"What the fuck?" "Fuck fuck fuck." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Hello?" "Hello!" "Is anybody there?" "!" "Please help me!" "Please help me, please." "Help me." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey, lady, wait a second." "Hey." "Lady, you gotta help me, all right?" "Hey, lady, you gotta help me." "You know how to get out of here, huh?" "Oh, God." "Are you okay?" "Fuck." "What?" "Ah!" "Don't try to fix my life, all right?" "I worry about you." "Well, I like my job and the hours suit me just fine." "And what about a little sun now and then?" "All these working nights, it's unhealthy." "No wonder you're still single." "You're joking, right?" "No, I'm serious." "I want you to come and work for me." "It's time I started to take a step back." "No." "That's it?" "Not even..." ""I'll think about it"?" "I have a career." "It's dangerous being a cop." "And I never see you anymore." "Dad, we see each other just about as much as we always have." "I just closed on a deal..." "Sylvia Manor." "It's a retirement home in Ladner." "It's in rough shape, but... well, with a bit of work it could be something." "You could manage the renovation." "Dad, you don't need me, you need a general contractor." "I'm not interested." "Like it or not, the business will be yours one day." "Tell me about the retirement home." "I was lucky to get it." "I had to call in a few favors." "What sort of favors?" "The kind that can... work your way when you need them to." "Look, I'm gonna be out there... all day tomorrow." "Why don't you... make your father happy and stop by?" "Just have a look at the place." "Huh?" "You okay?" "Yeah, fine." "You sure?" "Yeah." "I'm fine." "Domestic dispute?" " Rape." " Oh, shit." "You got a guy out front wanting to speak to you." " What about?" " He wouldn't say, wouldn't give his name." "You want me to pass him to Hellis?" "Hellis?" "No." "I'll handle it." "Okay." "My partner said you wouldn't give your name." "Look, I need your help." "All right?" "And what I'm about to tell you requires a stretch of the imagination, okay?" "Only I ain't making this stuff up." "People are gonna die tonight." "Okay." "You got my attention." "Okay." "Last night I got to bed late... asleep in seconds." "Next thing you know," "I'm bouncing around in the back of a van." "I was taken to a basement." "And... four guys that I have never seen before... and this voice... this voice tells us that we're gonna be playing a bunch of games for our lives." "It was really fucked up." "Said if we tried to leave, we'd be killed." "This some kind of joke?" "It happened so fast, you know?" "One second he was there, the next second, you know, he just..." "But the rules were simple." "All right?" "Only the winners survive." "Right?" "The losers would be taken away... and sacrificed." "Sacrificed?" "Yeah." "What happened to your neck?" "Hey!" "Over here." "Quickly!" "Easy, easy." "Hold the door." "Slow down." "Slow down." "What the fuck is going on, huh?" "Well, you're one of the fortunate." "Very few escape." "Fortunate?" "What the fuck, dude?" "Fucking thing almost took off my fucking head." "What the hell was that?" "Who are you?" " Tell me." " Well, I'm the janitor." " The janitor." " The name is Joe..." "Joe Baalberith." "Joe." "Janitor Joe, all right." "All right, Joe." "Where am I, huh?" "Where the fuck am I?" "At the very place you've chosen to be." "Joe, what does that mean?" "The entrance." "Or exit." "Depending on your point of view." "Fuck you." "Whatever." "There's no hiding." "Let me get this straight, okay?" "You were kidnapped and forced to play a series of games for your life?" "When you lost, you were chased by a demon in an underground parkade, but saved by a janitor." "That's right." "A janitor named Joe." "That's right." "And what was his last name again?" "He said his name was Joe Baalberith." "Tell me more about him." "I don't know." "He was Joe, okay?" "He was a janitor, he cleaned parkades for a living." " What do you want?" " How about a description?" "He had a tattoo." " Oh." " Yeah, he had a tattoo." "He had this weird circular symbol on the back of his hand." "Did Joe enlighten you as to why you were all there?" "Our sins." "What sins have you committed?" " What's that supposed to mean?" " Isn't that why you're here," " to confess something?" " No, I'm here because two guys are dead" " and they're gonna kill more." " It's two?" "I thought it was one." "You're changing your story?" "I'm not changing shit." "There was another guy and he lost before I did, I saw it." " Oh, you saw it." " I saw it, I saw it." "And there was a home movie of his death and I saw it." "You guys doing a little partying?" "Look, I'm telling you the fucking truth here." "Come on." "Don't raise your voice." "Tell me about the home movie." " Are you gonna save these guys or what?" " Well, tell me what you saw." "If you have something to say, now is the time to say it." "I could use a