01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

[suspenseful music playing]

[cat yowls]

[soft thud]

[6th Floor] Damn ketchup…

[sighs]

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[yawns]

I want a pillow.

[grunts]

[sighs]

[snoring]

["Mr. Lonely" by Bobby Vinton playing]

♪ Lonely ♪

♪ I'm Mr. Lonely ♪

♪ I have nobody ♪

♪ For my own… ♪

- [music speeds up]
- ♪ I am so lonely ♪

♪ I'm Mr. Lonely ♪

♪ Wish I had someone
To call on the phone ♪

- ♪ I'm a soldier… ♪
- [music distorts]

[music speeds up]

[sped-up music continues with static]

[music fades]

[static buzzes and fades]

[tuning guitar]

[6th Floor] You up?

[whimpering softly]

[4th Floor] 7th Floor.
Uh, how are you feeling?

- [gasps]
- [wistful guitar music]

[7th Floor grunts]
What happened down there?

[6th Floor] As if you don't know.
They caught on to us.

I know that you've been helping them out,

trying to level the playing field
and all that.

Where's the fun there?
You gotta have an edge, you see?

Some drama.

Why mess with the way of the world?

Top floors do the ruling,
the bottom floors do as we say.

We've got a hierarchy around here.

Why stick with the losers
when you're so smart?

That's boring.

- You're a top shelf guy. Act like it.
- [giggles]

[6th Floor] At the end of the day,
all of us want the same thing.

We wanna squeeze
all the cash we can outta this show.

They're gonna thank us some day, okay?

- [winces]
- [metal rattling]

[dramatic music playing]

[groans] Why'd those b*stards do that?

[2nd Floor] It must've been
to stop us from buying weapons.

Weapons?

- They don't want us fighting back.
- [banging]

- Sh!
- [gasps]

[1st Floor] Why else would they have
broken our intercoms?

- [5th Floor gasps]
- [1st Floor] We're completely stuck now.

Don't worry about this.
I'm gonna make you rich as hell.

[Jin-su thinks] Man,
I should've stocked up more.

Ugh, I'm worried about 7th Floor.

I mean, why'd they go and drag him away?

They could be trying
to make him turn against us.

[Jin-su] You think so?

Well, I mean,
he's on a top floor, after all.

Plus, with the delivery chute thing, they
need him to help block us lower floors.

Ah, we're really screwed if that's true.


[2nd Floor] Hey.

Speak for yourself.

- [Jin-su] Right.
- [5th Floor sighs] Well…

Come on. I doubt he'll abandon us.

Why… After all the work he's done
trying to help us…

[Jin-su] I don't know. He and I have
gotten pretty close in here.

- [5th Floor] Oh?
- [Jin-su] We smoke together.

[5th Floor] Right, right.

- [5th Floor sighs]
- [thunder crashing]

[Jin-su] Have you guys gotten any food?

- I haven't.
- [5th Floor] I guess they haven't sent it.

[1st Floor] It's strange.
Why are they still all up there?

[Jin-su] Beats me.
Somethin' weird's goin' on.

What in the…

[footsteps]

[5th Floor gasps]

[ominous music playing]

[2nd Floor] Huh?

[Jin-su thinks] Oh God.
This doesn't feel right.

Why is his arm around 7th?

[Jin-su] 7th Floor, hey. Feelin' better?

Here's how things are gonna progress
from this point forward.

We have about 160 hours on the clock.

We need to keep those numbers up.

In other words,


We need you to keep working hard
in order for us all to reach our goal.

Hey, wait a second. What's going on?

Don't you guys have to work too?

- We're all in this together, right?
- [6th Floor scoffs]

[8th Floor giggles]

You're making us do all the work
while you sit around on your lazy butts.

Hey… Come on, now.



As always,
you have the choice to opt out of working.

You can make that decision yourself.

But your food and water
will now be withheld.

