[ Rock music playing ]
♪ Sweet dreams
are made of these ♪
♪ Who am I to disagree?
♪ Traveled the world
♪ And the seven seas
♪ Everybody's looking
for something ♪
♪ Some of them
want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them want
to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them want to
abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them want
to be abused ♪
♪ Some of them
want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them
want to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them
want to abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them
want to be abused. ♪
[ g*nf*re ]
[ Panting ]
[ Grunts ]
Man:
he f*ckin' tea bagged him!
[ Man screams ]
[ Body thuds ]
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ Grunts ]
- [ g*nsh*t ]
- [ man grunts ]
[ Whirring ]
[ Shatters ]
Turn me around.
[ Grunts ]
- [ g*nsh*t ]
- [ man grunts ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Groaning ]
Good run, kable.
My name's tillman.
Whatever your name is,
you got to the save point fast.
Who the f*ck 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.
Bob.
Bob. All right,
let me handle this.
- Bob.
- Do we have the interview
or don't we?
Yes, we are
c**t-hair close.
Look, I'm not gonna
blow the three-asian
w*r for close.
With all due respect,
bob, nobody cares
about dead orientals.
- They care about ken castle.
- Can I hear from gina, please?
Okay, bob.
Bob, are you
aware that castle
Has clocked exactly
one media appearance date?
And that was walters' last
interview before she d*ed
- Nine f*cking years ago.
- Stop menstruating
And just tell me whether
we f*cking have it.
- We f*cking have it.
- Good.
Palindromes.
Okay, focus.
Um, let's get lunch.
- Iranian, sushi or mexican?
- No, uh, burger, chili fry?
- I could freak a burger.
- Let's do it.
We live in society.
- We visit "society."
- [ Whirring ]
I mean, which one--
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 m*therf*cker
is off the charts.
You realize he could
buy the network.
Yeah, why would he?
Son of a bitch pulls
in 650 million
Pay-per-views
for a single broadcast.
Man:
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...
[ Mocking ]
"who is ken castle?"
Gina:
..."Society" took
the world by storm,
Becoming the number-one
guilty pleasure of billions...
You can get paid
to be controlled.
Or you can pay
to control.
Gina:
...and generating
one of the world's
Largest private fortunes,
Surpassing bill gates
practically overnight.
[ Snickers ]
Gina:
nine months ago,
castle unveiled
A new simulation,
One that would take
gaming to new heights
Of thrilling excess...
And controversy.
- Announcer: "slayers."
- 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,
k*ll-or-be-k*lled combat.
And when we say
flesh and blood,
We mean flesh
and blood.
[ Applauding ]
- "Slayers."
- "Slayers."
- [ Chuckles ]
- why isn't it m*rder?
Gina, when was the last
time you saw somebody
Volunteer to be m*rder*d?
I'm sure you know that every
last one of our slayers
Is a bona fide
death-row inmate,
Each one offered
the chance to participate
As an alternative
to their sentence.
You stay alive
for 30 sessions,
you can get set free.
That's not a bad
goddamned deal.
[ Applauding ]
And has any of these men
or women actually survived
Long enough
to be set free?
Well, I'd remind
your audience that "slayers"
was put together
With the full
cooperation and approval
Of the united states
federal government;
That 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 a cock-solid
In an election tainted
by suspected digital fraud.
Let's talk
about the so-called...
Genericons sent into
the "slayers" environment
With a set
of pre-programmed actions
With no one controlling
them and no way to react.
Their chances of survival
are next to nil.
There's plenty
of men and women in prison
Who could never
cut it as slayers.
Shouldn't they be given
the same chance?
To 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 nanocell
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
i.p. 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.
Oh, well,
that's a relief.
To some, maybe.
To some.
Don't you suspect a good
many folks wouldn't mind
an itty bit of control?
- I, uh--
- someone else making
all the decisions for you?
No tough choices,
no responsibilities.
Think about it.
We will,
mr. Castle.
- We will.
- [ Applauding ]
- [ Applauding ]
- announcer: "the gina
parker smith show,"
Sponsored by "slayers."
- It was a good little talk.
- Oh, sh*t, 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.
[ Laughs ]
[ Crackling, whirring ]
What the hell is that?
Ken castle wants you
to believe that you are living
In a better, safer world.
He's a liar.
- Mind control is sl*very.
