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(dissonant music)

(gentle music)

(mysterious music)

(telephone beeps)

[Dr. Blassie] Hello,

it's Dr. Blassie here.

The good news, Tommy,

is that you are fully

recovered from the injuries,

and there are no longer

any physical restrictions

for your day-to-day activities,

but I would highly encourage

you not to fight again.

It's too much of a risk.

Get ready

[Policeman] Police

informant Frank J. Murphy

is suspected to be misleading

with investigations

into union corruption.

Investigations have

revealed shared interest

with Union Deputy

Jimmy Clements.

They're both now

under investigation.

Baby, now

Yes, right now

Six days do your work, on

the seventh day do rest

La, la, la, la-la, la, la

La, la, la, la-la, la, la

La, la, la, la-la, la, la

[Policeman] Crystal Kai

is our person of interest

related to the disappearance

of her missing daughter,

Debbie Kai's former

partner Ben Valli

who is the respondent

in a family violence

intervention order.

La, la, la, la,

la, la, la, la, la

La-la, la, la

(woman grunts)

[Policeman] Heroic SAS

Captain Ricky Montanaro

has been reported missing.

Look what I found.

(driving rock music)

The rules are simple.

We know you already

know the rules,

but it's important

we repeat ourselves

because breaking the rules

will not be tolerated.

(woman grunts)

Now, you're gonna get to see

our Hotel Underground

guests win to live,

lose, they'll die.

(woman cries)

(melancholic piano music)

When our guests lose,

they're checked out

and sent to the doctor.

[Policeman] Warrant the arrest

of Dr. Brian Ucher.

No one

will ever hear of these

people ever again.

[Policeman] It is believed

that he is in hiding

with Nurse Beverly Bowman.

We have a new

admission, Dr. Butcher.

[Policeman] Who disappeared

during our investigation.

So where is it?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

This is a secret place.

This is not even on

the council plans,

Frankie and I made sure of that.

(woman screams)

(melancholic piano music)

It could be anywhere in this

great, big, beautiful city.

(electric fence buzzes)

$20,000 door charge.

Break the rules as a patron,

And you'll be checked

into Hotel Underground,

and you don't want

that to happen.

So be sure to follow

the rules, patrons.

(group mutters)

Once you pay, I

will blindfold you

and escort you to the cars.

Our boys will drive you

to Hotel Underground.

No peeking.

(duo laughs)

Welcome to your

friendly butcher (laughs).

(melancholic piano

music continues)

[Policeman] Prizefighter

Johnnie Keeper

has been missing

since he committed

the stabbing of world

champion Tommy Majic.

It is believed that

fight promoter Yuri Kolov

may have information

of his whereabouts.

I hope you have fun

at Hotel Underground.

[Suzy] So James is

organizing for you to get

picked up from the airport.

Thank you so much for making

it back for the wedding.

Seriously, I could not

imagine it without you.

Anyway, have a safe flight,

and I'll see you soon, Akira.

I can't wait.

(melancholic piano music)

(whimsical music)

A-hunting we will go

A-hunting we will go

(jazz lounge music)

A-hunting we will go

A-hunting we will go

All for Hotel Underground

The place that we call home

I can't believe you're

getting married on the weekend.

What about us, Suzy, seriously?

I know, James.

But look, I really

have no choice.

Please don't worry.

We'll still go on

seeing each other.

What hubby doesn't

know doesn't hurt him.

You have to understand that if

I wanna stay in this country

this is the only way

to make it happen,

unless you marry me.

You know I can't do that.

I can't even look after myself.

I'm dependent on my parents

and the government welfare.

If I

If I could marry

you, Suzy, I would.

(James sighs)

Of course, James.

I understand, but for me,

it's the devil you choose.

I don't wanna go

back to Finland.

I mean, I love Finland,

but I found my home here

with you and my new friends.

Besides, hubby-to-be

looks out for me.

I did meet him

before you, James,

so it's not that easy for me.

I thought

I thought you were

just friends with him.

Sure, I am.

Believe me, I did

see him as a friend.

I still do.

But it's the devil you choose.

I don't wanna have to end up

flying to and from

Finland all of the time

and being away from you

and my life several

months at a time.

Please try to understand.

I mean, look at Akira.

We've been best friends

since university.

She has to fly back to

Japan to extend her visa

just to be able to get back

for my wedding this weekend.

Now, that really sucks.

