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(Narrator) 'Once upon a time
in a faraway resort,

'three millionaire eccentrics
played a game for fun and sport.

'Games like tennis,
golf and cribbage

'did no longer suit their image.

'Oh, yes, in years gone by,
those games were played,

'but now the same old games
seemed dull and staid.

'So they devised another plan.

'Once a year, they got together
with their ready cash on hand

'to recruit a group of players
who'd succumb to their demand.

'So let the game begin now.

'The players ready,
our tale's begun.

'The rich arrive to start their game.

'A game for gain, for laughs,

'for fun...'

- Horace!
- Oh!

Darling! Oh!

This is wonderful, let me take a look.
You're younger than ever.

You never change!

- Good heavens!
- Let's go in.

(Conversation continues indistinctly)

Maude, these participants, those musicians
have no family ties or ties to anything?

Of course not.

Now, the two girls are deciding to take it
because they have no better offers.

But after all,
it is a chance of a lifetime.

And the others, who are they again?

For the third time, Horace,

they are two young men,
one Jonathan Walker

and the other one a Joe Coletto.

Now, there's also
a very intelligent young lady,

a law student, might I add.

- Who's she?
- Uh... Karen somebody or other.

Now, they've all thoroughly
been checked out,

including their medical histories.

Now, that was very cautious
of you, Maude.

And George, you should remember
that we almost lost a player last year,

(George) I remember.

That could've been
very embarrassing for all of us.

So... why not take precautions?

Of course, you're absolutely right.
I always say, better safe than sorry.

Last year, I felt the scavenger hunt
fell a wee bit short on excitement.

But this year should be fun.

Mm-hmm!

You know, it never fails to amaze me
what some people will do for a million dollars.

(Laughing)

- Forward!
- (Horace) Play the game!

(♪ Music playing)

(Clears throat)

(Tapping glass)

May I have your attention, please,
my young friends?

I think it's time for us
to discuss our little arrangements.

George, if you please.

Thank you, Horace.

Welcome to the Northernaire Resort,

which we like to call
our own little playground.

Although your backgrounds
are quite diverse,

and you have your own
personal reasons for being here,

you also share one million reasons
for coming up.

Now, we've learned a lot
about your lives,

but you don't know anything
about ours.

And we aim to keep it that way.

However, we will share with you

our little means of amusement,

peculiar as it might seem to you.

These guys may still have
all their screws,

but they sure aren't tight.

Basically...

you are the players
in a little game we've devised

for this year's entertainment.

We're quite proud of the creativity
that went into this.

Thanks to Maude here.

We shall be playing a game
simply called The Game of Fear.

The winner, one of you,

shall receive a grand prize

of one million dollars.

Holy shit!

A million bucks?

I can't believe it.

What do we have to do for it?

We're all gonna get this?

No, just one of you will be
the recipient of this amount.

The survivor.

Let me explain.

The survivor is defined as
one who remains on the grounds.

You see,
as the game progresses,

you'll have a great desire
to leave the island.

Now, if you do that,

you're disqualified

and cannot come back.

And just how do we play this game?

Ah! Just look into your soup bowl,
my dear.

(Screams)

You shouldn't have killed
the poor thing!

He was a little pet of ours.

Quite harmless, you know!

Yes, just a little sample
of what's to come.

This is crazy, and not that funny.

Well, for a million dollars you wouldn't
expect it to be easy, would you?

Now then...

the game will start tomorrow,

and that'll give you plenty of time
to familiarize yourself with your surroundings.

If you choose not to play the game,

why, then you have to leave...

by tomorrow noon.

Alright, just a moment.

One more thing.

You won't be seeing us anymore.

But, uh... we'll be in touch.

And we'll be watching you.

So... good night
and pleasant screams!

(Thunderclap, laughing)

You're not going swimming alone?

And why not?

I'm a big girl,
I can take care of myself.

I've been doing my ten laps
every evening since June.