So you're gonna starve us?
The game's over if we die, idiot!

We will ensure that nobody dies.

[Jin-su thinks] It's obvious
what that actually means.

We'll be on death's doorstep

while they hand out just enough food
to keep us from croaking.



The utter hell of slowly wasting away
is worse than death.

If you earn enough time
playing the games of our choosing…

[coins jangle]

…you'll receive a coin like this one.

Water and meal kits
are now a coin apiece.

Items purchased through
the delivery chute in the square

will also cost you coins.

One coin is equal to three hours.

So, for every three hours you make,
you'll receive one coin.

If we don't make three hours?

Simple.
You won't receive any coins at all.

Is this some kind of joke?

- You b*stards!
- [Jin-su] 2nd Floor, don't do it!

One more step and I'll zap you.

This one's heavy duty.
You're in for a treat.

[7th Floor] Let's not overthink this.

If you want to buy a meal
and one water bottle, then,

you'll need to earn two coins a day.

If you make just six hours daily,
you'll get to eat.

Not too tough.
That's 24 hours total.

As long as you keep up the good work,

you should easily be able
to earn that much a day.

You all know how to earn time.

[Jin-su thinks] So if we don't earn enough
each day, we don't get to eat?

They didn't just win him over.
He's one of them.

And now he's leading the charge.


You gotta admit, this is a step too far.

We've been working together
this whole time!

Now you're putting it all on us?
I don't understand what's going on.

This isn't right!
You can't treat us like this.

Aren't we all on the same side?
It's so unfair.

I'm not gonna stand here
and let you make us your sl*ves!

- [5th Floor gasps]
- [1st Floor groans]

[2nd Floor] You m*therf*cking prick!

[screams]

- [taser crackling]
- [groans]

[ominous music playing]

[6th Floor] Told you it was heavy duty.

- [2nd Floor whimpers]
- Anyone else got a problem?

- [5th Floor] Oh God.
- [Jin-su] Don't!

- [wails]
- [5th Floor screaming]

It's too violent for me.
Tell me when it's over.

[8th Floor] Oh!
Look how much time we made!

[7th Floor] Nothing's really changed.

We're all here
to get money out of this show.

And we'll still walk away with more money
than we could've otherwise dreamed of.

You four will just be working a little
harder than the rest of us will be.

But it's only natural.

Our floors determine
our roles in this world.

You just happen
to be the ones on the working floors.

[thunder and heavy rainfall]

[music fades]

Inside this box
are a set of ping-pong ba*ls.

A different game is written down
on each of the ba*ls.

You'll choose the day's game at random.

Each game is designed to have one winner,
and the losers are punished.

What's the punishment?
What are you gonna do, tase us again?

[7th Floor] Depends on the game.

You'll find out more in due time.
But first things first.


to choose the first ball?

[sighs]

[6th Floor] You.

[thunder crashing]

[sighs]

- We'll play hide-and-seek.
- [bell chimes]

- Like the game kids play?
- [7th Floor] Yes.

Now, before the game begins.

Eyes, tongue, arms, or legs.
Please choose one.

What are you talking about?

Eyes, tongue, arms, or legs.

Choose one each.

[2nd Floor] Tell us what they mean.

We have a right
to know what we're choosing.

- The reason--
- It'll be more fun if we keep it a secret.

- [2nd Floor] I'll tear that b*tch's head…
- [1st Floor] Let it go.

[sighs]

[thinks] What should I do?

It'd help if I knew what it meant.

Which should I choose?
What are they gonna do?

I'll take…

Uh…

Well, I'll go with the arms.

[thinks] Oh, Jesus. This is crazy.

I'll choose… [sighs]

I'll take legs. Uh, I suppose.

Okay, fine, then. The tongue for me.

So that leaves the eyes for 2nd Floor.

[tinkling sound]

[chiming]

Okay. Should we tie them up now?

[Jin-su thinks] Oh, no.

