Breathing Room Page #2

- So we found some

lovely parting gifts for them.

Rules are rules, my kids.

I can see that you are waiting in suspense

on my point.

Therefore, I say things clearly

and emphasize my point.

I have each been selected.

Chosen to participate

in a very unique game.

You must choose your destiny

or let anyone choose it for you.

There will be only one winner.

One winner, who gets one prize.

Namely, the most

valuable prize of all ...

LLivet.

So the question,

You must ask yourself are:

Who can you trust?

It is about killing

or even be killed.

Put the pieces together.

Good luck to you all.

- We are finished. We must all die!

- He did not say.

- What is it?

- Ndada.

We are no longer shown

such good friends, right?

What do we do now?

I think we should teach each other

little better.

I do not believe you.

But I am so schoolteacher!

I teach English

in sixth grade.

- I have a husband and three children.

- Cute story, thick.

It's true ...

I am realtor.

My husband and I drove ...

Driver fiirmaet together.

I'm drained alcoholic.

I do social work.

- For 20 years since my wife left me.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

That you should not be. It was

the best thing that could happen to me.

I am telecommunications consultant.

Most IT support,

but I also support in other ways.

What IT support

without some emotional support?

Last July phoned a guy ...

He was put through to me.

He asked for marriage counseling.

So I said:
"Chris ..."

It was his name.

I said:
"Chris ..."

No, Craig. His name was Craig.

- It is enough. Thank you.

- I said "What can I say?"

"It sounds as though

she does not love you anymore. "

- It's crazy, right?

- Harry, that's enough.

I like chocolate.

Dark chocolate.

Especially dipped in raspberry jam.

I work as a seller

for a dealer outside of DC.

- If you sell drugs?

- Got a problem?

Oh, no. All right, brother.

I'm the middle of three children.

I'm studying psychology. My parents

were divorced a short time ago.

I stand my mother almost.

- F*** you.

- My name is Charlie.

- I am Jesuit priest.

- So can I be your little choirboy.

Continue Charlie.

- It's all I have to say.

- I was born in Holland.

My family fled to America

during the war. I was eight years old then.

I met my husband when I was 14

Here you go. Roast me.

Begin by saying what you are called.

- Good. Where are you from?

- Why are you asking all the questions?

So off we light, kids.

Blackout.

Nobody panic. Just wait.

- LLee?

- Tonya, stay where you are.

What the hell?

- Oh god!

- Will someone shut his mouth on her?

Do we have any flashlights?

- What was that?

- There was someone in here.

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