glass of water." "I'll be right back." "Grant, could you have Shellie pull a print from those?" " Tell her it's a rush." " Sure, you got it." "We got a match on the finger print." "His name is Ryan James." "He did some time for drug trafficking six years ago." "The word is he's still dealing." "And it's his shit that's linked to those ODs last month." "We gotta find this guy." "Let me get this straight, okay?" "You were kidnapped and forced to play a series of games for your life?" "When you lost, you were chased by a demon in an underground parkade, but saved by a janitor." "That's right." " A janitor named Joe." " That's right." "And what was his last name again?" "He said his name was Joe Baalberith." "Tell me more about him." "I don't know." "He was Joe, okay?" "He was a janitor." "He cleaned parkades for a living." " What do you want?" " How about a description?" "He had a tattoo." " Oh." " Yeah, he had a tattoo." "He had this weird circular symbol on the back of his hand." "Did Joe enlighten you as to why you were all there?" "Our sins." "What sins have you committed?" " What's that supposed to mean?" " Isn't that why you're here," " to confess something?" " No, I'm here because two guys are dead" " and they're gonna kill more." " It's two?" "I thought it was one." "You're changing your story?" "I'm telling you the fucking truth here..." " Oh!" "Oh, God." " Drive the car." " Drive the car!" " Okay." " Drive the fucking car." " Oh, Jesus." "What the hell are you doing?" "I'm fucked up, all right?" "Now drive." "Drive." "Okay." "Okay." "I tried to make things simple for you, but you wouldn't listen." "You're listening now, aren't ya?" "You stupid fucking bitch!" "Ah!" "Bitch." "You wanna play games, huh?" "Where are we going?" "We're gonna go to the parking garage." " Why?" " Well, I tried to explain that to you before, but you didn't wanna listen, did you?" "Someone else is gonna die tonight." "What do you care?" "I thought you were all sinners." "You're right, I don't give a shit, but they've got something of mine." "Turn right up here." "All right, now pull over." "Turn the car off and give me the keys." "The keys." "Put your hands back on the wheel." "Start the car." "There are barely any parking garages on that." "I'm gonna need a bunch more than that." "This city is full of garages." "Then I need all the..." "like, I need a list of whoever does the hiring, human resources for like maintenance and stuff." "For each one." "Yes, please." "Thank you very much." "Okay, so you fax that over to me?" "All right, thanks." "All right, man." "All right, bye." "We're going to South 1st and Kent." "Look, let me call for backup, okay?" "Let us take care of this." "Yeah, I don't think so." "Okay, fine." "Tell me what happened in the home movie." "It doesn't matter what happened." "It does matter." "The more I know, the more I can help you." "All you need to know is that they have something of mine and you're gonna help me get it back." "All right, look, it showed everything... the past, present... everything." "Back off!" "What's your problem, asshole?" "Come on, don't!" "No, please!" "That sick fuck deserved to die." "Kids don't forget that shit." "It lives inside their heads forever." "I should have killed him myself." "What happened to him?" "They took him." "So what did they show you when you lost?" "Nothing." "I find that hard to believe." "B-10." "l-27." "O-65." "What?" "O-65!" "Shit." "B-2." "Bingo." "Bingo!" "G-48." "Bingo." "So you're still dealing." "I don't force it on no one." "If someone ODs, that's their problem." "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that." "People are responsible for themselves." "I just sell the shit." "The world's full of sinners, Ryan, why do you think they chose you five?" "Look, I don't know, all right?" "What do you want from me?" "You want me to apologize?" "You want me to say I'm sorry for everything I've done?" "Well, it's not gonna happen." "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?" "Get the fuck inside" " and drive!" " Ah!" "Oh!" "Go on, get inside!" "Fuck!" "That was really fucking stupid." "Okay?" "You try that again, I'll fucking kill you." "You got that?" "Then drive the car." "Drive the fucking car." "Over there." "All right, get out." "You're on your own." "It's part of the deal." "What deal?" "Fuck you." "Whatever." "There's no hiding." "There's a cost for you to be set free... a debt to be paid." "What kind of debt?" "Ooh." "An ambitious one." "It is imperative that a life be taken." "The deal was to bring you here in place of me and in return my debt would be paid." "That's what he said." "Why here?" "We'll find out soon enough." "Why me?" "I don't know." "Their choice, not mine." "Get out." "Get out!" "Get out." "Hey." "You're gonna need this." "You were told the truth." "Who are you?" "I'm the janitor." "The truth about what?" "We have to go now." "Don't move." "I can help you escape." "What are you