- I'm sorry, mr. Castle,
- We have no idea
where this--
- shush!
We will all be
his dog if we allow
this evolution to continue.
[ Belching, flatulence ]
[ Laughing ]
- That's a g*dd*mn hoot.
- This is nuts.
It's like the signal is
generating simultaneously
from six countries.
Bypass orbital and reroute
to the backup servers, please.
Now. Now!
Uh, mr. Castle,
We can't stop every virus
that sneaks in--
You might want to 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--
- [ sniffs ]
What about you, sugar?
Wonder if I might breach
Your firewall
one of these days?
- You're bad.
- He's good.
- [ Growling ]
- man: hit him!
f*ck him up!
Soldier:
get down!
Come on!
Get down!
Get down!
Get the f*ck down!
Get down! Get down!
- [ Prisoners shouting ]
- soldier: open fire!
[ Weapons humming ]
[ Child's voice echoing ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Voice echoing ]
kable.
Kable kable kable.
My name's tillman.
Yeah yeah.
Yeah, tillsman-tillsman.
They said your
name was tillsman.
[ 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 got to keep your holes down.
Every day a dude
inevitably snaps, breaks,
Starts to cr*ck up.
You know why?
Because we don't know
if we're gonna live
a day or two or die.
Everybody but you.
Right?
Three to go.
No one's ever done that, man.
No one's even come that close.
No one's even gotten
their brains sh*t, man.
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.
You never say sh*t either.
But you take care of your
business, don't you?
n*gg*s can get
spooked by that kind of
single-mindedness,
You know what I mean?
'Cause you spooky.
You spook me.
What you in for, huh?
[ Distant siren wailing ]
[ Hinges creaking ]
Woman:
you want to get
back to them.
It's all you think about.
It's the only thing
that keeps you alive.
Who's talking?
Woman:
sign it.
What?
Sign it.
Please, tillman.
My son david,
He's your biggest fan.
He prays for you.
[ Scribbling ]
- What--
- I need to prove
it's authentic.
Makes it worth more.
Why would anyone
want my name?
You don't even know what's
going on out there, do you?
- [ Buzzer sounds ]
- man on p.a.: All medical
personnel report
- To central processing.
- Woman: damn, gotta go.
No no no!
Wait wait wait!
How did you get this picture?
Have you seen them?
[ Pop music playing ]
[ Chattering ]
♪ Sweat, baby, sweat
♪ Baby, sex is
a texas drought ♪
♪ Me and you do
the kind of stuff ♪
♪ That only prince
would sing about ♪
♪ So put your hands
down my pants ♪
♪ And I'll bet
you'll feel nuts ♪
♪ Yes, I'm siskel,
yes, I'm ebert ♪
♪ And you're getting
two thumbs up ♪
♪ Come quicker
than fedex ♪
♪ Never reach an apex
just like coca-cola stock ♪
♪ You are inclined
to make me rise ♪
♪ An hour early just like
daylight savings time,
do it now ♪
♪ You and me, baby,
ain't nothin' but mammals ♪
♪ So let's do it
like they do ♪
♪ On the discovery channel,
do it again now ♪
♪ You and me, baby,
ain't nothin' but mammals ♪
♪ So let's do it
like they do ♪
♪ On the discovery
channel... ♪
[ Grunts ]
[ Laughing ]
Hey.
- Hi.
- Hi.
So what's your damage?
- You know,
just hanging out.
- Just hanging out.
- Looking to meet people.
- Looking to meet people.
Lucky you.
You met me.
- [ Wheezes ]
- [ laughs ]
I'm nika.
I'm dale.
- I like your fur.
- I like your fur.
Do you want
to go somewhere?
You wanna go somewhere?
- We are somewhere.
- We are somewhere.
[ Moans ]
[ Moans ]
[ Shrieking ]
Ken castle is a liar.
He's a liar.
He's a liar.
- We will all be his dog.
- f*ck!
Woman:
a new video prank by
the subversive group humanz
Caused a nationwide
stir today.
All contact between
society city
And an estimated
three-quarter of
a million players
Was shut 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...
- [ Snickers ]
- ...spread across
several countries.
Experts estimate that
the service interruption
Will end up
costing castle billions
in lost revenue.
Well, don't cry for castle.
He can cover this
With the change
in his couch cushions.
On a personal note,
that sh*t was f*cked up.
Yeah, it was.
I literally
pissed myself.
