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[♪ ♪ ♪]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[panting]

[grunting]

[gunshots]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[beeping]

[beeping rapidly]

- [grunts] - [explosion]

[taking deep breaths]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[speaking French]

[taking deep breaths]

[speaking French]

[taking deep breaths]

[speaking French]

Hi, honey.

Yeah, just tell your sister I'll be home in about an hour.

Just finishing a round of golf.

I love you, too.

[yelling]

[cocks]

Shut up and fight.

[grunting]

[moaning]

[grunting]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

[whirring]

Fuck you, Rainsford.

See you in the next one, Mitch.

If my luck runs out.

Hey, Rain, man, I got a question.

Yeah.

- Who do you think you are? - Hmm.

Because you come here and take my Kill,

'cause you're some big shot doctor?

I don't wanna be here.

Remember what your father said to you

when he asked you to run his company?

"You're just too fuckin' slow.”

They'll send me back to rehab.

Too fucking slow.

That's-- what--

What do you even mean by that?

- You know, fuck you, man. - Mmhmm.

WEST: Congratulations on another win, Dr. Rainsford.

The prey is already in your trophy room.

My enthusiasm for your sport is coming to an end.

WEST: Perhaps you might enjoy being the prey

instead of the hunter?

Don't mistake my boredom for suicidal tendencies.

WEST: You are a most valued client.

Prove it.

Find me a real challenge.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

Hey sweetheart, what's with the look?

[grunting]

You know, these guys are professionals, right?

- [Inhales] - [grunting]

[Warden exhales]

WARDEN NICHOLLS: They're gonna make your hunters see God.

They look like gutter punk brawlers.

[grunting]

The last prey you sold me didn't make it to midnight

on the first day.

Are you fuckin' blind?

These are the best ones in the prison.

They're the best ones in the whole Pacific Northwest.

You see that one over there?

Uh, he's got more Kills

than Shirley fuckin' Temple's got curls.

WEST: A prey doesn't just need to know how to Kill.

They need to know how to evade detection

to deceive to plant red herrings.

Not one of your prisoners would pose a real threat

to the hunter.

[sighs]

About this one.

Why have I never seen him?

You don't want that one.

Look, he used to be something great.

He's at the end of his rope now.

His numbers are off the charts.

He's a fuckin' degenerate.

You don't know half the shit that guy's done.

I don't trust him.

I can't trust him.

He's so dangerous that we've kept him

in a sensory deprivation cell since he got here.

He hasn't even talked to another person

in over seven years.

He's broken laws you haven't even thought of.

Escaped three prisons, wanted in 47 states,

broken 21 bones, in and out of jail.

Who the hell is Thomas Malone?

I want you hunters to have a fuckin' chance.

Don't want him.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Hey, buddy, are you lost?

No, I'm right where I want to be.

I read your file.

Holy hell, sir. How're you still alive?

Come closer and I'll show you.

I'm literally a hologram.

I'd never put myself in a room with a Killer.

I'm your only hope.

This is the end of the line.

Before they put you in this cage,

you owed money to the North Road 88s,

the Triad, La Nostra, two Cartels that I know of,

a dozen West Coast loan sharks and East Coast shylocks.

The IRS, the CRA, the FRS wants you dead.

I'm a popular guy.

How you've stayed alive this long is beyond me.

The luck of the Irish.

Hmm.

It was a waste of time coming here.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

You sure are comin' on a little strong.

Am I, Thomas Ernest Malone, O-neg?

Fuckin' cop.

What kind of cop dresses this good?

I'm the game master.

And we have a game set for tomorrow.

It won't be broadcast.

I'll take my chances here.

WEST: LWOP.

Life without parole.

That's what you're facing.

Win and I can guarantee your freedom.

Maybe you could settle down and visit the grandkids.

Grandkids? I don't have any grandkids.

Yes, you do.

Two.

Your eldest son Michael,

he and his wife welcomed a pair of twins last year.

A boy and a girl.

They live up in a faraway magical land

called "Vancouver".

Okay, I'm in.

But I want them taken care of.

I'm a grandfather now.

Done.

This is an employee agreement.

You assign your rights to Apex,

a subsidiary of Zaroff Megas Industries LLC.

There's a box to write down

what you want written on your tombstone

or a fun anecdote for your eulogy, perhaps?

Otherwise, sign and initial.

Even if you lose,

well, looking at the way your life is headed,

death might be an upgrade.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[beeping]

[indistinct chatter in background]

[D> D D]

[giggling]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

[chuckling]

WEST: The hunters are arriving.

Their lodge will be on the north of the Island,

so I recommend staying away from there.

Apex is quite simple.

There are six hunters.

You are the prey.

So what if I kill all the hunters?

That act has never been done.

There have been some accidents in the past,

but Apex has never lost a hunter.

Some have been trained by the best in the world.

MALONE: Training and experience

are very different things.

Precisely.

So what if I kill all the hunters?

Then it's game over, red rover, you win.

On Apex Island, there are no laws.

