.
- Come on.
They tested it on soldiers.
The first volunteer was
a Corporal Travis Scotch...
...a friend of yours, I believe.
And the second was you.
The idea was to replace your brain.
[SIGHS]
Bit by bit, cell by cell.
The new tissue would
never break down, never deteriorate.
"A new era in human longevity."
That's what they told us.
Nine weeks later, Scotch was dead.
And you were serving life
in maximum.
Castle's project was shutdown.
But the same technology
resurfaced within a year.
In a game. Castle called it "Society."
Listen, whatever happened
in that project...
...is something Castle wanted buried.
We need that shit, man.
What you saw. What you know.
- I don't know what to tell you.
- You ain't got to tell me shit.
I want you to show me.
TRACE: Okay, we're ready to rock.
Break the link in three, two, one.
[GASPS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[WHISPERING]
Who's there?
[GORGE GASPS]
What are you doing here?
- Who are you?
- Tech support.
- What are we looking at?
HUMANZ BROTHER: His memories...
...translated into
raw audio-visual data.
I read something about this.
That's not supposed
to be available for another decade.
They'll have better shit than this
at Best Buy in 18 months.
[DOOR OPENS]
Oh, Son of a bitch.
John Tillman.
Man, I never thought I would be
so happy to see your ugly face.
- Scotch.
- Scotch.
[ON COMPUTER] Man, is it me
or does this place fucking suck?
They got me hooked up
to computers five hours a day.
Feeding me vitamins and pills
and God knows what...
...giving me injections,
taking and giving me blood.
These nurses are wiping my ass.
And they're male nurses too, bro.
[CHUCKLES]
I can't believe
I let you talk me into this.
And I'm having these blackouts.
They're scaring the shit out of me.
I mean, I don't even know
how long I've been here.
[SCOTCH CHUCKLES]
Hey, man.
[ON COMPUTER]
Uh--
Are they letting you out already,
you son of a bitch?
I'm not getting out.
Okay.
John, are you good?
I'm fine.
Man, you don't look fine.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, that's okay.
It's not like you ever looked that good
in the first place.
What's the gun for, John?
GINA: What's happening?
HUMANZ BROTHER: Shh. Shh.
Really, you're scaring me.
What's the gun for?
I can't stop. I can't stop.
It isn't--
- Stop what? What did they do to you?
- I can't...
- God--
- Stop it. You're scaring me now.
- Stop it.
- I'm sorry, Scotch.
[KABLE GASPING]
No. John, don't. Stop.
[GUNSHOT]
[KABLE GASPING]
Not the best commercial
for Ken Castle.
TRACE:
He made him do it.
- Castle made him do it.
HUMANZ BROTHER: It was a test.
- Cha-ching.
- Excuse me, media whore.
This isn't just a story. The whole world
is splitting down the middle.
Everyone's gonna have
to take a side.
- Even scavengers like you.
- Um-
It's you.
- I missed you so much.
- You're the reason I held on.
I love you.
KABLE:
Where's our daughter?
- I couldn't stop them.
- Come on, babe.
Nobody could.
The foster parent paid good money
to remain anonymous.
But there's always a data trail
if you know where to look.
Where is she?
I'm sorry, Tillman. She's with Castle.
[WOMAN MOANING ON TV]
[CROWD CHATTERING]
Tillman.
That's all the story
you're gonna get.
[SCOFFS]
KEITH [OVER SPEAKER]:
Silverton, get up.
[GROANS]
What's up? What's going on, man?
KEITH:
Looks like someone up the chain...
...decided you're no longer a threat.
Okay.
[DOOR OPENS]
We'll find him.
Don't worry.
He'll come to us.
[KABLE GRUNTS]
[KABLE GASPING]
Delia.
[GRUNTS]
CASTLE: Not bad for video, huh?
- What?
CASTLE: The latest and greatest.
I defy you to tell it from real life.
Can you imagine porn on this thing?