God, if I would stop exercising,
my body couldn't stand it.

You're not scared?

Not even a little bit?

You heard, they aren't starting
their little games until tomorrow.

Why don't you come with me?

No, thanks. I'm gonna take
a nice, hot shower and go to bed.

OK. See you later.

Be careful.

(Thunder rumbling)

(Thunder continues to rumble)

(Thunderclap)

(Screaming)

Cindy, what's wrong?

There's a shark in the pool.

- You gotta be kidding.
- That's right, a shark.

I thought this crap wasn't gonna start
until tomorrow.

(Horace)
'Nothing really happened, did it?

'Consider it just a practical joke.'

(Laughing)

Effective, though, wasn't it?

'By the way, don't let this little joke
spoil your fun in the pool.

'You'll be needing a little relaxation
in the next few days.'

(Laughing)

Well, what exactly are we looking for?

Just familiarizing ourselves
with the area is important.

I don't even know how I got here.

One week, I'm studying
for law school finals,

the next thing I know
I'm being scared out of my mind,

looking at tarantulas in my soup bowl.

Law school?
I wouldn't have guessed.

Why, because I'm a woman?

On the contrary.

It was the student part
that threw me.

John?

What about you?

I have a tremendous
appetite for money.

Phew! You know...

I can't make up my mind
which one of you two I want more.

I really do appreciate
your unselfish interest.

Yeah. Well, um...

maybe later this afternoon I could, uh,
come up to your room

and practice my unselfishness.

(Chuckles)

- Shelly.
- Uh...

Shelly. I'm gonna go now
and get something to eat.

Are you coming?

Oh... OK.

Well, see you later, Joe.

Yeah.

Woof!

(Laughs)

♪ It was a dark, cloudy morning

♪ When the sun refused to shine

♪ Someone turned the serpent
loose in paradise

♪ We came here to get away

♪ A reason to unwind

♪ But that's not
what the man had in mind

♪ We were part of a grand illusion

♪ In a place... ♪

What's wrong?

You just ain't with it, kid.
Sounds terrible.

I don't know why we're doing this anyway.
We don't have any gigs.

Oh, take five.

Honey, I'm sorry.

I just can't concentrate.

I'm scared.

I'm glad you said it first,
cos I'm petrified.

Tarantulas aren't exactly
my cup of soup.

What are we gonna do?

Honey, we've never had nothing.

This is our chance to finally get something,
so we've got to go for it.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

You know, for all these years
we've been a pretty good team.

Are we gonna stick together?

Listen, I ain't your big brother.

I ain't got nobody, I don't owe anybody -
this is my big chance.

Besides, only the strongest survive,
the weak ain't gonna make it,

and J.D., you ain't strong.

So that's what you think.

Well, I'll show you.
I'll make it.

And I ain't sharing it with nobody.

An interesting-looking old place.

I hope it doesn't have anything to do
with the games.

Looks like a good spot
to go ghost-hunting.

Go inside?

I don't think so.

Yeah, we'll have plenty of time
to look at it later.

Mm.

Ugh.

(Gasps)

Oh! God!

You shouldn't sneak around like that.

Sorry, Shelly.

What do you want?

Just wanted to give this to you.

I found it underneath the door.

Well, aren't you going to invite me in?

Cindy says I shouldn't.

That ice princess, don't listen to her.

"The game has begun."

(Gasps)

"The game has begun."

How nice of them to let us know.

(Toilet won't flush)

This some kind of joke?

- What's your problem?
- There's no water.

I can't even flush the toilet.

The water doesn't work,
the lights are screwed up -

what do you expect?
They're playing their game.

(Banging)

Now what?

Well, there's only one way
to find out.

(Banging intensifies)

Brace yourself.
You never know...

(Wind howling)

Cold... Where the hell
did it come from?

It's freezing.

(Evil laughter)

Well, it's some trick.

(Cindy) You two, are you pretty serious
about each other?