Only winning and losing.

You do these a lot?

One per month.

And we have a wait list for hunters longer than your--

What's the price for hunting humans?

Depends on the rating of the prey.

10.9 to 11.

Want to know how you're rated?

Nuh.

I expect the hunters will underestimate you.

Not exactly the smartest people.

Each of them come here for their own reasons.

Same as you, I suppose.

If the prey wins, I take solace in knowing I changed their life.

You're a real saint.

I always saw myself as Gandhi.

Enlightenment through blood sport.

Hey, these hunters,

they like each other?

Good luck, Mr. Malone.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

ECKA: Lyle, my man.

What's up, playboy?

Well, well, well, they let you out of rehab, huh?

Yep, the old man says he uh, let me back home

if I get a kill before his birthday.

And speakin' of your dad,

I've been tryin' to get a hold of him.

He hasn't gotten back to me. Is he alright?

- Got this Triple A investment. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know, he's gonna love this.

I'll ask him to call you.

Uh, it's a bull market, my friend,

no time like the present.

Fear not, fear God.

Fear only the women and wine

for the good Lord has delivered and I have arrived.

What's goin' on fuckas?

This fuckin' guy?

West, I want a refund, alright?

It's him or me. Get me out of here.

Don't be such a little wuss, child.

The last time we did an Apex together,

you almost fuckin' lynched me in that job.

Don't blame me for you walkin' into one of the traps.

Oh, what kind of monster lynches someone, Bishop?

Probably your ancestors.

- Relax, man. - Hey, easy.

Whoa! Whoa, look at you, Bishop!

Hmm, ah.

Uh, what are you benchin' nowadays?

What does your mom weigh?

Is it 220 or 2407?

Uh, 280.

Yeah, she's back on the Ben & Jerry's.

[laughing]

So what do you think The Rainmaker's gonna show?

- [scoffs] - I hope not.

Yeah, well, you couldn't win even if your daddy paid for it.

Hey, man, at least his businesses make money.

LYLE: Yeah, uh, exactly.

Remind us how did you make your fortune, Bishop?

Oh, that's right.

You inherited 2 trillion from your brother.

What you got left? A billion and a half?

Hmm.

No, the markets uh, they've-- they've gone-- nobody know.

Buy low, sell high.

- [scoffs] - Pretty easy, compadre.

If he learned to read, he might have had a chance,

you know, not pissin' away your whole family's fortune.

- You got such a big mouth. - Okay, easy.

ECKA: Yeah, go fuck yourself.

LYLE: Alright, whoa, oh, e--

Oh, and here I was hoping

for a much better class of hunter on this one.

Hello, Bishop.

Hello.

Well, you'll get no better than me, little Jeza.

[scoffs]

Mr. Lyle.

Milady.

And I don't believe we've met.

[clears throat]

I'm uh...

Well, uh, the thing is uh...

Hey, please excuse the boy.

Uh, he's my mentally-handicapped manservant.

I-- I-- I purchased him from--

[indiscernible speech]

Old Brooklyn, actually.

Come on, tap out, Ecka.

- [grunting] - Seriously, hey.

- Tap out already, tap out. - Oh!

BISHOP: [overlapping speech]

Hey, animals.

- Oh! - Get off.

Carrion, you cunt.

I thought you got religion or what?

Another wife or whatever or some sort of shit like that.

You, you don't talk to me.

Ever.

You know, if you got somethin' to say,

why don't you look at me?

Carrion, play nice.

Okay, we're all friends here, alright?

We're all mates, except Ecka.

Nobody really likes Ecka.

[indistinct speech]

- [Jeza chuckling] - [grunting]

Oh, oh, oh, oh, come on. Come on.

- Oh, oh. - We doin' this again?

- Guys! - Got you.

- LYLE: Hey! - Come on,

show me what you can do you.

You think you're strong, but you're just tall.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Come on now. Come on now.

- Look at this. - Is that the best you got?

- Come and get me. - Is that it?

- Come on. - [chuckling]

- [grunting] - [clears throat]

Dr. Rainsford.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Let's begin.

WEST: My good hunters, welcome to Apex.

[cheering]

[clears throat]

Allow me to introduce your toys for the weekend.

Only the best for the best.

A weapon for every weapon in this room.

State of the art, oiled,

and maintained by our team of armorers.

[laughing]

Uh-ha, very funny.

[chuckling]

WEST: Our a la carte offerings include

thoroughbreds, and mongrels, and dirt bikes.

Remove them all.

WEST: Sir?

We don't want the prey stealing another bike now,

do we?

Anybody got a problem with that?

Good.

Babe, time to show us the turkey.

You will have the pleasure, the honor,

of hunting one Thomas Malone.

Malone the Mutilator?

Isn't he a ex-Special Forces or somethin'?

A name like that makes me think IRA or SAS.

This is gonna be good.

Oh, come on now, show us his mug!

Who the hell is that?

ECKA: He'll be dead the second he slips

and breaks his hip.

