The Tournament

Awakened by the sound of an explosion...

...running for their lives.

Police are now pushing...

...the Feds are telling us it is not a terror attack.

It is most likely an accident.

...the Fire Department is calling a major emergency.

...wave of unexplained killings

that are sweeping across this city.

Not all things in the world...

are quite as they first appear.

Every seven years in an ordinary town,

an extraordinary event takes place.

You won't know it...

you won't see it...

...but it happens.

Damn.

- You out? - Yeah.

Don't let it be him, Joshua. not him.

Mr. Harlow!

What's the matter, Mr. Harlow?

Are you out of bullets?

Here, have some of mine!

Whoo-hoo!

No you don't, Mr. Harlow.

Joshua!

To be quite frank with you,

you're a stain on our profession.

I'm beyond fucking insulted.

So...

come on out..

and I'll show you...

the only way to quit this line of work.

Congratulations, man.

Thanks.

I'm glad it was you.

Enjoy your life together.

We have a winner.

...crime rose across the board-

particularly gang-related gun crime,

which is leaving residents in a constant state of fear.

There were calls last night for further investment...

in the city's under-manned police force, as often-

Another day in the borough.

All right, you. Come on.

Out.

You been here long enough.

- Closing time, eh? - Opening time.

How many times have I told you about this?

Come on, out.

What did I do last night?

It's not what you did, it's how much you drank.

You're a disgrace, you know that?

You dirty bastard. Right.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Here. Don't forget this.

Now piss off, Father. You're barred!

Disgusting.

Fuck off.

All right. Venue's stacked.

Visual is coming through. Almost got it.

I'm into the ccTV mainframe.

That is tasty and invisible.

Thank you. Watch and learn.

- Rerouting. - Thank you.

Rerouted CCTV footage is online.

Confirm complete camera tap.

Rerouted ccTV confirmed

on all grid sections A through to B.

We have coverage of the entire city.

Abso-fucking-lutely.

Good. Visuals on the standby?

All available motion detectors and hidden cameras

are active and responsive.

- Block coms. - Blocking.

Emergency calls placed on permanent hold cycle.

Please hold while we try to connect you.

Emergency radio frequencies are scrambled.

Lock everything. Prepare to go live.

We're up.

About time. What's our status?

Some of the long hauls are a little late rising,

but the majority are up and about.

And the implants?

The surgery teams completed overnight.

Good. Make sure the cleanup crews are ready.

They're going to have a busy day.

Ladies and gentlemen...

welcome to the Tournament.

It is my honor

to be your host for this legendary event,

being held for the first time here in Great Britain.

With more CCTV than anywhere else on Earth,

we shouldn't miss a thing.

now, as you know,

the stakes in this room are high,

but the stakes for our competitors out there

are the highest possible.

At this very moment,

30 of the world's greatest assassins

are preparing for the ultimate sporting event.

International killers of every imaginable discipline

will compete for a $10 million cash prize

and the honorable title of the "World's Best. "

our lovely ladies are standing by to take your bets.

100K minimum stake.

And here are a few of my personal favorites

you may wish to keep your eye on.

- Visuals online. - Go to seven.

- Go to seven, Rob. - And cue.

Lai Lai Zhen, abandoned at birth and left for dead.

At 17, she was killing for the Triads

and has grown up to become the number one hitter

in the Eastern market for the past three years-

a snip at 10 to 1.

Anton Bogart.

An outstanding athlete,

he lives for the thrill of the hunt.

Silent, stealthy, smart-

a lethal option.

9 to 1.

Yuri Petrov, Russian special forces.

An incredible all-rounder armed to the teeth.

Fists, feet, bullets, bombs-

utterly merciless, he has it all.

Miles Slade, the crazy Texan kid.

An outside bet,

but he's mad enough to rise the ranks.

Reckless, ruthless, wild,

but guaranteed great entertainment.

This is one guy who truly loves his job.

And if you thought it couldn't get any better,

we have a dramatic late entrant...

a returning champion who I'm sure...

will add something very personal to the proceedings.

Seven years ago,

Joshua Harlow took the Tournament by storm

and retired as a champion.

But this year he's back.

For one reason, and one reason only-

revenge.

Joshua's wife was brutally murdered...

in their Miami home four months ago,

and the person who killed her...

is one of this year's players!

Joshua Harlow is our favorite at 2 to 1.

Activate tracking devices.

overlaying and synching positions.

- Tracking bugs online. - Prepare to go hot.

Hotter than me in a swimsuit.

Cue.

As ever, each assassin...

is implanted with a tracking device,

so we can find them,

and they can find each other.

But this year we've added an extra pinch of spice.

If we don't have a winner within 24 hours,

our contestants will discover...

that their tracking device...

isn't just a tracking device.

Well, I know you're all very busy men.

30 contestants...

24 hours...

one rule...

kill or die.

Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets.

The Tournament has begun.

Suck me sideways.

I would kill for a piece of that pie.

Yeah, right.

You'd be fucking dead before you could lick your lips.

Besides, somebody upstairs has designs on her.

Oh, yeah? Is that so?

Yeah, kinda.

They go way back. He nurtured her or something.

Oh, oh, oh.

All right, it is showtime.

Holy shit. Can you do that?

- Wow. - He just killed an innocent guy!

Fuck! I love this shit.

- Fuck! - Keep on him.

I'm locked on him. Nowhere to hide.

Miss Hunter, it is showtime.

We have Tomko versus Zhen.

That is England v. China!

Good. Patch it through.

Sir, we're off.

It's Steve Tomko and Lai Lai Zhen.

What the fuck are you up to?

Who is it?

Room service.

Breakfast, madam.

You like that, bitch? Huh?

I just want you to know, after I kill you,

I'm going to fuck you.

Hey, welcome to the tournament, Rob.

You fucking bitch!

First blood to Lai Lai Zhen.

Her odds move to 7 to 1.

Yeah!