Well, kind of, we've been living together now
for about two years.

I guess you could call it serious.

What kind of secrets
are you two keeping?

Just girl talk, that's all.

How many sandwiches
do you want?

Uh, two will be fine.
I'm gonna get something to drink.

Alright.

Are you nervous?
I mean, kind of scared?

Yeah, I guess a little.

But I'm not going to let it get to me.

Whatever happens happens.

And for a million bucks
it's worth a try.

And anyways, at least you've got
somebody to look after you.

I hate to tell you this, but I think Ronnie's
just as scared as I am.

Goddamn!

Fucking machines!

You know, Cindy,
it doesn't take that long to get a Coke.

The machine's just around the corner.

Don't be so edgy.

God, you'll get me going, too.

I'm sorry.
I don't mean to.

- Want some pickles?
- Yeah.

(Thunder rumbling)

John?

Oh, I didn't expect you here.

Well...

who did you expect?

What are you doing
sniffing around in there?

Just checking things out.

You heard the old folks.

They told us to familiarize ourselves
with the place.

Find anything interesting?

No, not a thing.

Seen Ronnie anywhere?

Well, let's look in the room.

Where'd you find that?

- What, this?
- Yeah.

Found it in the hallway,
about halfway down.

I picked it up off the floor,
just before I...

Just before you did what, John?

That's Ronnie's bandana.

Oh, my God!

What's happened to him?
He never goes anywhere without it.

Come on, Randy Sue,
don't jump to conclusions.

- We'll look for him, OK?
- He never goes anywhere without it.

(Sobs)

You have anything to tell me?

No.

There's nothing to tell.

Listen, the kid was a wimp.

What I can't imagine is him taking off
on that long stretch of road

and not taking Randy Sue with him.

I gave her a couple of Valiums.

I think she should be
calmed down by now.

If he's like most men I know,

he'll be home when he's hungry.

Yeah? Well, I think this whole thing
has been a piece of cake so far.

I mean, I once had to spend a whole month
by myself in the dark in a tiny room.

Where was that?
Solitary confinement?

Yeah.

You got that right.

(Sighs) Well...
if anything exciting happens, call me.

I'll be in the game room.

The fire! It's gone out.

Oh, no wonder I'm freezing.

It's cold.

It's like an ice box.

If this is part of the game,

it's beginning to feel real.

You know, they're clever.

I bet this whole place is rigged.

(Beeping)

(TV) 'This station transmits
with an effective radiated power

'of 35,000 watt video
and 15,000 watt aural.

'From all of us to all of you,
good night and pleasant dreams.'

(♪ "The Star-Spangled Banner")

What do you suppose
happened to Ronnie?

Just relax.

Nothing's happened to him.

Remember, it's just a game
we signed up for.

'It started with nine,

'and the night is still young.

Beware of the time,

'or one more will be hung.'

(Randy Sue) J.D., J.D., look.

Look at the television, J.D.

Oh, dear God.

What is this?

(Screams)

(Sobbing)

Jeez.

Sure looked real, didn't it?

Could've fooled me.

Yeah, I bet they've got
a control room somewhere,

full of electronic gadgets, gimmicks,
for manufacturing those illusions.

I bet they've even got
the computer games rigged.

No wonder I couldn't win.

I wonder if they're watching
every move we make.

You mean even in the bathroom?

Oh! Perverts!

Look, I don't want to talk myself
out of being the winner,

but I think we should all
try and keep a cool head.

After all, it's like they said -

they aren't gonna give away money
that easily.

Excuse me J.D., will you take me
to the room, please?

Sure.

Hey, John.

I hear you've been snooping around places
that are supposed to be locked up.

It's everybody for himself.

Now what?

"Everything is OK.

"Meet me at the old lodge
at seven o'clock.

"This is a game we can win.
Ronnie."

Hey, it's in his handwriting.

Let me see.

It sure is.

Well, that son of a bitch!

Putting me through all this crap!