Handle our cash cows with care. [giggles]

[Jin-su] 6th Floor was "it,"
and the four us had to run and hide.

Because we're in hell, this was different
than the game we played growing up.

- First of all, we were bound.
- [chiming]

We got a penalty, which is why
we had to choose a body part.

The second thing was that getting found
didn't mean the game was over.

That was… just the beginning.

All right. Is everybody ready?

[6th Floor] Ah!

Now, hide!

- Ten!
- [rock music playing]

HIDE-AND-SEEK

[6th Floor] Nine!

- [8th Floor] Hurry!
- ♪ I don't got a dollar to pay my rent… ♪

- [6th Floor and 8th Floor] Seven! Six!
- ♪ You got a lot less for a dollar bill… ♪

- [both] Five!
- ♪ But you don't wanna know… ♪

- [both] Four!
- ♪ And, baby, it's already you… ♪

- [both] Three! Two!
- ♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show… ♪

- [6th Floor] One!
- [8th Floor] Here we come!

- Come out, come out, wherever you are!
- ♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show… ♪

[6th Floor] Hey!

[chuckles]

- Right there.
- Oh, dang.

- [8th Floor giggling]
- ♪ I ran out of gasoline to feed my car ♪

♪ Spent all of my money
To reach for the stars ♪

- ♪ Still, I want to… ♪
- [laughing]

- Hey, 1st Floor! You're out!
- ♪ You are my precious, baby ♪

♪ Oh, no, I don't know, yeah… ♪

Look! Get her.

- ♪ And, baby, it's already you… ♪
- [8th Floor] Quick, go after her!

- [laughing]
- ♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show… ♪

- [screaming]
- [6th Floor laughing]

- ♪ And, baby, it's already you… ♪
- [6th Floor] Hah!

- Two to go! Oh, yeah!
- ♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show… ♪

[8th Floor] Two down,
and two more left to go!

Where, oh, where did you go?

- Ready or not, here I come now!
- ♪ And, baby, it's already you ♪

[8th Floor] Hmm… where could you be?

Don't worry… I'll find you.

[Jin-su breathing shakily]

[8th Floor] Where are you?

♪ I ran out of gasoline to feed my car ♪

♪ Spent all of my money ♪

- ♪ To reach for the stars… ♪
- Hey!

- [groans]
- [giggles] Well, isn't this getting fun?

-♪ You are my precious, baby ♪

- ♪ Oh, no, I don't know, yeah… ♪
- [6th Floor grunting]

♪ And, baby, it's already you ♪

♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show ♪

- ♪ And, baby, it's already you… ♪
- [blows landing]

[2nd Floor moaning]

♪ And, baby, you'll miss the show… ♪

- Enough.
- [6th Floor] Hands off! sh*t!

You found three people.
The game's over now, okay?

Hmm…

♪ And, baby, it's already you ♪

[6th Floor chuckling]

Now, that's what I like to see!

[7th Floor] 3rd Floor managed
to stay hidden until the very end.

This makes him the day's winner.
Congratulations.

[8th Floor] Hmm?

[chuckles]

[7th Floor] So, as I told you earlier,


exempt from the penalty.

A loser will be selected randomly
to receive the chosen punishment.

Let's begin the preparations. 4th Floor?

[chuckles]

[jaunty music playing]

[7th Floor] We're gonna call this
the Human Piñata.

We're making sure
that 3rd Floor can't see a thing,

and we'll have him spin around ten times.

Then he will come out swinging.

- Fate will decide which of you he hits.
- [Jin-su] But this is too much, isn't it?

Huh?

[7th Floor] You can refuse,
but, as I'm sure you recall,

you need to earn 24 hours
if you want food and water.

If this round is too lackluster
to earn enough time,

we'll immediately start another game.

- [Jin-su groans]
- [5th Floor whimpering]

[7th Floor] I take it
you understand the situation.

[grunting]

[muffled] I'm sorry, guys!

