Wrong Turn 2: Dead End Page #3

Wild animals, bacterial infection

and post-apocalyptic crazies...

are all around you,

waiting to take you down.

They're represented...

by these.

We call them "Twists" of Fate.

They are survival challenges,

and dozens of them...

are scattered

all over the playing area.

You trigger the motion sensor,

and you hear this-

Instructions on the back

explain your survival challenge.

Accomplish the challenge,

and you earn the right...

to take your radiated card

and give it to any player you choose...

and automatically survive the day.

We are going to assemble back here at 1800

hours and see who will perish in the chaos...

and who is one step closer

to $100,000.

Good luck to all of you.

Remember-

You have to work as a team

to survive the game.

But only one of you can be

the ultimate survivalist...

after the apocalypse.

- And cut! Nice work, Dale.

- All right!

I'm ready for my 15 minutes, Hollywood.

Okay, everybody.

Uh, the headsets are transmitting audio

and video back to the edit bay, so-

- So don't take them off.

- And, also, uh-

Cell phones and P.D.A.'s, etcetera-

give 'em to Neil.

He's gonna put them in the R.V.

- Have fun. I got to go take

a wicked piss, mate. - Mm-hmm.

Okay. I'm gonna follow

Elena and Jake first, as planned.

Uh, just remember, everybody-

Let's make it feel real.

Okay.

- Hey. What's up?

- I'm so gonna suck at this.

Why'd I let you talk me into it?

Mmm, because I'm irresistible?

- You're a jerk, you know?

- Gotta go.

Colonel! What happens

if we lose the elimination round?

We go back to the R.V., and you drown

your sorrows with me and Jack Daniel's...

- until the game is done.

- Oh, that sounds like fun.

But don't worry, sweetness.

I won't let you lose.

And if any of those pig-f***in'

hillbillies come around, I got your back.

Hey, bonehead!

I grew up two counties from here!

I never had sex with a pig

in my life!

You're not promotin' stereotypes,

are you, son?

Outstanding!

People in these parts might not take that

talk too well! You might wanna put a lid on it!

- Is that all right with you, funnyman?

- Ye-Yes, sir.

Uh-

Th-Th-That's cool.

You guys got the whole

"military bond" thing happenin'.

- Semper fi and sh*t.

- Yeah.

And we both hate a**holes.

Sh*t. The techies were supposed to finish

setting these up before they left.

Put your producer hat away

and get your head in the game.

I'll set these up.

I got time to kill anyway.

Thank you.

God, I wish I didn't have to do this.

Old Mikey really put you

on the spot, didn't he?

I guess he thinks it'll be entertaining

to send a city girl into the woods.

Cruel if you ask me, but don't worry.

There's something in you

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