Daniel Lench credited as playing...
The Rich Man
- The College Guy: Look, cancer or not, she's over 50. She's gonna have to go eventually.
- The Rich Man: What?
- The Lawyer: We never agreed to that.
- Bruce: Yeah, no way, man.
- The Lawyer: Are you going to start killing off people over 40 next.
- The Cop: I'm 43. you wanna kill me next, asshole?
- The College Guy: Hey, you got a problem?
- The Cop: Yeah, I got a problem. I think maybe anyone over the age of maybe, I don't know, 35 might have a problem. What are you guys think?
- The College Guy: [nervously] Look, hey, now, just hold on a second. Let's...
- [Everyone is voting for him]
- The College Guy: I'm just trying to help.
- The Old Woman: Fuck you.
- [the college guy is eliminated]
- The Atheist: [after the one arm man says that they should all volunteer] so mass suicide, then? That's great. Let's do that.
- The Rich Man: Hey, kid, you still wanna volunteer?
- The One-Armed Man: No.
- Shaun: Yes.
- The Lawyer: You're a fucking hero, kid, you know that?
- Shaun: Yeah, right.
- The Lawyer: No, I'm serious. Look, if I make it out of here, I'm naming my next kid after you.
- The Lawyer: [as Shaun volunteers] thanks Scott.
- The Rich Man: Thank you, Scott.
- The One-Armed Man: Fucking assholes. You knew his name was Shaun.
- The Lawyer: Whatever. The kids a hero.
- The Asian Kid: He bought us two minutes. Somebody toss him a heart.
- The Soldier: All right, enough.
- [Notices how everyone is looking at him]
- The Soldier: What? What are you looking at me for? You think it should be me? I was in Afghanistan for the past two years risking my life to keep the rest of you safe. I just got back two days ago. I was on my way to see my family. I got a seven month old... who doesn't even know who I am. My wife... I haven't seen my wife in... I'm not fucking dying in here. I'm not. I'm going home to them.
- The Cancer Survivor: Don't worry. I'm not voting for you.
- The Teenage Girl: Me neither.
- The African American Man: Yeah, we're gonna get out of here, man.
- The Asian Kid: Yeah, sure we are.
- The African American Man: Come on, man.
- The Asian Kid: No, you come on, man. He knows the truth. We all do let's just accept it.
- [Someone tells him to stop]
- The Asian Kid: You're gonna die dude. We all are.
- The Soldier: You're fucking pathetic man. You'd kill a kid to save your own life?
- The Rich Man: Yeah, that's right. I want to live, just like you.
- The Soldier: No, not just like me. I wouldn't do that.
- The Rich Man: Oh, yeah, well, we'll see what you do when it's your ass on the line.
- The Soldier: No, I don't think you will.
- The Rich Man: What's that supposed to mean? Huh? What, y-y- You're gonna kill me now? Why? Because I want to live, huh? I'm.. I'm a fucking bad person because I don't want to fucking die in here? You know what? Fine. You want to play games? I'l play your game. I say we get rid of both of them right now, starting with the kid! That gives us all a chance to walk out of here alive. Now, I know I'm not the only one in here that wants to do that.
- The Bearded Man: He's right. There's 15 of us left. All we need is six to even the playing field.
- The One-Armed Man: This isn't a game.
- The Bearded Man: No, it's not. But you decided to make it a game when you show sides. Well, we chose. We just chose the side that said everyone in here is equal. No one's special. You of all people should understand that.
- The Rich Man: Hey, you. Don't you love your wife
- The Husband: Of course, I do.
- The Rich Man: Well, well, don't you want to give her a chance to get out of here? Huh? How's that going to happen if you're on their side?
- The Bearded Man: Listen to him. If you choose their side, you're just sentencing your wife to death. Our way will give her a chance to live.
- The Rich Man: Right.
- The Husband: Yeah, yeah, b-but...
- The Rich Man: But nothing! Do you want to save her or not?
- The Husband: Okay, okay, fine! We're in!
- The African American Man: Me, too.
- The Soldier: What?
- The African American Man: Well, he... He's right.
- The Soldier: What?
- The Bearded Man: Okay, that's, uh, that's five. We just need three more.
- The Rich Man: Everybody vote for the kid.
- The Soldier: We're voting for you. Come on, people! Don't you want to live?
- The African American Man: [Rich man ties with the little girl] All right, make them tie again. They'll both die. Thats fair.
- The Rich Man: What?
- The Bearded Man: He's right. We'll take that trade.
- The Rich Man: What? W-what are you doing?
- The Soldier: Don't do it! She's just a kid!
- The Rich Man: Jesus Christ!
- [Gets eliminated]
- The Cancer Survivor: What happened?
- The One-Armed Man: They tied.
- The Asian Kid: How romantic.
- The Cancer Survivor: I thought if no one voted it it chose randomly.
- The One-Armed Man: Not in a toe, I guess.
- The Bearded Man: See. They both can't live. That means one of them has to go.
- The Soldier: They're not going anywhere.
- The Bearded Man: One of them has to die. You guys want them to decide? A little kid? That's too much responsibility for a child.
- The Rich Man: Yeah, he's right. We need to be the ones to do it.
- The Cancer Survivor: Do what?
- The Soldier: He wants us to kill one of them.
- The Bearded Man: I'm just saying we do what needs to be done.
- The Soldier: Bullshit! You're just trying to save your own fucking ass.
- The Bearded Man: It doesn't save me anymore than it saves you, but I guarantees that one of us will make it out of here alive, otherwise we will all die.