- "IT'S OKAY, 3RD FLOOR!"
- "DO IT!"

"I'LL BE FINE."

[Jin-su] I'm so sorry!

- [4th Floor] One!
- [2nd Floor] Get it over with! Do it!

[4th Floor] Two. Three.

- Four. Five…
- [all sobbing]

"DO IT ALREADY!"

"3RD FLOOR! I'M OKAY!"

[4th Floor] Eight. Nine.

"JUST f*cking DO IT!"

[4th Floor] Ten! Swing!

Oh! [squeals]

- [gasps]
- [bat rolls]

[8th Floor laughs]

Hey, you won!

- [giggles]
- [rustling]

[grunting]

[Jin-su panting]

Oh, 1st Floor! I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Oh God! No.
- [laughs]

- [Jin-su] He's bleeding! No, oh, my God…
- [1st Floor groans]

[whimpers]

- [Jin-su] Oh God!
- [1st Floor splutters]

Just breathe, okay?
Breathe. You'll be okay.

[5th Floor sobbing]

[7th Floor] We earned 26 hours from
the day's events. Not too shabby.

You get one coin per three hours.

But as a token of our appreciation,

we'll give you nine coins
for performing so well.

Now, you'll each write down how many coins
you'd like to receive out of that nine.

[thinks] Another twist?

If the total number you write down
is anything greater than nine,

then no coins will be dispensed,
so please, think carefully.

What kind of bullshit is this guy spewing?

Sorry, are you saying that there's
a chance we won't eat or drink today?

If our guess is wrong, that's it?

- We get nothing?
- [7th Floor] Yes, precisely.

- sh*t, man…
- [6th Floor] Told ya he was smart.

[7th Floor] You're not allowed
to discuss your numbers.

If anyone's caught cheating,
you'll all be responsible,

in which case, no one will receive
any coins, so please bear that in mind.

Give us a break.
We should be allowed to talk--

From this moment on

we ask for complete silence.

[4th Floor] Here you go.

[thinks] We get rewarded on our own,

but if one of us messes up,
then we all suffer.

This is so sadistic.

[4th Floor] Remember, no talking!
Don't even look at each other. Mm-kay?

[Jin-su thinks] Let me think.

There are nine coins at stake,
to split between the four of us.

If we each get two…

that leaves one on the table.

So, what, we just waste one?

Although, I was the winner today.

Don't I deserve a little extra?

It's better than nobody getting it.

Yeah, okay. That works.

[pensive music playing]

Wait a sec. That might not be
how other people see things.


he should get the third coin,

as a consolation prize, which is fair.

- [buzzer sounds]
- [sighs]

But if we're basing this on
who got hurt the most today,

then 2nd floor takes the cake.

If they both write down three…

- [bell dings]
- [buzzer sounds]

Ugh.

This is tough. Oh, wait, you know what?


totally write down three, too.

Not, like, maliciously or anything,
she could just be really hungry.

- I could see her doing that.
- [buzzer sounds]

[groans] God, I can't trust anyone, can I?

They'll be selfish
and we'll all get screwed.

I'm gonna have to step up
and be the smart one here.

They can be selfish, and I'll write zero.

[chiming]

No, that's insane.
I can't sacrifice everything.

I need a water bottle, at least.

- [coins jingling]
- Uh, wait.

What if we do max out at ten?
This is so risky.

Will they really let us starve?
Are they that heartless?

[7th Floor] The total number
that you've submitted

is seven coins, in all.

- Huh?
- [thinks] Only seven?

[7th Floor] You'll each receive
the number of coins you wrote.

- Use them wisely.
- They all wrote down two except for me.

I should've just gone
with my first instinct.

- The smart one, my a*s.
- [music stops]

One coin to tide me over.
This leaves me with a decision to make…


backstabbing son of a b*tch.

Why'd I ever trust that f*ck' snake?

I bet he doesn't even really
need glasses, the lying prick.