[CASTLE SNAPPING FINGERS]
[CASTLE SCATTING]
[JAZZ DRUMBEAT PLAYING]
[SINGING COLE PORTER'S
"I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN"]
[GUNFIRE]
[CONTINUES SINGING
"I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN"]
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[KABLE GASPING]
You're awesome.
- Castle.
- Kable.
[IN UNISON]
I don't care about you.
You just want your little sugar pie.
I know.
So don't do anything stupid.
My house, my rules.
Come on.
I wanna show you something.
[SNIFFS]
[CASTLE SIGHS]
I wanted to thank you
for leading me to them, by the way.
The Humanz's cell, that is.
Sooner or later, they'd be whistling
my tune just like everybody else.
Meantime, it was that cracker program
that got my attention.
That was a genuine nuisance.
No doubt about it.
One thing even they didn't know,
though. I'm wired too.
I replaced 98 percent of my own
noodle with nano tissue years ago.
But mine's different.
It's built to send.
[MIMICS SATELLITE SIGNAL
BLEEPING]
To transmit. Whereas every other
nano cell that I put out there...
...including the ones
in your head, Kable...
...are designed to receive.
I think it and you do it.
[LAUGHING]
We're talking every Slayer,
everyone in Society City.
I believe your better half
would fall under that category.
Provided they're within range
of my transmitters.
Very nice, Castle.
So you got an army of psychotics
and deviants to dance around for you.
You're thinking small, Kable.
But not as small as me, heh.
See, nano cells are real small.
A thousand times smaller
than these dust particulates.
[CASTLE INHALES]
You inhale it,
they go to work replicating...
...spreading like a virus,
multiplying in exponentials.
Six months time, I could have a
hundred million people converted.
Ditch diggers, porn stars
and presidents.
Not one would be the wiser.
A hundred million people
who buy what I want them to buy...
...and vote
how I want them to vote...
...and do pretty much damn well
anything I figure they ought to do.
For instance.
[GRUNTING]
[YELLS]
[KABLE GASPING]
[CASTLE LAUGHS]
You should have let him
fight for himself.
- Maybe he would have had a shot.
- You're missing the point.
No, I get it. You're pulling
all the strings around here.
Which makes my next move
pretty stupid.
[KABLE GRUNTING]
I neglected to mention...
...my smart boys reversed that crack
the Humanz worked.
Easy-breezy
once I had access to their drives.
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
You're mine, boy.
You're mine, boy. You're mine, boy.
[KABLE GRUNTING]
[GASPING]
Come on.
Let's boogie-woogie rock and roll!
Whoop. Whoop. Ha-ha-ha.
The biggest, baddest Slayer in the
game doesn't seem like much. Ha, ha.
[GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS]
OW.
Whoa.
Lucky shot.
[GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS]
Not really.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
[LAUGHS]
I need an audience, boys.
[DOOR OPENS]
[KABLE GASPING]
No, no, no, you crawl.
On your belly like a toad.
Is this bad? I'm really bad. Ha.
Is this bad? I'm really bad. Ha.
That's sweet.
All right, boys, you ready?
It's time for a true test.
Just like last time. Remember?
You're stronger now.
More fight in you...
...but I think the end result
will be just about the same.
No.
[WHISPERING]
I am right here with you.
What the hell was that?
Someone on the outside
is sending him commands.
We're being broadcast live.
Well, jam the signal.
Jam the signal.
You goddamn retards!
Working on it.
When I think it, you fucking do it.
[BOTH GASPING]
Look at this knife.
Imagine me sticking it into your gut.
Think about it.
Make it real.
[CHUCKLES]
[GROANING]
Oops.
[GASPING]
Yes. Yes. Yeah.
[ALL CHEERING
AND APPLAUDING]
- Are you okay?
- Are you my daddy, Tillman?
I'm your daddy.
[KABLE SIGHS]
Wait.
- Shut it off.
- Pardon?
The nanex.
It means nothing to you.
It's just a mouse click.
Set us free.
[COMPUTER POWERING DOWN]
Well played, Kable.