Wait a minute.

I bet they're trying to trick us.

Yeah.

Maybe this is a trick.

(Labored breathing)

Maybe I should go check it out.

- You want us to go with?
- No, no.

For... For Randy Sue's sake,
I'd better go by myself.

- Have you told anybody else about this?
- Hell no!

- This is between us, right?
- Right, right, right.

Now, look...

I'll go over there
and find out what goes.

I'll let you know if everything's OK.

You've got it.

(♪ Off-key Dixie tune playing)

- (Trapdoor catch releasing)
- Ow! Shit!

(Squeaking)

(Imitating Boris Karloff)
"We seem to be missing a few of our players."

That isn't funny.

I feel like getting good and drunk.

Those two kids
must've gone through hell.

The question is, was it real?

Did they actually see a real body?

Isn't that all part
of what we signed on for?

Doesn't it bother you when you hear
that they saw a real corpse?

If it was a real corpse.

I can't imagine them lying about that.

They were scared out of their wits.

They wouldn't know the difference.

I'm sure our friends are playing
with some pretty sophisticated gimmicks.

"Our" friends?

Don't you mean "your" friends?

Don't let your imagination
get carried away.

God, let's not fight amongst ourselves.

That's JD. and Randy Sue.

What the hell are they up to?

Looks like they're making a run for it.

I ain't going in there, J.D.

We've got to if we want to find out
what happened to Ron.

But where is Aaron?

He's gotta be in there.

You coming or not?

OK, OK.

Alright, grab my hand.

Aaron?

Aaron?

(Screaming)

(Rustling)

(Muted dialogue)

(♪ Whistling)

(Wolf whistles)

Hey, Shelly baby.
What you doing, sweetheart?

You can't be in here.
I'm nude.

Oh, it's alright. If I take off my clothes,
I'll be nude, too.

No, we shouldn't do that.

No?

What if we both keep our towels on?

We'd better not.

Somebody might see us.

Oh. You let me worry about that, baby.

The sign says,
"No physical exertion."

- Is it safe?
- Oh, come on, baby.

Of course it's safe.

I had a vasectomy.

Well, in that case...

(Creaking)

(Screaming)

No, this way. (Screams)

(Screaming)

(Spooky laughter)

I knew we shouldn't have
come back here again.

Now we're locked in.
I knew we shouldn't have come back here.

Oh, cut your whining,
will you, Shelly?

For Christ's sake, I could bust the glass.
You want me to bust the glass?

- Yeah!
- Oh, God.

It's getting cold in here.

Can't you make this thing work
for a little while?

I'm freezing!

Funny!

We're locked in the damn sauna
and freezing our balls off!

Sorry, you must be freezing your tits off.

You're scaring me again, John.

Oh, God!

- Alright, alright!
- It shouldn't be like this!

I'll bust the glass, OK?

- I'll bust the glass.
- OK!

Hey! Hey! Open this up, will ya?

Get us out of here.

Well, it didn't seem to be locked.

Hi Karen, Cindy.

Oh! (Laughs)

What clever bastards they are!

Look here. They got this door rigged,
so it'll look.

Electronically, I bet.

Geez, what sneaky
sons of bitches they are!

Well, hey, thanks
for coming along anyway.

You wouldn't believe
how cold it is in there.

Yeah, come on, come on,
Shelly, come on.

Look!

(Labored breathing)

Hey, wait a minute!

Hey.

Come here.

- What do you, uh... think of this?
- (Screaming)

(Laughing)

Ain't that great?

It's one of their illusions.
The joke's on them.

I don't like that thing.

(Grows)

You know,
but I do feel a lot better already.

(Imitating Bela Lugosi)
We are getting closer and closer...

to the big money! (Laughs)

- Come on, Shel!
- Keep away from Shelly.

Throw it here! Alright!

(Labored breathing)

(Joe) This one's for you, baby.

It's called a "Bahama Mama".

