Mean Guns Page #3

on the back of your card

right in front of you.

There's phones

all over this joint.

If any one of you

gets a bright idea

and tries to leave

this ballpark,

you'll be disqualified

permanently.

It's the deadliest game.

The true test of your skills,

whether real or imagined.

No more bragging,

you f***ing rats.

Motherfuckers

got to show and prove now.

Let the deadliest survive.

Questions?

What the hell

you talking about, man?

Questions?

Yeah. Is there a predetermined

length for this game?

Good question.

After 6 hours, you all die.

After all, they dedicating

this place tomorrow.

Question?

Yeah. What if we

don't want to play?

Then don't!

Any other questions?

Yes.

Where can I get this cd?

You like prado?

Yes. Makes you

want to dance.

Are there

any other questions?

Good.

All of you are more or less

professionals in here,

so I expect you to act

with some form of dignity.

We're not civilians,

so I know

you understand the world.

Life is not f***in' perfect.

What's going on?

Shut up!

I'll see you later.

Get out of me

it's going!

It's going!

It's gone!

Get her!

Go! Go!

Come on, punk.

Let's see if I'm really

as bad as I say I am.

D...

Well, that's just

too damn bad, Ricky.

No! No! No!

No! Aah!

Bobby?

Bobby?!

Bobby?!

Whoo!

I'm enjoying this!

Come on, man.

Hey, there

goes the b*tch.

Hey, man! Hey, man!

Come on, curly.

That the best you can do?

Oh, fell down!

Let me get the rules

straight.

We kill everybody else

before they kill us,

and we get $10 million dollars?

That's it 10 millions

10 millions simple enough.

Yep.

But it's only...

The last 3 alive

who get the money.

Last three, what if it's only 2?

He wasn't

that specific.

He wasn't

that specific?

Yeah, he wasn't

that specific, he didn't say.

He didn't say.

No.

Hey, Joey,

you up there?

What?

Joey?

Joey!

Aah!

I don't think

this is so damn funny.

Oslo.

You think you scare me?

I would have thrown

that knife by now.

Even when you were good,

you were sh*t.

Yeah, but I would have

thrown that knife already.

I mean,

why take the chance?

First, I want an answer.

No answers.

Nothing. Zero. Nada.

No way outta here.

No way you can

get off the hook.

Then you're no use to me.

I told you.

Don't hold the knife.

Throw the f***ing knife.

Like the old days.

Like the old days.

You be good.

You be bad.

He be uglified.

Get her!

Damn! Don't shoot!

Put the gun down.

She's with me d.

Marcus...

There's room

for all of us.

Come on, lady,

if you wanna live.

Ok, room for 3.

But you better know how

to take care of business

when the time comes,

number-cruncher.

This ain't

the junior league.

I know how

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