[ Groans ]
sounds like fun.
Man:
seriously, these
humanz cocksuckers--
They're out of control.
Sandra.
Quiet.
My name's sandra.
Stop talking.
[ Grunts ]
[ Spits ]
[ Panting ]
- [ Buzzer sounds ]
- [ beeps ]
[ Rattling ]
[ g*nshots ]
[ Soft music playing ]
[ Men screaming ]
[ Man grunts ]
[ Men screaming ]
Simon:
can't say I didn't try.
[ Grunts ]
[ Man screams ]
[ Groans ]
bastard!
[ Screams ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Cheering loudly ]
f*ck yeah! Yeah!
[ Laughing ]
We're all gonna die.
[ Gasping ]
oh my god.
[ Crying ]
Let me out of here!
[ Screaming ]
I'm not supposed
to be in here!
Who are they?
Who the f*ck are they?
Who the f*ck
is playing us, man?
[ High-pitched whine ]
Shut up, fish.
Gay. Gay.
Gay.
Retardedly gay.
Hmm, swarmers.
Computer:
swarmers-- the latest
innovation from browning.
This self-detonating cartridge
offers the widest
And deadliest spray available
from a full-tracking,
- Cornering ordnance.
- Daddy like.
- Simon!
- [ Groans ]
Fangirl, stop hacking me.
You suck, simon.
You're gonna get
my boyfriend k*lled
Before he can get
out of jail
And before he can fill
me up with his hot seed.
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?
- Ah!
What's up, loser?
Mom says go to college,
move the f*ck out,
And, oh yeah,
you're a sick ret*rd.
You're pathetic.
- And you smell like
jeffrey dahmer.
- Wanna make out?
You wish.
I can't wait till they
cut you off, simian.
- Eat balls, bitch.
- Girls: simon?
- Maybe.
- Oh my god.
- It's really you!
- Nice.
Do you want to see
our tits, simon?
Yes.
Yes, I do.
Mm, now that we have
your attention,
Here's an offer that
you can't refuse.
- 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.
[ Buzzing, whirring ]
What the f*ck?
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ g*nsh*t ]
Woman:
if you want to talk to kable,
we can show you how.
If you want to talk to kable,
we can show you how.
If you want to 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.
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 v*olence,
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
k*lling computer.
His only vulnerability
is the nanex itself--
The ping.
The delay between
simon's commands
And kable's ability
to execute.
So why should this one
be any different?
Who controls him?
No one.
[ Growling ]
[ Screaming ]
Get it out of me!
[ Cell slam ]
What the hell happened
to this one?
Looks like he escaped.
[ Laughs ]
All right, girls,
Back to your jazzercise.
[ Neck cracking ]
That's hackman,
hackman, hackman.
They say he k*lled
a whole mess of people, man.
k*lled himself
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 sh*t like that.
You know what I'm saying?
There's always gonna be
all kinds of slayers, man,
As long as they got
m*therf*ckers like that
Running around k*lling
himself all kinds of kinds--
Kable! Let's go.
Upgrades, come on.
Why don't you upgrade
a brother, man?
Why don't you
shut the f*ck up?
You shut the f*ck up.
You shut the f*ck up.
f*cking shut the f*ck up.
[ Explosions ]
[ Beeping, whirring ]
- Who aims?
- What?
Who aims?
The player or the slayer?
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,
The slice of a second
out there...
Is the difference
between living and dying.
When that trigger pulls...
[ g*nshots ]
...it's just me.
Hey, kable.
Look...
I just k*lled someone.
This is the blood.
Look.
He's back here.
Want to see?
You know, your head
ain't on straight.
[ Neck cracks ]
[ Groans ]
I'm gonna k*ll you too...
On sunday.
- Yeah, probably.
- That's why they put me here.
I've got no strings.
♪ 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 f*ck you say?
- On the outside.
I'm sorry.
I meant your
pretty girls.
So you want
to get back to 'em.
But I'm gonna
visit 'em first.
[ Beeping ]
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.
I know.
It's f*cking unbelievable.
This is amazing.
[ g*nf*re ]
- It's cool, yeah?
- No, it's not cool.
Pay attention
to the f*cking game.
Simon:
all right, all right.
I got it, I got it.
- What are you, 12?
- I'm 17 actually.
Thank you.
[ Screams ]
This is unbelievable.
How am I not dead yet?