Now, you only get one of these,
cos it'll make you horny.

Then you must be
drinking them all the time.

Mm, with my hormone balance
I don't need any.

- Isn't that right, Shelly?
- (Chuckles)

You asshole!

Hey, what kind of an attitude is that?

I mean, why all the hostility,
Ice Princess?

Especially after all I've done for you.

Such as what?

Such as showing everyone
that this has all been bullshit so far.

I mean, that's been pretty generous of me,
wouldn't you say?

I didn't have to say diddly squat
to anyone,

and you'd still all be running around
believing all this shit's for real.

Whoa!

If it isn't the Lone Ranger.

Where you been hiding out, big fella?

You got nose trouble?

My, my! Aren't we edgy!

Yeah, I got nose trouble.

I'd kind of like to know
where everyone stands in this game.

Kind of like to keep my ass covered.
Know what I mean?

Why don't you stick
with your own party?

Well, I have to admit...

you're a hard one to figure out.

Karen, I didn't come here
for a personal analysis.

Look, John,

when I ask questions,
I usually get answers.

Like in 'Nam.

When they sent up
a fresh-faced ROTC lieutenant,

he wouldn't give me any answers either.

Turned out I had to shoot him...

in the head. Boom!

Just like that.

I'm not impressed.

I don't like it
when you guys talk like that.

I'm leaving now.

I'm going to go
and take a hot shower.

(Joe) You do that, Princess.

You know what I'm wondering, John?

I'm wondering just how
they're going to scare you and me.

Cos it seems to me
that's when the real game's going to start.

Unless, of course,
you just happen to be in on their game.

Maybe it isn't a game.

What do you mean?

Yeah. What do you mean by that?

You're so smart.

You figure it out.

Four people have disappeared.

Have you given any thought
to where they might be?

Well, I would think
they dropped out of the game.

We did see JD. and Randy Sue run off.

What are you getting at?

I went up to the old lodge today, too.

Only, I found a little more than you did.

I found this.

It was loaded.

Nearby, I found a rope
in a neatly-tied noose.

There seemed to be bloodstains on it.

(Shelly) You're scaring me again.

I'm gonna leave.

First thing in the morning.

Ah, come on, Shelly.

I'm not buying any of this shit.

- Whose gun is it?
- I don't know.

But games aren't played
with loaded guns.

What are they played with?

(TV) 'Hey, don't forget to see me,
Crazy Harry, for a good deal on cars.'

(Creaking)

'Good evening.

'This is Boris,

'your late-night television host.

'I'm glad you could join me.

'For your entertainment,

'we offer you that thriller megillah

"'The Great Spider Invasion"

'with one of my favorites, Alan Hale,

'and that cookie doll, Leslie Parrish.

'And of course those huge, ugly,
crawly spiders.

'Are you ready? (Laughs)

(Creaking)

(Door unlocking on TV)

- (TV) 'Jeb!'
- 'Hi, little buddy.

'Hey, what's happenin'?'

'Oh, not much. I thought I'd stop by
to see if you had a scoop for the paper.'

'Well, things are pretty quiet
around here, Davey.'

'Oh'?

'Well, you know I always
have things under control.'

'Well, I guess there's nothing going on
in this neck of the woods,

'except for the revival
over at Gleason Town Hall.

- 'You going?
- 'No. Are you?

'No. I have me a date with Terri.'

'Surprised that Dan Kester
lets you anywhere near her.'

'He's her brother-in-law,
not her father.'

'Now, don't get on the wrong side of him,
young fellow.

'He's a strange man,
and he's working up a...'

(Screaming)

Ugh! Don't, Joe.

I don't feel like
doing anything right now.

Oh, come on, baby.

What else is there to do?

I don't feel good, OK?

I just wanna lie down and relax.

That's just what I had in mind.

Ugh! I'm going to my room
to meditate.

Suit yourself, baby.

This place is beginning
to give me the creeps.

You can leave.

I think you would like that.