- [bleep]
- [Jin-su sighs]

Okay. It's bedtime.

- It's the question game.
- [Jin-su thinks] What'll this be?

Are they gonna punch us over and over
while they make us answer questions?

[7th Floor] It's just Twenty Questions.
We think of a topic, you ask questions,

and you get 20 chances
to figure out the right answer.

Whoever gets it wins the game.

The prize is the same as yesterday.

The winner will get to carry out
the day's punishment. Not too bad.

[scoffs]

[thinks] Right, because smashing
your teammate's head is such a blast.

- Are you ready to begin?
- Okay!

TWENTY QUESTIONS

It's time. Please start guessing.

[Jin-su] All right, here we go.

The beginning of Twenty Questions
makes or breaks us.

We've gotta get a strong start if we're
ever gonna get the answer in time.

- [1st Floor] Is it a person?
- [somber music playing]

- No, no.
- Can it breathe?

Nope.

- Is it something you hold?
- Ah, no.

Uh, is it some kind of activity
or action one does?

An action…

Oh, I think… yeah, you could call it that.

Is the thing something you do by yourself
or only with other people?

Mm… No, you can't do it
without at least two people.

All right. Does it feel good?

Very good, of course.

[thinks] It feels good, and you need
at least two people to do it.

Is it… sexual?

No, it's not sexual.

[scoffs] My God, 3rd Floor.
Your mind's in the gutter.

[giggles]

- [Jin-su sighs]
- [1st Floor] Okay…

Is it something that, uh,
we should all know about?

Hmm… Duh!

If you don't know, then you're dumb.

Oh, I know.

- Hey, wait.
- I…

Are you sure you've thought this through?

Yeah, sorry, but I really think I know.

- You don't have to guess--
- I know, but I'm sure.

- Trust me on this one.
- [sighs]

How about "game"?

Nope.

Oh…

- [8th Floor giggles]
- [4th Floor] Ten questions left!

Hey, 5th Floor. They count it as a normal
question when you make a guess like that.

- Oh. Sorry.
- [Jin-su thinks] You know what?

That… was a good guess.

- Could it really be…
- [5th Floor sighs]

- [thinks] I think I figured it out.
- [5th Floor sighs]

[thinks] Actually, wait.

If I won, I'd have to swing the bat again.

This could be an opportunity.

[yawns]

[Jin-su] If I can nudge 2nd Floor
towards the answer,

then she'd hold the power.

And she knows how to fight.

[8th Floor sighs]
Have you dummies given up?

I'll take a stab.

So, if it isn't a game…

could it possibly be

a quiz?

- Wrong. [giggles]
- [4th Floor] That was 11 questions.

- Why'd you guess?
- [Jin-su] Take the hint. It's like a quiz.

Come on. The ball's in your court now.

- Don't let us down.
- I've… got one.

- Yeah.
- [Jin-su] Don't do it.

Hey.

I think all of us know the answer.

- [Jin-su] Why are you butting in?
- A game or a quiz…

- [Jin-su] Stop!
- I don't think they're right.

But it's some kind of activity
that we've done.

[Jin-su] It shouldn't be you! Hang on.

Stop.

Stop! Please, no.

[sighs] Oh, no, I'm sorry, guys.

But I just forgot what I was gonna say.

Lame. What the heck?

- Just ignore me.
- Ah. 1st Floor, you're a tease!

[Jin-su] Now,
that was one hell of an assist.

Thanks for pickin' up
what I was puttin' down.

Now, okay, 2nd Floor, bring it home.

- I'll bite.
- [Jin-su] Come on!

Twenty Questions?

[4th Floor gasps]

- You got the right answer! Yay!
- [5th Floor gasps]

[8th Floor giggling]

[7th Floor] The winner
of Twenty Questions is 2nd Floor.

- Good job.
- [4th Floor] Yay!

[Jin-su] Okay. Here's our chance. Finally.