'Cause I'm a badass
m*therf*cker.
[ Man groans ]
sh*t.
I'm making my cut,
gonna scatter.
Freek!
You shouldn't be here!
Yeah.
I want to put down.
I want to rock.
I'm gonna make it.
[ g*nshots ]
- [ Gasps ]
- [ g*nshots ]
- Gibs.
- What?
Like giblets.
Uh, kibbles and bits.
Chunks--
pieces everywhere.
These are real
humans, you fucker!
[ Man screaming ]
[ Cheering ]
Simon:
death-row psychos.
So what?
- They had it coming
anyway, right?
- [ Screams ]
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 sh*t we've
been through together.
What an epic run, man.
It's gonna suck
to see it end.
Are you f*cking
kidding me?
Well, yeah. I get that
for you it's different.
This way.
- 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.
Woman's voice:
warning, access denied.
[ g*nf*re ]
Simon:
sh*t. sh*t!
[ Grunting ]
Oh.
Bye, kable.
[ Beeps ]
[ Buzzer sounds ]
[ Grunting ]
- Soldier: come on!
- [ Screaming ]
Kid's gonna get me k*lled.
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 b*at them...
But not with
you controlling me.
What the hell
are you talking about?
Turn me loose, kid.
You want to 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 con--
[ Laughs ]
He was charged and convicted
of first-degree m*rder.
I hardly consider
His release, if it were
to happen at all--
I don't think that'd
be a good thing.
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 new family
is very wealthy.
She will never
want for anything.
Now 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 sounds ]
- You like the software?
- Software?
The walkie-talkie, playa.
No sh*t.
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 sh*t 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,
that they were gunning for us.
- What's that all about?
- Kable got a past.
He knows things.
He knows things--
Things he don't
even know he knows.
- Huh? 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
bidness, thank you very much.
You're not hearing me.
This is not something
you can control.
This is not something
you can control.
They gonna k*ll
his ass, simon,
In the eyes of the world,
and then what-- what?
You just another
poor little rich h*nky.
Poor little rich h*nky.
Poor little rich h*nky.
No kable,
no p*ssy, no sh*t.
Look, man, this--
this is too heavy.
I don't even know what the hell
you're talking about.
I just play games, man.
Games.
That's right, it is a game.
You want to 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 got
to evolve.
You feel me?
I do.
I do feel you,
my giant brother.
Well, then
let's rock, baby.
Woman:
tillman.
We know you
talked to him--
Your player.
- Who are you?
- Woman: 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 want to get out
and see the people
in the picture,
You'll have
to find another way.
I need you
to get me something.
What, tillman?
Drunk.
Man:
what have you got there?
Kable, what the hell
is that?
Put it down.
Put it down!
Fuckface, throw
the bottle in the trash!
[ Shatters ]
[ Panting ]
Simon:
oh, I see it was a great
idea turning you loose.
- Kable: what happened?
- You happened.
You wanted control.
You got it.
[ Screams ]
- [ g*nf*re ]
- [ screams ]
What's the matter with you,
kable? k*ll something!
This is unbelievable.
Kable, listen.
This is the last game.
You're gonna end up dead
and I'm gonna look
Like a total assh*le
If you don't pull your
balls together, man!
[ g*nf*re ]
Simon:
damn it!
[ Panting ]
Kable, what the hell
are you doing?
Oh, what the hell?
That's just gross, bro.
- [ Unzips ]
- [ urinating ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Chuckles ]
Oh.
[ g*nf*re ]
[ Engine revving ]
Go go go go go go!
Anything else,
you f*cking cheerleader?
[ Yells ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Laughing ]
m*therf*cker!
Kable, please.
Please, I beg you,
get back in the game.
You're screwing
my ass here, kable.
Woman's voice:
this is a restricted area.
- Return to the battle zone.
- [ Alarm beeping ]
I'm dead.
[ Rock music playing ]
♪ Sweet dreams
are made of these ♪
♪ Who am I to disagree?
♪ Travel the world
♪ And the seven seas
♪ Everybody's looking
for something ♪
♪ Some of them
want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them want
to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them
want to abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them
♪ Want to be abused...
[ Tires squealing ]
♪ I wanna use you
♪ And abuse you
♪ I wanna know
what's inside... ♪
[ Alarm beeping ]
[ Panting ]
[ m*ssile whooshing ]
All:
huh? What?
