Arena

Synopsis: David Lord finds himself forced into the savage world of a modern gladiatorial arena, where men fight to the death for the entertainment of the online masses.
Genre: Action, Thriller
Director(s): Jonah Loop
Production: Eros Entertainment
 
IMDB:
4.8
R
Year:
2011
94 min
Website
259 Views


Subtitle Rip; TheHeLL

We're dark. What the f***?

- What just happened?

- What are you looking at me for?

- I don't know.

- Come on! Do it! Fix it!

- Seriously.

- You are not doing it.

- Fix it. You're the computer whiz.

- Come on, do it!

Well, what happened?

Hong Kong server was just hacked.

Rerouting to Dubai, Iceland,

Johannesburg, Rio.

And Barcelona.

Quadruple redundancy, plus a spare.

Excellent work, my precious ones.

Okay, it's on.

Did you see that one?

Oh, my God!

- Hey! What?

- That is so gross.

- I so just came a little.

- Right, yeah.

- Dude!

- Follow him.

Closer.

Ready camera four.

Go.

- Did you see that?

- Oh, my gosh.

- Right in the back! That was fantastic.

- Right in the back, are you kidding me?

I'm not betting against Ripper anymore.

Now it gets really f***ed up.

Are you kidding me?

Like it hasn't been already?

Live or die. Live or die.

All right, kill or stay?

- Kill him. Kill him.

- Kill him.

Why not, right?

- I mean, dude, he's lost us 100 bucks.

- Let's do it.

- Kill.

- Kill, I guess.

Survey says...

Mr. Executioner, come on down!

Finish him.

Now!

He didn't even cut it off with the first one!

- He didn't even cut it off!

- God, this is so gross, you guys!

- This is so gross.

- God. It makes me giddy in my underpants.

Come on.

This isn't real, is it?

No, no, it's like the movies.

It's special effects and stuff.

Smoke and mirrors, yeah, it's...

No, no, no. No, I heard it was real.

I mean, if it was fake, it'd be on TV.

- What? You're so stupid.

- Yeah, right.

- There's no way.

- Seriously.

My brother-in-law's friend works for the FBI.

Says they're looking

for the guy that runs this thing.

Hey.

Sorry.

That's better.

How did my gallant warrior do?

Total slaughter.

No mercy given?

None taken.

What was the score?

A lot to a little.

Defensive struggle?

Always. You ready?

Yeah.

Thank you.

I was watching, to be honest.

You're gonna miss these moments.

Waves of nausea

followed by crippling cramps?

Somehow I doubt that.

Okay, but when you're 50,

don't get all teary-eyed

reminiscing about those pregnant days

and how you miss them.

You're such a man.

You think you know everything,

but you know nothing of

the inner workings of the female body.

But you still have to give your opinion.

And expect everyone to accept it as fact.

I know to bail on this conversation.

Yeah. Good thinking.

David!

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Lori.

Baby?

David, I'm sorry.

I don't speak Mexican, senorita.

No sleeping in the bar. You understand that?

Just give me another bottle of...

Whatever it is I'm drinking, okay?

Okay.

It's for you.

Where's the head at?

It's over there.

Yeah.

One more, please.

Hello.

Hey.

Where's my drink?

I don't smoke.

But you do speak French.

What happened to your face?

Life sucks. Scars happen.

You know,

this is the third bar I've seen you in.

You like to flash those big bills

or perhaps you have a Mexican death wish.

You traveling alone?

What business is it to you?

None, really.

But from what I saw in there,

I thought we could make ourselves

not so lonely.

I hope you have a nicer place

than this shithole to f*** your wife.

Not that I'm complaining.

I'm not married.

What? She leave you?

She's dead.

Then I guess she won't be missing you.

I've got something for you here.

Check him for tracking devices.

If you find anything, dump his corpse.

Make sure you're not followed.

Hello?

Hello?

Don't draw attention.

Who's there?

Over here.

Where am I?

Hell.

What is the one thing

we all have in common?

Death.

The only questions are how and when

the Grim Reaper will visit.

A problem you need not

worry about any longer.

This point forward,

your life isn't yours anymore.

It belongs to me.

You are no longer David Lord.

He ceases to exist.

Your name is Death Dealer.

You were bred to fight.

To kill.

And to die.

Who are you?

Do what you were born to do, Death Dealer,

and your demise will be one of glory.

Resist,

and I promise you pain in the likes of which

you never could conceive imaginable.

What do you want?

Help! Hello?

Somebody help me!

Let me out!

Your name is Death Dealer.

What are you doing?

You were bred to fight.

To kill. To die.

Your name is Death Dealer.

You were bred to fight.

Kill. Death Dealer. To die. To kill.

Your name is Death Dealer.

You were bred to fight.

Kill, kill, kill. Your name is... Die.

So, what do we know about him?

He's a fireman from Denver.

I thought he was a doctor.

He has a paramedic license.

He's not a doctor.

Family?

Wife, deceased.

He's a f***ing doctor.

At least the last guy she grabbed was

a competitive kendo artist.

Well, this guy is a fireman, okay?

Have you seen him? He's, like, 85 kilograms.

- 186...

- Milla.

- He'll fight.

- He's f***ing useless. He's a piece of sh*t.

It's so typical of you, Milla.

My dear Kaden.

He's been in your care for three days

and he's yet to give you the time of day.

Maybe Kaden's tired old shtick

won't break him.

I'll guarantee you

he'll respond to a little honey instead.

Dirty, f***ing whore.

He's my fighter. I recruited him.

It's my risk, my responsibility.

May I remind both of you

they are all my fighters.

And this is my world.

But you're absolutely right, Milla.

It's your risk.

It's also your ass.

Well, he'll fight and he'll win.

Do whatever it takes.

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Tony Giglio

Tony Giglio is an American film director (born June 3, 1971) from Medford, Massachusetts. He graduated from Seton Hall University in 1993 with a Bachelor of Arts degree. more…

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