talking about?" "Your past." "Come and I'll show you." "Look, I suggest you start answering my questions." "More people are going to die tonight." "What people?" "I will show you." "What is this?" "Um..." " Oh, this is a... it's a sigil." " A what?" "A sigil." "It's called a sigil." "Right?" "It's like a..." "like a symbol or a glyph... used in rituals." " Rituals?" " Yeah." "Yeah." "This..." "this one here represents a fallen angel by the name of Baalberith, of all things." "Pick up the phone and make some calls." "I wanna know about every janitor who's working the night shift." "Okay." "Janitors working the night shift..." "I'll find out whatever janitors are working the night shift." "Give me a freaking minute." "So what am I gonna see up on that wall when you lose, huh?" "You must be some kind of sicko." "No sicker than you, I'm sure." "Pair of queens." "Why don't we just put everything in the middle, cut the deck, high card takes it all?" "I'll stay with five-card stud." "We could end this charade in a second." "You think this is a charade?" "I'm just screwing with you, okay?" "This amuses you, watching people die." " Hey, whatever it takes." " All it takes is a few lost hands and you'll die like the rest of 'em." "What the hell do you care?" "The longer we play, the longer we both live." "And the sooner you lose, the sooner I get out of this shithole." "What?" "I like you." "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" " Dealer's game, right?" " Yeah." "Then let's cut for high card." "Look, I told you I was just joking, okay?" "If I'm gonna lose then let's get on with it." "I don't want it to end like this." "You don't play a card, you forfeit." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "Odds are in your favor." "I'd raise you if I could." "What the hell is going on here?" "Prick." "These people that are gonna die tonight, who are they?" "They are as all men... made or unmade by themselves, creators of their own destiny." "Just as like is drawn to like, they attract not what they want, but that which they are." "Those responsible, those who fall victim tonight, are one and the same," "they're all sinners." "It's for you." "It will lead you to the answers you seek." "Get in." "Oh." "What's in there?" "What is this?" "It's a spotlight on your past." "What are you talking about?" "The answer you wanted to know." "What?" "What answer?" "Look, what kind of game are you playing?" "Who are you?" "One who knows your darkest secret, dragged into that car all those years ago." "What?" "You son of a bitch." "Oh, thank God." "Please, you gotta help me." "What?" "Oh no." "No." "No." "No." "No." "Please, these people are crazy." "They're crazy." "You gotta help me." "What people?" "What are you talking about?" "Look, what is going on?" "Turn it off." "Turn it off!" "What is going on?" "!" "Ooh, he sees the past... the past once shared in a car with you." "Oh God." "It's you?" "I'm sorry." " I'm sorry." " You?" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "It's you?" "Oh God." "Thank you." "Fuck you." "Where are you taking me?" "Dad?" " Yeah." " Hey, It's me." " Any word from Porhowski?" " No, No." "Nothing." "And as far as the janitor goes, there wasn't a parkade last night who had one that was working." "I still have a couple more I gotta check out, but look, I know you really don't wanna hear this shit, okay?" "but just..." "I've been digging a little deeper into this whole fallen angel thing and I think I found something." "What is it?" "Okay, there was this..." "this priest, right..." "Father Michaelis... who wrote about a possessed nun in the 17th century." "Apparently she had taken on a lover and convinced him to kill the mother superior, so this priest does an exorcism and actually speaks with the "thing" that's possessed her." "And it says its name is Baalberith and that it's a grand pontiff in hell." "It punishes sinners and tempts the innocent, but get this, it also says it takes great pleasure in making a game out of all these things for the devil's entertainment." "What do you think?" "Frank, what... what are you doing in here?" "Are you all right?" "Dad?" "Dad?" "Dad." "Dad, is that you?" "Dad!" "I'm gonna come in, okay?" "Dad." "What are you doing here?" "Well, I came here for you." "Why else would I be here?" "The cowardly, the vile... the sexually immoral... the murderers, the idolaters," "and all the liars, they will find their place in a fiery lake of burning sulfur." "You're to take his place." "What would he do, huh, had he the motive and cue for passion?" "Huh?" "Well, I don't know." "You've exceeded all my expectations," "but now you will pay a price for your stubbornness." "Oh, you have no idea to what lengths I will go." "Your innocence is what I desired the most... but now I grow tired of these games." "Get the fuck down." "Get the fuck down!" "Go." "No!" "Dad!" "Dad, breathe." "Dad!" "Oh God." "Oh, please, Dad." "Subtitles by LeapinLar"