Our luck's about to turn.

Payback time, in the form
of a badass with a bat.

I just hope she knows what she's gotta do.

[sighs shakily]

[Jin-su] Come on.

Don't let us down now. This is our shot.

We're counting on you, 2nd Floor.

[exhales]

[Viola d'amore Concerto
in A Minor, I. Vivace by Vivaldi playing]

[7th Floor grunts]

[6th Floor yells]

[5th floor yells, muffled]

[shrieks]

How does this feel, b*tches?

- [music stops]
- [4th Floor] Seven. Eight.

Nine, and…

Ten! Swing it!

[Jin-su] I really should
have seen that coming.

It's not like 2nd Floor has
supernatural enemy-locating skills.

I'm so naive.

Why did I think she'd be able to beat
the crap outta them blindfolded like that?

[somber music playing]

[Jin-su] I've been in her shoes.

When you're all spun around,
how can you think about fighting back?

It's overwhelming.

When you get used to being pushed around…

- [6th Floor] Wake up.
- …you change.

You start to think
that's all your life's gonna be.

The top floors were forcing us

to trade our blood, sweat, and tears,
just for a few coins.

The worst part was having to hurt each
other, but we learned to accept even that.

We got used to our waking nightmare.

After a few days of the new regime,

something catastrophic happened.

We sunk lower.

[7th Floor] You earned enough time working
today to potentially receive nine coins.

However,
you collectively wrote down ten coins.

- One too many.
- [2nd Floor] Huh?

According to our rules,
you will not receive any new coins today.

[Jin-su] We'd all thought here and there,
"Why not just write down three?

"Where's the harm in that, right?

All that wishful thinking finally exploded
in our faces. We were outta luck.

So, if we don't guess correctly--

You know what it means,
and you can redeem yourselves tomorrow.

You can spend any coins you've saved,
but if you don't have a stash…

Well, I'm sorry.
You'll be a little worse off.

[Jin-su] We didn't know
things could get worse.

Hunger and thirst already
haunted our every waking moment.

"Worse?"

Our clothes were blood-stained
and we lived in squalor.

How's that possible?

As it turns out,
you can always be pushed lower.

Thank you all for your participation.

The thing about losing
your last shred of hope…

You four are dismissed.

…is that you realize…
you have nothing to lose.

[6th Floor] Move it.
You forget how to walk?

And it's times like these that the haves
should be most afraid of the have-nots.

[6th Floor] Go to your rooms.

Get out!

You've been dismissed,
now go to your rooms!

[sighs]

Looking back on the week,

you all worked extremely hard
without a break.

You're a bit burnt-out, so you feel tense.

I understand that.

[coins jangle]

Here's something that might lift
your spirits up.

Whoever leaves first
will be given one coin.

No one move a muscle.

Don't budge.

If we give in, nothing will ever change.

We have to hold steady.

- [sighs]
- [2nd Floor] He's right.

We can't let them win again.

[Jin-su] Hearing them say that
lit a fuse inside me.

They were right. Maybe this was
the moment we'd take the power.

For days now, they'd forced
their crap down our throats.

We kept losing and losing, sinking so low.

But now… there was an electric current
in the air.

If we could win this battle,
there's no telling what we could do.

Standing there, I felt like
we could take on anything.

A spark ran through the four of us,

and that little spark could
grow into a fire,

and that fire could
burn the top floors right--

Ten coins.

We'll give you ten coins.

But you only got a minute to step up.

[7th Floor] Okay. That sounds fair.
This is our last offer.

If none of you come forward in one minute,

we'll have no choice
but to resort to force.

I hope you're ready.

[coins jangling]

[Jin-su] They put 60 seconds on the clock,

but it didn't even take a full ten.

[5th Floor] I'm sorry, guys.

I'm diabetic, and I've been
struggling for a while now. I'm fading…

[Jin-su] That strength we felt shattered.
We'd sunk back down.