He's a little long in the back nine,

don't you think?

Thomas Malone could be the greatest prey

any of you have faced.

[scoffs]

Him?

Yeah.

WEST: Typically, the prey is ex-Special Forces.

A Green Beret, a ranger.

But Malone, he's an ex-cop,

kicked off the force for intemperance.

So he's been moonlighting as a hit man or what?

What's the deal?

Yeah, he looks a bit more like a mercenary,

- don't you think? - WEST: No.

No, he developed a crippling gambling addiction

and lost custody of his children.

Alright, listen, do we get a refund

if we Kill this guy within an hour?

[West chuckles]

WEST: Certainly.

What I failed to mention is this.

Malone has defied death more times than most Navy Seals.

He always happens to be in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Injuries?

WEST: Broken ribs and a compressed spine

from leaping off a building, over 60 concussions,

sole survivor of a train crash,

shot in the back at an airport,

drove a car through a plane.

What?

WEST: But five years ago, he was convicted of murder

in a burglary gone wrong.

I could go on, but we'd be here all night.

The man hasn't lived an easy life.

Okay, yeah, sure,

but my third wife's Shih Tzu

looks like he has a better bite than this guy.

Feels like elderly abuse.

Am I right?

Pardon my French, but the man is a motherfucker.

He defies every statistical algorithm used by the Apex

to select its prey.

Simply put, the universe just can't seem to kill him.

Maybe some in this room can.

Well, he hasn't met me yet.

To the hunt.

Ooh!

To the hunt.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Hmm.

[sighing]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Mm.

[sighing]

No.

Oh, fuck it.

Yeah, they're my size.

At least, I'll be comfortable.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Well, judging by the wind speed, the weather,

the climate, I wonder if he'll go south.

Of course, you do.

JEZA: East.

He has to know daylight gives him better visibility.

ECKA: Maybe the old man's got cataracts.

Was-- is that even in the file?

BISHOP: Huh.

Hey, I got a question.

WEST: You're coming through loud and clear to all.

Can hunters kill other hunters?

WEST: Technically, yes.

There are no rules against it.

MALONE: Yeah, it sounds like fun.

You're a sadist.

WEST: The hunt ends with the chorus of bells.

Trust me, you'll know it when you hear it.

You will have a three-hour head start.

- Good luck, Mr. Malone. - Hmm.

[sighing]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Welcome to Disneyland.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[indistinct whispering]

You really think you're gonna need those?

Why don't you mind your own business.

Wow, really?

Can you put your finger on here for a sec for me?

JEZA: So funny.

Just for a second, just put it on,

- just for a second. - JEZA: So clever.

Just-- I'll show you.

Don't touch me.

Howzat?

It's not ready yet.

[chuckling]

The logical move is to work together as a unit

and to lure him into a trap.

Jeza, Carrion.

Oh, no, no, no!

No teams.

Yeah, how about everyone for themselves?

None of this team bullshit.

Alright, let him pick you off one at a time.

Yeah, right.

[grunting]

[taking deep breaths]

[grunting]

Hmm.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Classic story of hunter versus prey.

And who is that hunter?

Lyle, the Efficient.

No, that doesn't work.

Yeah, how about Lyle, the Fearless?

Freakin' bugs.

[taking deep breaths]

He walks stealthily...

[takes a deep breath]

...through the forest,

Checking the canopy.

There's something that might be lurking.

Watching.

Moving.

[taking deep breaths]

LYLE: [indistinct whispering]

Where are you, you little bastard?

What the fuck?

[gunfires]

Oh!

Okay, West!

That better not leave a bruise or I'm suing your ass.

Prepare to die, skeleton.

Come on.

Oh, great.

Piece of shit.

[takes a deep breath]

Okay, West!

West, can I get a depot out here?

[beeps]

[grunts]

Oh, invisible depots now, huh?

Yeah, safety issue.

That is going in my three-star Yelp review.

[gulping]

Hey, West, does your holographic ass

have anything other than water?

[taking deep breaths]

[gulping]

Oh!

Now, that is a taste of Mexico.

Gracias!

Only the best for an Apex predator!

I am king of the jungle, because I am afraid of shit.

Oh-ho!

Holy crap, Rainy!

Pretty light in the loafers, huh?

You want a hit?

Why are you here?

I uh, I tracked him.

I think I-- I think I saw him comin" this way.

No, I mean on the island.

Oh, same as you.

No.

No, not actually.

I'm here to hunt the prey, you know?

Better myself.

Plus, I read in Forbes

that all the top CEOs do this shit.

So why are you here?

- [scoffs] - 'Cause I wanna be.

Hey, what about you?

[sighs]

I'm here, because I know

I can walk through the shadow of the valley of death

and fear no evil, because I am with me.

And through the trial and tribulation,

I know I'll grow stronger.

- [chuckling] - You really--

- You... - Excuse me?

No, it's not complicated on why you're here, bro.

Alright? You're a sick fuck.

I'd stop talking if I were you.