- The Soldier: Listen, this is a trick, all right? Once he gets one of them out of the way, he'll just go after the other. Don't fall for his bullshit.
- The Husband: If we had to chose one of 'em... Who would it be?
- The Rich Man: What do you do?
- The Pregnant Girl: What?
- The One-Armed Man: Come on, man.
- The Rich Man: Hey, it's a fair question.
- The Pregnant Girl: What do you mean, like for work?
- The African American Man: Yeah. Of course it'd be the guy in the sweater vest to start this class bullshit.
- The Rich Man: Hey, hey, hey, we're trying to decide who deserves to live, right?
- The Asian Kid: Oh, and career choice is the way to do that.
- The Rich Man: I'm just saying that some people contribute more to society than others.
- The Translator: Who cares what she does? She's pregnant, that's what matters.
- The Rich Man: There are plenty of babies. I mean, people have lots of babies. The world has enough single moms on welfare. She might be unemployed.
- The Translator: So what?
- Pretty Girl: That doesn't matter.
- The Rich Man: What does your husband do?
- The Pregnant Girl: What?
- The Rich Man: The daddy. The baby daddy. What does he do? Do you even know who the father is?
- The Pregnant Girl: Yes, I know who the father is.
- The Rich Man: Yeah-yeah, but you aren't married, huh?
- The Pregnant Girl: Look, he's... We're waiting.
- The Rich Man: You're waiting for what? For him to get out of prison?
- Pretty Girl: Oh, come on.
- The Pregnant Girl: He's not in jail.
- The Rich Man: Okay, what does he do for a living, then?
- The Lesbian: Enough with the inquisition.
- [the Asian kid gets voted]
- The One-Armed Man: What do you do?
- The Rich Man: I work for a bank.
- The One-Armed Man: Yeah, of course you do.
- The Rich Man: We lend people money to start their own businesses. Does anybody here have their own business?
- The African American Man: How much did you make last year?
- The Rich Man: I'm not talking about salaries.
- The African American Man: Well you're the one that started talking about the jobs.
- The Rich Man: No, I'm talking about being a contributing member of society. Now, I work my ass off every single day and I never, never take handouts from anyone. I lend people money to live their dreams. And outside of work I contribute a significant amount of money to charity.
- The Translator: Well, that's easy when you're pulling down six figures.
- The Rich Man: Oh, uh-huh, and what do you do?
- The Translator: I'm a graduate student.
- The Rich Man: Uh-huh. In?
- The Translator: Psychology.
- The Rich Man: Well, that's useful. How about you? What do you do?
- The One-Armed Man: Fuck off, dickhead.
- The Rich Man: What do you do? Huh? You collect your disability checks?
- The Lesbian: Listen, guy, if you're trying to get us to not vote for you, you're going about it the wrong way.
- The Translator: Seriously.
- The Rich Man: Look, look, look. We need to come up with some sort of metric here. Some way to decipher who lives to the next round.
- The One-Armed Man: Oh I know is if one of us gets to live, it's gonna be one of those two, at least if I have anything to say about it.
- [the Translator gets eliminated]
- The Bearded Man: [after the translator gets eliminated] well, I think we all know what that means.
- The Rich Man: Yeah, yeah, he's right. She's gone. He should be next.
- The Soldier: How nice. Two for one.
- Pretty Girl: Seriously.
- Wife: I mean, somebody has to go, right?
- Eric: Don't you see what they're doing here? They just killed her to get the majority back in their favor. They knew that she was on our side.
- The Husband: What side?
- The Rich Man: Yeah, there aren't any sides here.
- Eric: Oh, really? So you've never voted for the two of them?
- The Rich Man: No, of course not.
- The One-Armed Man: Bullshit.
- The Bearded Man: You don't know who's voting for who in here. None of us do.
- The Soldier: I think we have a pretty good idea.
- Eric: People, please, if they get the majority back on their side, they will kill both of them. That's what they want, to get them out of the way. Only the rest of us can stop that from happening.
- The Rich Man: You're paranoid, man.
- Eric: Okay, who's with me? The two girls plus me, That's... that's three. There's 16 of us left in here. We just need six more to get to nine. That's enough.
- The African American Man: Nine what?
- The One-Armed Man: Nine votes for a majority.
- Eric: Exactly.
- The Soldier: I'm in.
- Eric: Good, good. Five more. Everybody understands.
- The Bearded Man: This is crazy. It's not gonna work.
- The Cancer Survivor: All right. I'm in.
- The One-Armed Man: So am I.
- Eric: Okay, that six, we need three more. What about you guys?
- The Husband: What exactly are you asking us to do?
- The Soldier: We're asking you to help us.
- Wife: Yeah, but how?
- Eric: Look, they are gonna vote for one of those two girls each and every time. Eventually they're gonna get what they want.
- The Soldier: Unless we stop them.
- The Husband: Some them how?
- Eric: My block voting.
- The One-Armed Man: Yeah, man. it's just playing defense. He's right. There's no other way.
- Eric: It's just a numbers game now.
- The Rich Man: This is ridiculous!
- Eric: Are you with me?
- The Cancer Survivor: What do we do?
- The Bearded Man: No one's voting for them this round, okay?
- The Rich Man: Yeah, yeah, yeah. We said the guy who doesn't speak any English. He can't help us now, so once he's gone, we can all discuss what to do next.
- [the Spanish man ties with the little girl]
- The Rich Man: You all know what needs to be done. Vote for the kid, the only chance that we have!
- [the spanish man steps off his circle to save the little girl]