Lower… and lower… and lower.

We failed.

And whatever spark I felt was gone.

I started thinking seriously
about the show's death clause.

If it was really gonna take one of us
dying for this show to end, then…

[ticking]

I know it's wrong,
but I had hoped that maybe…

someone might fall,
succumb to shock, or starve to death.

I kept going to the darkest places,
because what else can you do

when you're stuck in hell
with no hope of escaping?

But I stopped hoping
somebody else would die.

k*ll me…

Because I wanted it myself. I was done.

k*ll me…

k*ll me…

But, no.
Dying wasn't in the cards. Not here.

Give me whatever you have.

A rope.

Or a knife.

You can't k*ll yourself, silly.
No! There's work to do. [giggles]

You'd better get to bed.

- Want me to knock you out?
- [laughs]

- [6th Floor] Huh?
- [7th Floor] Get some sleep.

There's no use wishing for
the embrace of death. We still need you.

[panting] Yeah,
you've got a big day tomorrow.

They were going to use my remaining life
to keep raking in money for themselves.

I'm only a tool.

FOOD AND ACCOMMODATION PROVIDED
SPEND TIME TO EARN MONEY

God. Why did I think not being
able to die was a good thing?

Being worked to the bone
and barely surviving is so much worse.

DEATH IS NOT AN OPTION

[rustling]

[dramatic music playing]

- Then one day, something great happened.
- [1st Floor] Oh, sorry.

- That talented 1st Floor worked his magic.
- [1st Floor] I'm so clumsy.

And slipped both me and 2nd Floor a note.

I felt a spark inside me.
It was like waking up after a long sleep.

Here was our chance.



The morning after that,

we'd ride down the chute
to his room and wait.

As it turns out,
the delivery chute is the perfect size

for an adult to curl up inside of.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Jin-su] On our own, we're weak.

But together, we're stronger
than the sum of our parts.

And the top floors won't see it coming.

Wow. Why'd I never think of this?

[upbeat jazz playing]

We learned that the smallest glimmer
of hope can make all the difference.

One spark. That's all it takes.

That bit of hope makes it possible

to imagine a tomorrow
that's a little brighter than today.

And then the next day…

Who knows
what we'll make happen after that?

Suddenly, it felt like
this hell had an end date.

That bright tomorrow felt possible.

We kept playing the same games,
kept getting beaten up and bloodied,

kept living in the same
absurd world as before.

Only now, it felt different.


one of these days.

And the world as we knew it would change.

The revolution was in sight.

[music fades]

[7th Floor] It makes a sound.

[8th Floor] You're so funny.

[thinks] What sound?
Why was he being so mysterious?

It makes a sound?

The heck? What was that about?

[elevator whirring]

That's it. The sound of the chute.

[tense music playing]

[8th Floor gasps] They're here!

[8th Floor chuckles]

[6th Floor] Having fun?

What?

Isn't life better on our side?

- Hmm? Be a bit more specific.
- [6th Floor] Oh, you know what I mean.

We just get to relax
while the others work. It's nice, huh?

[7th Floor] Well, can't complain.

Could be worse, I guess.

- [8th Floor] Ooh!
- You're hard to please.

As for me, I'm lovin' it here.

[8th Floor sighs]

[whines] Why is it so hard?

- Your stance is completely wrong.
- Hmm?

- [giggles]
- Don't bend your wrist.

- Okay? And hold it very gently. Got it?
- [8th Floor] Okay.

[6th Floor] Putt.

- Okay, nice one!
- [8th Floor laughs]

[1st Floor] The chute does make noise.

It totally slipped my mind.

This could've been really bad.

[2nd Floor] But what if…
this is all just a big fat trap?

[1st Floor] Why do you think that?

[2nd Floor] It'd be good content.

He'd sabotage us and rake in the hours.

[Jin-su] If that's what he wanted,
why tip us off?