LYLE: Just embrace it, amigo.

No more words, Lyle.

See, I'm here, because I'm a fuckin' warrior

and I was born to do this shit.

I would bet my entire empire on the fact

that you wouldn't pull the trigger on the prey

if you had the chance.

Yeah.

Uh, whatever.

What?

- Excuse me? - Nothin'.

No, feel free to speak, Lyle.

Okay, well, I say this with all due respect and deference,

but you are fucked in the head.

We all know what you did, SO you-- you're not some--

Some paragon of fuckin' excellence.

You killed your wife, bro,

SO you can save me the sanctimonious

"Oh, I'm here to better myself" bullshit.

And you can put that down.

Man, if this was the real world, and you and I got in a scrap,

I'd tear your fuckin' head off, bro.

It's a good thing we're not in the real world.

[gunfires]

[grunting]

Fuck are you doing?

[gunfires]

God damn!

[grunting]

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, listen, you win, okay?

Y-- you win.

Alright, you win.

I do win.

That's all I do.

- [grunting] - [gunshot]

[taking deep breaths]

[gunshots]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Uh, hello, hello, Dr. King of Kings.

He was like this when I got here.

I told you we should have hunted together.

BISHOP: He certainly didn't last long.

Well, Lyle had it comin', huh.

Survival of the fittest.

Is this your doin'?

It is, isn't it, you cheeky fuck?

If the rules changed then who's the prey now?

Hmm.

When we get back to the real world,

I'm gonna ask you to do me a favor

and you're gonna do what I ask.

Why would I ever say "yes"?

There's a difference between what's right

and what's legal.

You don't want a guy like me goin' around

telling stories about what you did.

But don't worry, I can keep a secret.

What secret?

Well, that I was created in God's image,

the pinnacle of perfection.

If God was a deaf, dumb, blind, racist,

misogynistic, walking case of trash,

then sure.

You need to read the Old Testament, doll.

Zephaniah 3:8.

He's all that and more.

[chuckles]

That's savage.

The prey must have stolen his gun, right?

Should we worry about this old man?

Nah, he's got cocky.

Turned his back at the wrong moment.

[Jeza chuckles]

Where'd you get that?

The depot?

BISHOP: Okay, just leave him alone, you know.

The man needs all the help he can get.

CARRION: What the fuck did you just say?

Fight.

- Fuck off already. - Fight. Fight.

You know, anytime, anyplace, pal.

- Fight, fight. - Yeah, right now, huh?

- Fight. - Who are you, huh?

- Come on. - [Indistinct speech]

Hey, the prey's tryin' to get in our head, man.

Look, what he did to, Lyle.

Fuck, let's go.

Quiet!

JEZA: Is there something out there?

Let's find out.

[gunfires]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[explosion]

Alright, here's what I think we should do.

Shut up.

We're gonna go north-east.

Everyone start a grid.

Don't let him get past you.

I'm gonna go south and force him out.

Oh, so you can corner him?

Piss off.

Yeah, all for none and none for all, right?

That's it.

I'll have his head by sunset.

BISHOP: Yeah, you wanna take a wager on that?

Your head for his if you don't?

This is not the best course of attack.

We should be coordinating our efforts.

Why don't you just let 'em chase the old bastard around?

And then you might get a chance to kill another one of us.

And we get back to lodge, why don't you and I

pour one out for Lyle?

He did kinda deserve it.

[chuckling]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

[grunts]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[yelling]

Oh, fuckin' hell, man.

[chuckling]

You see what he did to Lyle?

BISHOP: Are you scared, hmm?

You want to take a time-out?

Fuck that, man, Lyle was one of us.

This prey is goin' in my trophy room, alright?

Now, come over here, he's here.

He left a trail even your dumb-ass can find.

Uh, did you ever consider

maybe you're walkin' into a trap?

Well, you're here, too, so what does that say?

Maybe I'm here to look out for you.

Fuckin' liar, man.

You know...

...you Killin' the prey,

it's not gonna earn you the love of your father.

Don't start.

Don't start with that shit.

You need a lot thicker skin to survive in this world, son.

I'm dangerous, man, I'm fucked in the head.

"Broken beyond repair”,

according to every psych on the East Coast.

Sure, yeah, boy. Sure, yeah.

You think you're better than me?

I know I am.

I'm stronger,

I'm better lookin',

I'm richer.

For now.

I live for the day, you go broke, and it's comin'.

[scoffs]

No, no.

You live for the day

your daddy says he's proud of you, hmm?

But guess what?

That's not gonna happen anytime soon.

But I'll tell you what?

You can call me "daddy” if you want.

- What is that? - Come on.

[grunting]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

[grunting]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

[gasping]

Oh, fuck!

[grunting]

[coughing]

Christ, man, get up!

Find your strength.

Oh, you cocked that one up.

Oh, fuck!

Used me as human shield.

Thanks for that.

[taking deep breaths]

It wasn't like that, man.

[taking deep breaths]

Just come down here and help me up, man.

