Carl Lucas
Hey. What happened?
Katrina Banks
You're not the only one that got in some good shots.
Lucas
I know.
FP Female prison guard
All right, ladies, line it up! The bus is leaving; don't make me tell you twice!!
Lucas
Hey. Thanks, huh?
Katrina
Yeah. I don't know why I did it. Probably get thrown in the hole for that.
Lucas
Then why?
Katrina
Why did you help that con?
Lucas
I wasn't gonna let the man fight my fight.
Katrina
You got a name?
Lucas
Uh-huh. Yeah; of course I do.
Katrina
[referring to 14K]
You wanna tell me why you just risked our lives to save that banger?!
Lucas
They're Triads. The only people Markus would not deal with. That's why they're not after us. They have no clue about the hit. Look, it's a Triad kill thing. It's a life for a life. Since I saved his, he owes me a favor.
Katrina
Well, I saved your life.
Lucas
Really? How so?
Katrina
Because your Markus Kane offered to buy my freedom if I would kill you.
Lucas
Great! First, they all want me dead, and now, you, too?!
Katrina
I guess you owe me a favor, too.
Lucas
I can't wait.
G Goldberg
Hey, amigo! I want a favor, too, huh?
Katrina
Buzz off, Goldberg!
Markus Kane
[referring to Carl Lucas]
How the hell is he still alive?!
J Joey
Boss, we've been assured it's happening.
Markus
It's been happening for weeks now! How much longer do you think he's gonna stay silent?!
J Joey
He's a tough guy, and he's been loyal so far...
Markus
I want him dead!!
J Joey
We have someone on the inside, a total psycho. It won't take long now, I promise you that!
Markus
Joey. Joey. The box, with its implications of rigidity and squareness, symbolizes unimaginative thinking and painful frustrations. [shoots Joey dead with a gun] Sometimes, we just have to step back and see if the solutions to our problem lie outside the box. [to his henchman] Call a meeting.
Markus's henchman: But with who?
Markus
Everyone!!
Lucas
[Carl Lucas has just been brought to what was once called the Death Match arena, and is being congratulated by R. H. Weyland, the boss of Weyland International, who standing behind the gates above the arena and letting out a very big laugh]
Okay, what did I do?
RH R. H. Weyland
You won! To the victor belongs the spoils.
Lucas
Okay, so what does that mean? [Weyland points at the open entrance and Lucas sees Katrina Banks being brought into the arena by a female prison guard] What is this?
W Weyland
In ancient Rome, the winning gladiator was the recipient of gifts. A show of gratitude from the powers that be for a job well done. She's yours. [sees a sign of romance beginning to blossom between Lucas and Katrina] Mm-hmm. Do with her what you please. [laughs]
Lucas
Is that right? And who the hell are you?
W Weyland
I'm Caesar. [turns around and exits the arena, leaving Lucas and Katrina alone to their own business]
Katrina
You know, they're probably watching.
Lucas
Mm-hmm. Listening, too, I guess.
Katrina
Some kind of game they're playing.
Lucas
Yeah, probably betting on what we'll do next.
Katrina
Option A, they're trying to get us closer so they can use one of us against the other.
Lucas
Uh-huh. Option B being, maybe, put a wedge between us, so we mess up on the track?
Katrina
I guess we just do what they want, and leave the rest for later.
Lucas
You playing me?
Katrina
[gets much closer to Lucas]
Doesn't matter.
Lucas
[gets much closer to Katrina]
No. It doesn't.
[The two share a kiss with each other, and they start to make love. Katrina lets out a very loud giggle as she and Lucas continue to make love with each other. The scene shifts to Lucas and Katrina making love on a blanket on top of what was once called the Death Match bus]
Markus
[Katrina Banks has just been brought to Markus Kane, who is about to offer her the deal of lifetime]
Beautiful view of freedom from here, Katrina.
Katrina
Okay. But who are you?
Markus
You're much more attractive in person.
Katrina
I'm flattered. What do you want?
Markus
Carl Lucas. I want him dead. And in return, I offer you freedom. A chance of life outside these walls for one simple task. You've got 48 hours. Either you kill him or I kill you. Let me make these walls disappear. Let me make you part of the view from outside, Katrina. Freedom. 48 hours. Tick-tock.