[ Crowd chattering ]
What the f*ck
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 m*rder
just four years ago,
Has been removed
from "slayers" rosters
And upcoming
events listings.
His player, gaming
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.
- Ooh!
- [ Moans ]
Computer:
link activated.
[ Inhaling ]
[ Distant siren wailing ]
[ Men shouting ]
She's not home.
But castle's personal
security will be soon enough,
And trust me,
you don't want
to meet them.
Who are you?
You asked me that
once before.
- Your voice...
- You should really
come with me.
- [ Helicopter whirring ]
- like now!
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Buzzing, whirring ]
[ Buttons clacking ]
[ Whirring, zapping ]
Man #1:
see, that's why you a fool.
- That's what
I'm talking about.
- [ Puck clacking ]
- Exactly.
- Man #2: would you stop
it with that
Freaky off-the-rails sh*t?
Man #1:
come on, man. That's why
it's a game of deception.
Man #2:
yeah! Boom! Ha ha!
That's bullshit, man.
You know that's bullshit.
So you're the ones
who broke me out?
- We only freed your mind.
- And your ass followed.
Holy sh*t, papi.
You made it.
You're really here.
Kable...
You're great.
- You got questions.
- A few.
So she took
my blood-- why?
The nanex,
it modifies the actual
Cell structure
of your brain.
We can cr*ck it,
but it's not just
A one-size-fits-all.
We need your d.n.a.
So that we can
generate custom code.
All right.
And why me?
Because castle's
afraid of you, man.
It ain't just a game, tillman.
Every day, there's more people
Stepping forward--
want to be a part
of castle's world,
Throwing away everything
it means to be human.
Right now
it's the desperate ones--
convicts, addicts,
The sick, the poor,
the ones that fell
through the cracks.
The federal prison system
is growing 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 all out,
And we just fall in line.
The healthcare system
is collapsing.
And this time he's pushing
for total control over
genetic disease.
Birth defects no longer
an issue. All we gotta do
Is exchange our cells
for the ones he wants give us.
Promise of a longer life
and a fatter wallet.
- I mean, you think
people will refuse?
- f*ck no.
Then the next
thing you know...
We're all slaves.
I can't help you.
Tillman, we know
where she is.
- [ Chattering ]
- [ man hooting ]
[ Rock music playing ]
[ Women laughing ]
Woman:
use your tongue.
[ Moans ]
f*ck yeah!
[ Woman moans ]
[ Barks ]
[ Laughing ]
Hi, nika.
Oh, hi.
Rick r*pe, right?
I thought you
weren't allowed to
come here anymore.
[ Laughs ]
That was last month.
I was a bad boy.
- [ Snaps ]
- [ yawns ]
Are you still a bad boy?
Are you still a bad boy?
[ Elevator dings ]
[ Elevator dings ]
- [ Sniffs ]
- [ growls ]
- [ Angie grunts ]
- [ beeps ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Cracks ]
- Please don't k*ll me.
- Please don't k*ll me.
No.
No.
- I'll do anything.
- No, don't say that.
Don't say that.
No.
Baby, stop.
Stop.
God damn 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
And I will rip
you to f*cking pieces.
You understand me?
I'm getting you
out of here.
I'm gonna take you someplace
where they can turn that
off-- the program.
[ Elevator dings ]
Hi, kable.
[ g*nsh*t ]
[ Elevator dings ]
[ Groaning ]
- [ Sizzling ]
- [ grunts ]
Look at me, bitch.
Anybody in there?
[ Elevator dings ]
Computer:
going down.
Go on.
Do it.
- [ Kn*fe slices ]
- [ groans ]
[ Body thuds ]
- [ Neck snaps ]
- [ moaning ]
[ Body thuds ]
[ Whimpering ]
- Lobby.
- [ Elevator dings ]
[ Grunting ]
- [ g*nsh*t ]
- [ screaming ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Grunts ]
Where the f*ck do we go?!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Lights humming ]
[ Rave music playing ]
[ Shouting, cheering ]
[ Women moaning ]
Get down!
- [ g*nshots ]
- [ grunts ]
- Man: I f*cking
love this place, man.
- [ Laughing ]
- [ g*nshots ]
- [ woman groans ]
[ Grunts ]
- [ g*nshots ]
- [ man grunts ]
Man:
he sh*t that m*therf*cker
in the head!