[taking deep breaths]

Beg me.

ECKA: That's it, I'm done!

I'm done with this fuckin' game, man.

Just get me out of here, get me back to the lodge, man.

You should crawl back.

It's a confidence-builder, you know?

Like didn't you learn about fortitude

and perseverance in rehab?

Or I could just save you the pain,

end it for you.

- Fuck. - [chuckles]

Fuck off, and die, man.

It'll be easier for everyone.

[grunting]

Fuck.

[chuckling]

ECKA: No, no, no.

I'm not the prey, you can't kill me!

Are you telling me what to do now?

It's so pathetic.

[Bishop chuckling]

You've always been my little brother!

Why are you doing this to me?

I was there for you.

You always-- always did things that drove me crazy in my head!

I can't stand you!

I can't stand you, I tried to help you,

I tried to help you, I tried to save you,

I c-- I couldn't!

I'm sorry, bro, I couldn't.

[grunting]

What?

What?

What?

[Indiscernible speech]

Huh?

[grunting]

Oh, you made me do that!

[taking deep breaths]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

Oh, fuck.

[taking deep breaths]

Ooh.

[gunshot]

Watch it.

You almost took off my fuckin' head.

Is that your blood?

Ecka.

The prey threw him off the cliff.

Yeah, I tried to save him,

but he almost vivisected the poor sod.

Where's the body?

Why?

His father will pay for it.

Give him a proper funeral.

That's why.

[scoffs]

Well, it'd have to be a closed casket,

that's for sure.

Slashed him to ribbons the prey did.

[Bishop chuckling]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

RAINSFORD: I do win.

It's all I do.

[gunshots]

[birds chirping]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Little early for a celebration, isn't it?

I tracked the prey to the north-east corner

of the island.

He's savvy.

Knows how to throw off a scent.

JEZA: Whatever.

We'll make him bleed for what he did to Lyle.

A man like that

never should have come to a place like this.

Malone or Lyle?

Your wife is a really lucky woman.

Yes, she was.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

Someone's gonna have to tell his family.

The prey did this?

Bishop.

JEZA: Why?

CARRION: For fun.

RAINSFORD: Bishop doesn't leave the island.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

[taking deep breaths]

[loud banging]

[grunting]

MALONE: This place ain't so bad.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Oh!

[scoffs]

Fuck shit up or not?

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[munching]

Mm.

Mm.

Oh, oh, this is the good stuff.

WEST: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

I would go easy on the berries.

The fruit here bites back.

This island was deemed uninhabitable

after the war.

I picked it up for the cost of a pair of red-bottomed heels.

For real?

WEST: For real.

The constant bombardment of tachyon radiation

has mutated the berries,

imbued them with a concentrated Psychotria viridis,

a highly potent hallucinogenic

also known as "psilocybin ayahuasca".

You're about to trip some serious balls.

It doesn't bother me.

I can't wait until they kick in.

Are we in open waters?

North of Japan, west of Hawaii.

Six more hours to go, friend.

Just make it until sunset and you're in the clear.

I thought it fair to tell you

that Mr. Bishop has been declared prey

by the remaining hunters.

Perhaps you'd want to team up with him?

Yeah, that won't be happening.

Some hunters do like a bit of fight.

I don't think you really know what that means.

They don't play by the rules in the real world,

so why would it be any different here?

Why don't you ask 'em to face me?

One on one.

No guns, no tricks.

That would be like asking a jackal

to stop eating meat.

Did you like your gift this morning?

I'd like my lighter back, please.

Well, why don't you come and get it?

Six hours, Mr. Malone and then you're free.

[taking deep breaths]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Come on.

Piece of shit.

Buy order 90 million--

No.

120 million in Lyle MFG mediation stock.

Confirm order.

Thank you, Lyle.

Once word gets out that you're dead,

share price in your company will skyrocket.

You're gonna make me a billionaire

by the time I'm 25.

Fuck, I love this game.

Fuck.

West?

West!

Hello, pet.

Didn't anyone ever tell you--

You never smoke in the field?

[Bishops chuckles]

That's so perfect there.

[takes a deep breath]

Deactivate the mine, now, Bishop.

You know, if you weren't so caught up

on trying to make money off Lyle's spilt blood,

you never would have been standin' there.

A girl's gotta eat.

I wonder what the hell you're even doing here.

Why'd you come to Apex?

You're hunting hunters' pocketbooks.

Oh, inside trading, hmm.

Like I said...

[sighing]

A girl's gotta eat.

Okay, just relax, put the gun down, please.

You know, I'm a friendly.

Take one more fucking step

and you won't be getting friendly

with anyone again.

There's no need to be mean.

It's just you and I, Jeza, nobody else.

Carrion, Rainsford, Malone.

Easy pickings.

You sure about that?

I haven't been so certain my entire life.

Well, we won't have to wait long to find out.

You're fair game now.

Oh.

Rainsford could take you.

I'd pick him as my favorite.

Hmm.

You know what?

You and I, we should team up.