Why not catch us in the act?

[1st Floor] 3rd Floor is right.


that the time is right to revolt.

Why would he have a sudden
change of heart after all this?

It feels risky to trust the guy now.

He's betrayed us before.

- [4th Floor] Hey!
- [6th Floor] Oh!

[8th Floor] So close! I'll try again.

[6th Floor] Nice.

[grunting]

[1st Floor groans]

- [Jin-su] No, no. Crap!
- [2nd Floor] Just hold on!

- [5th Floor groans]
- [1st Floor] Hey, are you alright?

Two minutes, 45 seconds.
You only have one more chance left.

Come on, guys, we were so close.


and we would've made it…

We can do this.
We'll get it this time, guys.

[Jin-su] Everything's falling into place.


and 4th Floor look bored.

They're barely paying attention.

I can tell that their guards are down.
Which is good for us.

The only one that I can't
quite figure out is 7th Floor.

HOLDING FOR 3 MINUTES

[Jin-su] I guess we'll just
have to pray he's on our side.

[1st Floor] Just a little… [groans]

- [all groan]
- [5th Floor] Oh, gosh!

- [all sighing]
- [1st Floor] I'm so sorry.

[moans]

Uh, sorry, excuse me…

My stomach's k*lling me.
It's been bad for a while.

Could you, um, please buy
me some medicine after this?

[Jin-su] Here we go. That was our cue.

"My stomach's k*lling me" means that
the time has come to set our trap.

It's time to see what we're made of.

It's here. Tomorrow's the day.

Yeah, I'll make a call.

[dramatic music playing]

The key, please.

[unlocking cage]

I'd like to order some antacid tablets.

[Jin-su] It's the morning of Day 47.

I was too amped up to sleep last night.

My whole body keeps shaking.

Partially out of anxiety, sure.
But mostly, I'm excited.

My heart's about to pound outta
my chest, but it doesn't matter.

Only death itself could stop me
at this point. It's go time.

There's no turning back now.

They drove us to desperation.
They tried to break us. They got close.

- But we're fighting back. We have to.
- [elevator whirring]

The long night is finally over,
and a new day is dawning.

And this feels
like a damn fine time for revolution.

[dramatic music continues]

[banging]

[1st Floor] Help me, help!
Somebody, please!

- I need help!
- [banging]

[1st Floor] My stomach is k*lling me!

- [banging]
- [1st Floor] Help! God, please!

[8th Floor] What's going on?

- I don't know.
- [1st Floor] Help me, please!

I'm begging you!

Oh, it's so bad. God!

What's wrong?

[1st Floor] I feel like I'm gonna explode!

[5th Floor] Is everything okay?

[1st Floor] It's k*lling me. Help me!

[8th Floor] What?

[1st Floor] I need a doctor!

Oh God… God, it's too much.

- Please, help! It's getting worse! Please!
- [6th Floor] Wait a sec.

- Just in case…
- [1st Floor] It's bad.

- Somebody!
- [6th Floor] If things feel off, use it.

Oh… This is getting real! [giggles]

[1st Floor wails]
It's like I'm getting torn apart.

[whimpering]

Oh! God, it's unbearable!

[groaning] Oh God…

[1st Floor continues groaning]

[Vivaldi's Viola d'amore Concerto,
I. Vivace resumes]

[yells]

[6th Floor yells]

[all grunting]

[screams]

- [squelches]
- [screams]

[thinks] Oh, f*ck!

[8th Floor] Uh-oh.

- Oh!
- [6th Floor grunts]

Hah!

Thanks, babe.

[music stops]

Ah, you pieces of sh*t.

Ah, you pricks just never learn.

You really f*cked up this time.

- [7th Floor] Get him.
- Huh?

- Right now!
- [music resumes]

[screams]

[muffled laughter]

[yells]

Looks like my hand is fine now.

[ticking]

[music fades]

[solemn, moody music playing]