Crowd:
yeah yeah yeah yeah.
[ g*nshots ]
I can get you
out of here.
Oh, sh*t.
I can't believe it's you.
This is--
Listen, tillman,
you can trust me, I swear.
If not... You're dead.
Okay, faster.
Faster.
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 sh*t,
aren't you?
King player.
- Good times.
- Sure, on the outside.
- [ Beeping ]
- now look at these.
That's what it's like
on the inside.
I 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 m*rder*r
From a maximum
security penitentiary.
The charges
are beyond serious.
[ 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 catalogued...
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'll just put
the d.n.a. 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.
Basically.
You can't quarantine
the foreign cells, per se,
But we can disable
their ability
To transmit and receive.
f*ck that. I'd make
you cut it out of me.
That would be like cutting
out part of your brain.
The nanocells replace replace
the cells they replicate.
They become you.
We're gonna have to
keep her sedated until
we can k*ll the link.
Otherwise, she's broadcasting
everything she sees or hears.
You give us a robot,
We give you back
a super-hot human.
Tillman.
We need to talk.
- So talk.
- Come on.
- [ Lights humming ]
- 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...
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.
And nine weeks later,
scotch was dead
And you were serving
life in maximum.
Castle's project
was shut down,
But the same technology
resurfaced within a year
In a game.
Castle called it "society."
Tillman, listen, man,
whatever happened
in that project,
It's something
castle wanted buried.
We need that sh*t, man,
What you saw,
what you know.
I don't know
what to tell you.
You ain't gotta
tell me sh*t.
I want you to
show me.
Trace:
okay, we're ready to rock.
Let's break the link
in three, two, one.
[ Snorts ]
[ Creaking ]
Who's there?
What are you doing here?
- Who are you?
- Tech support.
- What are we looking at?
- His memories...
Translated into raw
audio-visual data.
I read something
about this, but that tech's
Not supposed to be
available for another decade.
They'll have better
sh*t than this at best buy
in 18 months.
Oh, son of a bitch.
John tillman.
Man, I never thought
I would be so happy
to see your ugly face.
Scotch.
Scotch.
Scotch:
man, is it me, or does
this place f*cking 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.
I can't believe I let you
talk me into this.
And I'm having these,
like, blackouts.
They're scaring
the sh*t out of me.
I mean, I don't even know
how long I've been here.
Hey, man.
[ Static ]
Scotch:
are they letting
you out already,
You son of a bitch?
- I'm not getting out.
- Okay.
John, 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 g*n for, john?
- Gina: what's happening?
- Shh! Shh.
Really,
you're scaring me, man.
What's the g*n for?
I can't st--
I can't stop this.
Stop what?
What did they do to you, man?
- [ Groaning ]
- john, stop it.
You're scaring me now.
- Stop.
- I'm sorry, scotch.
John, don't.
No, john, don't.
- Stop!
- [ g*nsh*t ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Not the best commercial
for ken castle.
Trace:
he made him do it.
Castle made him do it.
- Man: it was a test.
- Cha-ching.
Excuse me, media whore,
This isn't just a story.
The whole world is
splitting down the middle.
Sooner or later, 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.
- Where's our daughter?
I couldn't stop them.
I'm sorry.
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.
[ Motorcycle revving ]
[ Crowd chattering ]
Tillman!
That's all the story
you're gonna get.
Man on p.a.:
Silverton, get up!
[ Groans ]
What's up?
What's going on, man?
Man:
looks like someone
up the chain
Decided you're
no longer a thr*at.
Computer:
you're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
You're a cheater.
We'll find him.
Don't worry.
He'll come to us.
[ Girl whispering ]
[ Whispering ]
- [ Zaps ]
- [ grunts ]
Delia.
- Castle: not bad
for video, huh?
- What?
The latest and greatest.
I defy you to tell it
from real life.
Can you imagine p*rn
on this thing?