We could take over Apex.

You, me, we could become the next Rainsford.

It'll be easy.

It'll feel like a little dance, you know?

What the fuck are you doing?

Just relax.

What the fuck are you doing?

Just relax a little.

Is this some kind of a seizure?

- What the fuck is this, Bishop? - Just-- yeah, yeah.

If you dance what the devil, you best make sure

that you put on your Sunday shoes.

So if you-- if you miss that even once,

well, let me tell--

[indiscernible]

[gunfires]

[taking deep breaths]

That wasn't very nice!

Deactivate this fucking thing, Bishop.

[chuckles]

The only way that that fuckin' thing

will be deactivated is if I do it.

Okay, fine.

Let's come to an understanding.

Alright, deal?

A bargain.

Oh.

[sighing]

BISHOP: You can trust me.

Yeah.

It's okay.

Total control.

You can have all of Th--

[grunting]

Oh, you fuckin' pet.

[chuckling]

JEZA: Hmm.

Yikes, old man.

I don't think that's how you saw today goin', huh?

Well.

We may as well get it over with, hmm?

Let's get the show on the road.

[sighing]

[Bishop grunts]

Beg me.

Shit me.

You're not scared.

It's impossible to be scared when you're already dead.

- [scoffs] - If only.

I'm the youngest out of six boys.

Every one of my brothers, they--

They all just wanted to chase more--

Chase more money.

More, more, more, more, more, more, more, more!

Every single one of 'em died of a heart attack.

Jeza, you can't take any money with you.

So they're dead, I'm not.

I'm standin' right here.

And I'm gonna live like I'm already dead!

Not a bad line, I might steal that.

It's the truth.

Hmm?

We're all dead.

Even the lucky, even the beautiful.

Shakespeare?

Mm, that was me.

[chuckles]

BISHOP: Yeah.

Okay, dead man.

When we get back to the real world,

you're sighing over your share of your family's estate to me

to manage.

Whatever makes you happy.

Deal?

It's a bargain.

JEZA: Hmm.

Good boy.

Now stay.

[chuckling]

Psychotic bastard.

Oh, come on!

What the fuck is that, Bishop?

Quit fuckin' around!

Looks like a couple of more detonators, don't it?

Uh, uh, yeah, okay, okay, let me get my head.

I need to get this clear.

I put two landmines down, I got two detonators.

So if I-- we got a 50/50 chance.

If I hit one of these detonators,

one of us is gonna go boom.

Uh, so, yeah--

No, you wouldn't do it, Bishop.

Uh, yeah, I'm not-- mm.

What do you think hell's serving for dinner tonight?

'Cause I would love a little side of Jeza!

Bishop, you are not that psychotic, okay?

Don't do this.

I-- I wanna do it!

This is not the game anymore, okay?

We're meant to be hunting Malone,

not each other, please, for the love of God.

- Are you sure? - Bishop.

- Are you sure? - 'Cause let's just find out.

Don't do it.

- Why don't we just find out? - Don't.

Say "hello" to my bloodline for me!

- Fucking cunt! - [explosion]

[sighs] Fuck this game.

[taking deep breaths]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[birds chirping]

Where'd she go?

Jeza?

Jeza?

Huh.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

Empty.

Fuck!

[grunts]

[taking deep breaths]

West, get me a depot.

[taking deep breaths]

Get me a fucking depot!

[taking deep breaths]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[taking deep breaths]

[indistinct whispering]

[taking deep breaths]

[grunting]

[gunfires]

Malone, I'm a little disappointed.

West said that you're special, but this was far too easy.

You're running around the forest with an empty gun, you old fuck.

I bet you put all the bullets in my back,

ya fuckin' cock-suckin' bastard!

I saw it in a movie once.

Yeah, it seems like you've been around the block

a few too many times.

Motherfucker, I made the block.

Okay, step on out.

Come on.

Come on.

I don't wanna be chasing you around the forest.

Couldn't be bothered.

You didn't have to kill the kid.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

How do you like bein' hunted?

It's all about perspective.

Hmm?

I'm as dangerous now as I've ever been.

And maybe an alliance, we could--

we could be even more dangerous together than ever,

even the odds.

[chuckling]

I always bet on myself.

That's the kinda bullshit that the Rainmaker would say.

That's the guy that killed the blonde?

You sly fuck.

You were hiding in the bushes, weren't you?

He doesn't look like he's all that.

Don't underestimate Rainsford.

We went big game hunting in Africa

with nothing but steel machetes and our gold balls,

and we killed a dozen rhinos.

And I'm not ashamed to say that he got most of them.

Hmm?

And what makes you think

that you can take on a man who Kills

just as easily as he breathes?

Yeah.

He sounds like he's a force of nature.

I don't know if I can beat him.

Yeah, I wouldn't want him to know

that I know his secrets.

And now, what about you?

You think you could take him?

[chuckles]

Kill me, it's game over.

He goes back to his ivory tower

and you go back to that cave that you crawled out of.