It would certainly narrow down
the competition.

Why do I get these vibes

that you were never here
for the same reasons the rest of us are?

And what if that were so?

Oh, so there's some truth to that?

Maybe.

And you don't wanna talk about it, right?

Right.

Well, screw you!

(Imitating Boris Karloff)
Sounds like a good idea to me.

Don't put her out, Horace.

Alright!

- Get her!
- Keep her awake!

The ropes.

Tie her! Tie her tight!

Get away from me!

What do you want?

The game is over for you, Shelly!

You've done very nicely.

Bastards! Who are you?

I know who you are! Let me go!

I hope we didn't dose you
too much, Shelly.

We want you to enjoy this.

Oh, my God!

(Screams)

You have five out of six chances to live.

It's a fun game, Shelly.

The odds are not in your favor,
I'm afraid.

Because we're going
to shoot the gun five times.

So just start praying that the bullet
is seated in the sixth chamber.

Let her speak.

Please... But...

I mean it.

You can do anything with me you want
but not this.

Look...

Forget the million dollars.

(George) Hold her head still!

This is a game, right?

I might even miss at this range.

One.

(Gun clicks)

Two.

(Gun clicks)

Three.

- (Gun clicks)
- (Screams)

Oh...

Side bets, anybody?

Of course.

50,000 says this is it.

I'd like some of that action.

Alright, Shelly.

Oh, they're betting on you.

- (Gun clicks)
- Oh...

You're a Lucky Lou.

Should we untie her?

No, of course not.

Let her try to free herself.
It's more fun.

Toodle-oo, Shelly.

♪ Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

♪ It's off to work we go... ♪

(♪ Humming "Heigh-Ho")

(♪ Humming continues)

(Laughing)

Did you see...?

(Gunshot)

Damn! That was a gunshot.

Oh, my!

Well...

Oh, my!

Now, my friends, we'll see
what's really going on in that room.

There!

Oh, my!

This is terrible.

Shit!

- She looks dead.
- Why...

She is dead!

Do you suppose
someone's playing tricks on us?

Oh, my...

What if this is the real thing?

I suppose we'd better go
check it out, huh?

Yeah...

We'd better do that right now.

- Alright.
- Come on.

Come on, Maudie.

(Thunderclap)

(Screaming)

(Echoing laughter)

(Muted dialogue)

She's gone.

How?

Come on, let's get...

(Dripping)

(Dripping stops)

(Voice whispering) Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door.

(Screaming)

(Eerie laughter)

Cute. Real cute.

These damn games!

Oh.

I hope I didn't frighten you.

Well, what are you doing in here?

The door was open when I passed.

As you can see,
something went on in here.

Shelly's gone.

And there's real blood
splattered all over the floor.

Real blood?

This is real, Karen.

And Cindy's missing, too.

There's not a trace of her.

And just how do you know
so much?

Why don't you and I sit down
and have a nice little private conversation?

- About what?
- About that.

And about what else
has been going on around here.

Relax.

What the hell is this all about?

It gets very complicated.

But I'll tell you one thing.

This is no game.

It's real.

Shelly?

Shel...

Shelly?

Shelly!

(Screams)

You know, you don't think that maybe
they're trying to pull one on us, do you?

Ah...

That is an interesting idea.

Yes.

Now... which one of them
would be the cleverest, huh?

Right about now it sure ain't us.
We're just a bunch of dumb shits.

Did one of you two
turn on the frost machine?

(George) Not me, Maude.

No... of course not.

George, uh...

maybe that's why you're getting
those cold chills on your spine.

Either that or her -
she's been frigid for forty years.

Well, look who's talking.

I've seen you with your pants down
a few times, George.

Well... little things mean a lot.

(Laughing)

(Karen) But when we checked,
Joe, there was nobody.

Somewhere, there's a body.

I'm convinced that was real blood.

There's no way I can prove it.

Well, if your theory is true,

then those crazy old people
are really murderers.