[ Rhythmic snapping ]
[ Man scatting ]
[ Jazz playing ]
[ Man vocalizing ]
[ Lip-synching ]
♪ I've got you
♪ Under my skin
♪ I've got you
♪ Deep in the heart of me
♪ So deep in my heart
♪ That you're almost
a part of me ♪
♪ I've got you
♪ Under my skin
♪ I have tried so
♪ Not to give in
♪ I said to myself
♪ This affair
♪ Never would go
so well... ♪
- [ g*nshots ]
- ♪ but why should
I try to resist ♪
♪ When, baby,
you know so well ♪
♪ That I've got you,
got you, got you ♪
♪ Got you
under my skin? ♪
- [ Shouting ]
- ♪ I'd sacrifice anything
♪ Come what might
♪ For the sake
of having you near ♪
♪ In spite
of that crazy voice ♪
♪ That comes in the night
♪ Says these words
in my ear ♪
♪ Don't you know
♪ Little fool
♪ That you ain't
never gonna win? ♪
♪ Use your mentality
♪ Where is your reality?
♪ But each time I do
♪ Just the thought of you
♪ Makes me stop
before I begin ♪
♪ 'Cause I've got you
♪ Under my skin...
[ Grunting ]
♪ Under my skin.
- [ Panting ]
- you're awesome.
Castle.
Kable.
- I don't care about you.
- You don't care about me.
You just want your
little sugarpie, I know.
So don't do anything stupid.
My house, my rules.
Come on, I want
to show you something.
[ Sighs ]
I wanted to thank you
for leading me to them,
By the way--
the humanz's cell, that is.
Of course, sooner or later
they'd be whistling my tune
Just like everybody else.
But in the meantime,
There was that little cr*cker
program they dreamed up
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%
of my own noodle with
nano-tissue years ago.
But mine's different.
It's built to send...
[ Imitates computer beeping ]
...to transmit.
Whereas every other
Nanocell 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 into that category,
Provided they're within
range of my transmitters.
Very nice, castle.
So you've got an army
of psychotics and deviants
to dance around for you.
You're thinking
small, kable.
But not as small as me.
See, nanocells
are real small.
A thousand times smaller
than these dust particulates.
[ Inhaling ]
you inhale it,
they go to work,
Replicating,
spreading like a virus,
Multiplying in exponentials.
In six months' time, I could
have 100 million people
Converted-- ditch diggers,
p*rn stars and presidents.
Not one would be the wiser.
Buy what I want 'em to buy
And vote how
I want 'em to vote,
Do pretty much damn well
anything I figure
They ought to do.
- For instance--
- [ roaring ]
[ Grunting ]
- Oh!
- [ Bones snapping ]
[ Screaming ]
You should have let him
fight for himself.
Maybe he would've
had a sh*t.
I think you're missing
the point, my man.
No no, I get it.
You're pulling
all the strings around here.
Which makes my next
move pretty stupid!
[ Grunting ]
Neglected to mention
my smart boys
Reversed that cr*ck
the humanz worked for ya.
Easy-breezy once I had
access to their drives.
[ Whirring ]
You're mine, boy.
You're mine, boy.
You're mine, boy.
[ Grunting ]
Come on.
Let's boogie-woogie
rock and roll!
Whoop whoop!
[ Snickering ]
Biggest, baddest slayer
in the game doesn't seem
like much, does he?
Hyaa!
[ Laughing ]
ow!
Whoa! Lucky sh*t.
Ho!
[ Snickers ]
not really.
Hya!
[ Laughs ]
I need an audience, boys.
[ Doors open ]
[ Kable panting ]
No no no, you crawl...
On your belly like a toad.
Is this bad?
I'm really bad.
Is this bad?
I'm really bad.
That's sweet.
All right, boys,
you ready?
It's time for a true test.
Just like
last time, remember?
Yeah, you're stronger now,
a little more fight in you.
But I think the end result
will be just about the same.
[ Whispering ]
I am right here with you.
[ Grunts ]
- What the hell was that?
- Someone on the outside
is sending him commands.
Man:
we're being broadcast live.
Well, jam the signal!
Jam the signal,
you g*dd*mn retards!
- Working on it.
- [ Beeping ]
I think it,
You f*cking do it.
[ Grunting ]
Look at this Kn*fe.
Imagine me sticking it
into your gut.
Think about it.
- Make it real.
- [ Chuckles ]
- [ Slices ]
- [ groans ]
Oops.
[ Groans ]
[ Sighs ]
Yes! Yes! Yeah!
[ Cheering ]
Are you okay?
Are you my daddy tillman?
I'm your daddy.
Wait.
- Shut it off.
- Pardon?
The nanex.
It means nothing to you.
It's just a mouse click.
Set us free.
[ Beeping ]
Well played, kable.
[ Crying ]
Computer:
game over.
[ Rock music playing ]
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