But if it was me

and I thought I could beat him,

I'd take my shot.

[chuckling]

How about I go find out?

Yeah, you go do that.

You change your mind, you know where to find me.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

Choose wisely.

[chuckles]

Look at you

sittin' here in the dark all by yourself,

sipping tea, tinkering with his toys.

You know, I'm really not interested in learning

if you can talk me to death.

[Bishop chuckling]

Well, before this gets all primeval,

I propose a parlay.

Huh, alright.

First, Ecka.

Why?

Lyle.

Why?

Because I wanted to.

Same.

No.

No.

No, I wanted to, you had to.

[cocking]

You ready?

For a spot of dinner? Sure.

What are you thinkin'?

You're on the menu tonight, old sport.

Hmm.

Well, what am I going to do?

Well, first, I think you'd reach for that hunting knife

that you just took over there.

Maybe you can close the distance

before I get a shot off with this rifle.

You'll miss.

I never do.

Not from this range.

But now that I've said that,

maybe you'll reach for that pistol,

because you know that West always keeps 'em loaded.

You're a good aim.

Maybe you'll get a shot off before I do.

Maybe.

I'm just extrapolating potential outcomes

based on what I know about you.

Well, then you should know that consequentialism

isn't my style.

Huh.

You see, you fancy yourself as some kind of agent of chaos.

I find you rather predictable.

Says the most vanilla man in the world.

Maybe.

You know, maybe I won't even use my rifle.

It's too easy.

BISHOP: You're a strange bird, Rainy.

You remember that bullshit fundraiser

that we did a while back?

I remember your wife, she took me out back.

When I was doin' up my zipper, she--

She warned me.

She warned me about you.

She said she was scared of you,

said she was scared of what you're capable of.

She had every right to be scared of you, didn't she?

I do regret what happened to her.

BISHOP: Oh, yeah, 'cause you lost your temper.

Uh, it-- it-- it was an accident.

No.

No, I just wanted to see if I had it in me.

[sighing]

You called for backup?

Hello, Carrion.

Are you ready to have a little bit of fun?

Hmm?

One versus two?

Alright.

I love a good threesome.

Blades and fists only.

Uh, no.

No, I think we should give him a little bit of a chance.

RAINSFORD: Well, you can do what you want.

I'm not gonna fight him.

I'm gonna kill him.

[chuckling]

You wanna kill me?

Then why the fuck you couldn't?

[grunting]

Come on. Come on.

[grunting]

Ooh.

[grunting]

[gunfires]

[grunting]

[taking deep breaths]

Whoa.

Jeza would love this.

No!

Jeza wouldn't be lovin' anything right now.

[taking deep breaths]

Huh?

[taking deep breaths]

Where'd you get that?

Where'd you get that?

BISHOP: Jeza gave it to me.

Huh?

Payment for what I was givin' to her.

You-- you know what I mean? Huh, you know?

RAINSFORD: You sick son of a bitch.

What the hell did you do?

Let's just say that she had a date

with one of my landmines, huh?

It ended with a bang!

Where is she?

Where is she?

- Where is she? - She--she--

[taking deep breaths]

She's a little bit everywhere.

[chuckles]

[grunting]

Fuck you.

- [grunting] - Fuck you, you bastard.

[grunting]

Fuck!

- [grunting] - Ugh, fuck!

[grunting]

[grunting]

[taking deep breaths]

[Carrion coughing]

Come on, motherfucker!

Come on!

Fuck you!

[chuckling]

Okay.

You're--

[taking deep breaths]

There you go.

[taking deep breaths]

Who were you callin' vanilla?

[taking deep breaths]

Huh, I'll see you real soon.

[gunshot]

[taking deep breaths]

Huh.

My kill, ergo my trophy.

You get a problem with that?

Good.

[grunting]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[sighing]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[birds chirping]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[exhales]

A lion in the savannah catches a zebra.

Do you know what they call that?

Lunch.

Exactly.

A hunt.

A real hunt is when both hunter and prey

can reason, deduce, and most crucially,

have the means and desire to want to draw blood.

What's your point?

My point is

my heart is at ease in a place like this.

My senses are at 11.

Each second is life and death.

Out there, they have a drug for everything,

but none of them can make me feel the way

that I do in here, at complete peace.

Jeza didn't need to die.

Well, there's something more to it.

We can both agree she deserved a better death.

What do you say you and I go hunt down Malone?

Yeah, I'm not goin' anywhere with you.

You're sick.

So were you, Mr. Carrion.

So were you.

In the real world, they would call us "monsters”

for what we do in here,

but we're not interested in the real world now, are we?

I just came here to hunt a guy.

Bullshit.

You're hoping in that moment of death

that you will feel alive again.

Yeah, no disrespect,

but you're more fucked in the head

than anyone I've ever met.

Oh, we both are, Mr. Carrion,

but we build empires,

we cure cancer, we put feet on Mars,

but yeah, we're still human

and to be human you have to reckon

with the quixotic ideal that we are good people

and the evil in us isn't always gnawing

at the edges of our mind.