Look, the trace on that guy
ended here.

He was a mental patient
at Overbeck Institute for three years.

After his release,
he got a job as a janitor...

right here!

He disappeared
about this time last year,

which would coincide
with their annual games.

Could be he was a real casualty.

So what now?

I think it's about time
we confront our friendly hosts.

But where are they?

My guess is they're holed up
somewhere in this maze of a basement.

I checked it out,

but all the doors
to the center of the basement,

what should be the boiler room,
are locked tight.

Uh-oh.

Whoever is responsible for this
has called the tune...

but I'm the piper,

and by God
I'm gonna make them pay for it!

Permanently!

What about the authorities?

Nah, I checked it all out.

The phones are dead,
every vehicle's been screwed up -

starters, distributor caps missing.

(Sighs) All the tires are flat.

It's either a 50-mile hike,
or we wait for somebody to wander by,

which could be a hell of a long wait,

since from what I gathered
from the locals,

there's nobody who sets foot
on this island during the winter.

Struck me as kind of strange.

There was the smell of death
in that room.

Cold...

like a December grave.

So what about that?
How do you explain it?

I don't know.

It's got me stumped.

But they've been pretty clever so far.

There's nothing
that would surprise me.

Look, I'm gonna go check out
the boiler room.

Why don't you stay here?

Don't!

I'm gonna find those bastards!

(Grunts)

Look, why don't you just cool it, huh?

Listen, I'm sure they can hear
every word we're saying,

so why don't we just
play this my way, huh?

- (Groans)
- Huh?

OK.

OK.

We'll play it your way.

(Groaning)

Joseph!

This is my game now.

Are you alright?

Joe! He's taken the gun!

(Grunting)

♪ Jimmy crack corn,
and I don't care

♪ Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

♪ Jimmy crack corn,
and I don't care

♪ My master's gone away

♪ Jimmy crack corn... ♪

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

George,
I have to ask you a question.

This stupid expression
of "crack corn"...

- Now, you're a southern boy...
- Texas!

What does that mean?

Of course I... I dreamt enough of it,
I never cracked any corn!

I don't know what it means.
I haven't got...

It's puzzled me all these years.

- You...
- I had...

Just what do you think you're doing,
young man?

Put that thing away.

You're violating every rule
of the game, buddy.

(Joe) Screw your game!

You bastards killed my girl, Shelly.

Scum!

I'm going to make you pay for that.

Now tell me
where you hid her body.

Tell me now...

or everyone gets a bullet
right through the head.

You crazy old fuckers!

"Old fuckers"?

Well, do something,
you stupid idiots!

- George, take his gun away.
- Be my guest, Horace.

(Gun fires)

You killed him!
You've killed Horace!

They all got it coming, Joe!

Oh!

- Give me your gun, kid.
- You all got it coming!

(Grunting)

He took our shotgun.

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

(Labored breathing)

(Grunting)

Right there, John.

Hold it right there.

Give it up, Joe.
You got no place to go.

You're in on it with them, John.
I knew it. I knew it all along.

Joe, just give me the gun.

- No way, John. I'm not going back.
- Just give me the gun.

I'm never gonna rot
in a cage again, John.

(Gun firing blanks)

(Grunting)

Gentlemen, gentlemen!
Please, please!

You're going to hurt one another.

Some decorum, please.
After all, this is only a game.

Who the hell are you?

He's Felix Cramer.

There is no Felix Cramer.

Felix Cramer is just
my interpretation of a hunchback

played in a rather grandiose style
of the old silent films.

I rather look upon myself
as a young Charles Laughton

or perhaps a Rex Harrison.

And you were hired by the millionaires.

- Oh, as were you.
- I knew you were in it with them! (Grunts)

Gentlemen, gentlemen, please.

Mr. Walker, I understand
that you were hired by Felix's family

over the telephone and through the mail.

- That's right.
- Yes, yes.

Then you mean the millionaires...