No, Mr. Carrion, we're not sick.

We are aware, we're hunters.

It's the prey that is sick.

It's the Thomas Malones of the world that are sick.

Look what he's doing to us.

Pitting us against each other.

Brother against brother.

No, Mr. Carrion, we must destroy Malone

or he will destroy us.

How about this?

$1 to the man who takes Malone's head.

[takes a deep breath]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[coughing]

I hate forests.

Fuck nature.

[grunts]

Fuck dirt.

Hills.

Especially, fuck trees.

Ooh!

WEST: I would go easy on the berries.

You are about to trip some serious balls.

[takes a deep breath]

[indistinct speech]

Malone!

Come out of hiding!

Let's finish the game!

[yelling]

[gunfiring]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[grunting]

No mas.

Say it!

I wanna hear you say it.

No mas.

[takes a deep breath]

No--

No--

No mas.

Oh yeah, fuck.

You--

You're good.

MALONE: Kid, I'm better than good.

I'm bacon and eggs on a Sunday morning.

[grunting]

I never wanna see you again.

[grunting]

I can live with that.

[taking deep breaths]

If I live.

MALONE: Why the fuck would you come here?

You get off on this?

I mean, bein" close to death makes you feel alive.

What about you?

You're fighting pretty hard...

...to live for a guy

who doesn't seem to really give a fuck.

I got a reason to live.

Oh yeah, what's that?

Grandkids.

Two of 'em.

I wasn't a good father,

but maybe...

Maybe I can make good on this.

I got a kid.

I got a kid.

[taking deep breaths]

How old?

He's 4.

He's 4 years old.

MALONE: This gun's too heavy.

What else you got?

Carrion, check in.

Carrion, check in.

[taking deep breaths]

Carrion?

Huh.

West, I'd like to buy five mongrels, please.

Let's remind Malone who is the hunter

and who is the prey.

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[spitting]

Whoa!

Ha.

[chuckling]

A life of luxury to the legend who kills him.

I want my trophy.

I want him to know who he is.

Seal his destiny

and bring me the head of Thomas Malone!

Hey, you've got anything real that I can eat?

I'm starving.

Yeah, there's plenty.

MALONE: Great.

Where?

Where?

It's back at the lodge.

It's nothing.

[taking deep breaths]

It's over?

I win?

[taking deep breaths]

Mongrels.

What the fuck is a mongrel?

Hey, you hear me?

Sometimes hunters--

[taking deep breaths]

CARRION: They use them to flush out prey.

Hey, congratulations.

Rainsford's never used them on a person before.

So hey, that's something.

MALONE: Yeah.

Yeah, I feel really honored.

[chuckles]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[gunfires]

[gunshot]

[grunting]

- [grunting] - [explosion]

Shit.

This man, he's--

He's prefect.

West, I want more mongrels.

I don't give a shit.

Make them find him, I don't care.

Just give me more mongrels.

Now!

- [grunting] - [gunshots]

[gunfire]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

- [grunting] - [explosion]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[Munching]

Mr. Malone.

[chuckling]

Well, fuck.

Where's Carrion?

We came to an understanding.

How unpredictable.

You truly are a specimen, Mr. Malone.

MALONE: Don't sell yourself short.

You're a real piece of work.

Well, you have no idea.

[Malone sighs]

No, I think I got you figured out.

Do you?

You're some kinda joy killer?

RAINSFORD: No.

I'm the pinnacle of civilized man.

MALONE: Civilized?

[laughing]

Christ.

RAINSFORD: See, I hunt to learn about myself,

to reflect on why I am, who I am.

All this time, I uh, thought that you were a super villain.

Even better.

I'm an Apex warrior.

You're an idiot.

Well, I control the largest pharmaceutical company

this world has ever known.

I'm a trillionaire, self-made, thrice over.

So you're a rich idiot.

And an asshole.

I'm not gonna lower myself to argue with you.

Your destiny--

MALONE: My destiny is to make sure that you fuck off.

RAINSFORD: How crass.

You are my ultimate trophy, you always have been.

I don't even think West knows what you mean to me.

I got a question for you, though.

How'd that tomb feel with those cages?

A little claustrophobic at times?

A bit tight.

I am going to hang your head in my trophy case, forever mine.

My prey.

One of us is not leaving this island.

If you say so.

But remember, I am Dr. Samuel Rainsford.

I am the future of my species!

I am an Apex warrior!

Did you rehearse that?

That? No.

Well, mm, maybe.

But the point is I've got you dead to rights.

It is a statistical impossibility

that you survive and I don't.

So your only logical choice is to beg.

Beg me to let you live.

Well, that's not how I do things.

Concede.

This ain't that kinda fight.

[chuckles]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[gunshot]

[explosion]

[gunfire]

RAINSFORD: I do win.

It's all I do.

[gunfire]

[grunts]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[fire crackling]

[explosion]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[♪ ♪ ♪]

[♪ ♪ ♪]