- Oh, for Christ's sake!
- Then Shelly isn't dead?

Oh, Joseph, don't be a bore.

My employers have invited you
to the lodge

where they will give you
all the additional details you need to know.

(Maude) As I was saying, young man,

this has all been just a little game.

Joe?

Joe, you're staring again.

Maybe you should pinch me, huh?

(Laughs)

To the exhilaration of fear!

Hear, hear!

I'll buy that.

Just tell me again, will you?

Shelly and the others,
they're OK?

(Maude) I'm getting tired
of repeating myself.

Now, hold on,
don't get yourself all upset, Maude.

Now, once again,

as each player departed
from the game,

we provided transportation
to the hotel in town...

and lodging.

And we gave them a reason to smile.

As a matter of fact,

we gave them 50,000
reasons to smile.

(Laughing)

And more than that,

they were each given
video tapes of the games.

Oh, I can assure you
they found them quite amusing.

- (Chuckles)
- (George) I expect.

You know,
this has been so much fun,

I'll tell you what:

Why don't we divide the million
amongst them all, huh?

Oh, Horace.

I swear you still have the first cash
you got from your communion.

Why don't we give them each a million?

- Why not?
- Yeah.

After all... can't take it with you,
eh, Joe?

You're right, Horace.
I mean, I had a ball.

- Of course, the most fun I had...
- (Horace) Yes?

...was the night that we tied
ol' Shelly to the chair.

- (Laughing)
- (Horace) Oh, yes!

(Maude) The way
you handled that gun

made me think
he was reliving his youth.

(Laughing)

(Joe) Wait a minute,
I have a question.

(Maude)
Our guests are leaving now.

Well, I have something to say.
As a woman...

(Maude) Now, this is the way
to plan a game, my dear.

(Horace) Mm.

(George) Right!
I'll second that, Maude.

Why, your special effects
were tremendous!

Like that cold mist
that came whooping on down the hall!

- As I was saying, legally...
- Robert!

- Yes, madam?
- Our guests are leaving now.

Yes, madam.

I think it's time to go, my dear.

- Toodle-oo.
-Mmmmm.

(Laughing)

You know, Maude,
George was right.

I think your... your planning
was really quite astute,

although that business
about the hunchback...

a trifle melodramatic?

Oh, but brilliant, my dear,
brilliant, yeah...

Yes, well planned, honey.

Why, every little detail,
even those blank cartridges in the gun.

♪ Mad dogs and Englishmen
go out in the midday sun

♪ The smallest Malay rabbit

♪ Deplores this stupid habit

♪ But mad dogs and Englishmen
go out in the midday sun ♪

(Laughing)

(Car door slams)

(Engine starts)

Ooh! It's cold in here all of a sudden.
What is it?

Horace... Horace,
turn the thermostat.

Whose game is this?

(Shivers)

- Oh, my God!
- Maude.

- What's that?
- Good Lord.

Maudie, get out.
Quick, get out.

(Horace) Uh...

(Howling)

(Sinister laugh)

A little traveling music.

- Oh, my!
- Will you cut that out!

Hurry up!

Ugh...!

(Baby crying)

(Sinister laugh)

- Oh!
- Come on.

(Sinister laugh)

(Growling)

Where are the others?

The others?

I thought they were supposed
to be with you.

Take me back to the lodge.

You don't ever want to go back to the lodge,
Mr. Walker. Ever.

(Growling)

(Narrator)
'Now, the game is over.

'So we think or so it seems.

'Who the hell's come out the winner
in this wild and crazy scheme?

'Maude and George and Horace,
all alone now in the place,

'find the tables turned on them
in this baffling, crazy case.

'Where are Shelly, Ron and Aaron?

'Why are they not here to see
what the outcome of the game would be?

'Quite confusing is this story
as the tale comes to a close,

'and our trio seem the victims
of the fearsome game they chose.'

(Laughing)

(♪ Jaunty piano music)