(jazz lounge piano music)

We're still gonna have

Tuesdays, though, right?

You're gonna come.

We'll still have that.

Nothing changes

between us, James.

(jazz lounge piano

music continues)

You know you're gonna look

beautiful in this dress.

Thank you.

Thanks, James.

Oh, please remember

to pick up Akira.

It's flight JL45,

8:25 in the morning.

(ominous music)

(upbeat rock music)

What are you doing?

Shut up and hold my rat!

No, no, no, no, no!

Hold her!

No, no, no, no, no!

We have to get you

ready, sweetheart.

Huh?

(laughs)

Why?

Have to get you ready.

Don't, don't, don't.

If you stop squirming,

we can hurry up!

Okay (sighs).

(duo laughs)

(Akira moans)

Isn't she pretty, Pixie?

Pixie?

Isn't she pretty?

Oh, Pixie, hello.

(birds chirp)

(alarm rings)

(couple moans)

Good morning, babe.

Oh, god.

(man yawns)

Good morning, babe.

Good morning, beautiful.

(lips smack)

(man moans)

I'm getting too old for this.

(laughs)

Ah, man.

(whimpering) It's so early.

What do you think...

of me fighting again?

Oh, geez.

No, listen to me,

I think I should.

You're really gonna

start today out this way.

We can really use the money,

and you just can't keep paying

for everything on

a nurse's wage.

I didn't marry

you 'cause you're

some cashed-up prizefighter

that could pay my

way through life.

I chose you for you.

And that's what

I love about you

is that we don't even fight.

But when we do,

it's about money.

Look at me, do you know what

it feels like to know as a man

that your wife pays

for everything?

Baby, that's... that's

not a good feeling at all.

It balances out.

I want you to get a

job when you're ready,

but I don't want

you to fight, Tommy.

I mean, you promised

me when we got married.

I don't wanna be stressing out,

worrying about you all the time.

You know that.

I mean don't you remember

the broken limbs,

broken bones, I mean,

brain damage, Tommy?

I mean, what about your back?

What about what

happened to your back?

Babe.

I know.

We were there together.

You was there for me.

I was there for you.

You're all in one

piece right now,

and I want it to

stay that way, okay?

Besides, it was a promise.

I know.

Hey.

God dang it.

(Tommy sighs)

You wanna fight?

(Tommy groans)

Fight me.

- Oh, really?

- Come on.

Now, you're a big

tough girl, huh?

You're a big tough girl.

Come on.

- You got one fight,

- Show me what you got!

And you get dropped.

(laughs)

Quit tickling me!

Show me what you got!

Really?

Quit tickling, you

know I'm ticklish.

You promised no fighting.

You're the one that

said, "Hey, let's fight."

- Me?

- Yeah.

You wanna fight?

(Cindy squeals)

Ha, look, what you gonna do?

Pinned you again.

(Cindy moans)

Hey, I love you.

I love you, too.

Love to hear the robin

go tweet, tweet, tweet

Rockin' robin

Now we're gonna shower.

(Cindy laughs)

Rockin' robin

Yeah, blow rockin' robin

'Cause we're really

gonna rock tonight

I'm warning you, I'm

a very powerful man.

That's him.

- You know who I am?

- Well done, boys.

Do you remember me, scumbag?

Do you know who I am?

- Wrong question.

- What the f*ck?

I ask the questions here

and I have the answers.

Yes, I do know who you are.

You're the next challenger,

nothing more, nothing less.

I'm warning you, I'm a very

powerful man and you will pay.

I'm Brad Grey.

We really don't care

who you are, Brad.

We just wanna see you play,

win to survive, that's the game.

It's really simple.

This is no joke.

I'll have people looking for me,

and when they find me...

Silence!

This is no joke.

(sighs)

This place doesn't exist,

nobody knows you're here.

There is no getting out.

See, back in the old

building construction days,

we buried bodies deep in the

concrete under the building

so the bodies would

never be found.

But that became a little boring.

So I wanted to find a new way

to punish people like you.

This is the new way, my way.

My good buddy here, Jimmy, my

union friend, had this built,

and it's not even on

the council plans.

So like I said, it doesn't

exist and neither will you.

What the f*ck?

When my men find

you, you will pay!

See, that's incorrect.

I'm the only one that gets paid.

- When my men find you-

- I wanna see some action

from this loudmouth.

Frank!

I will make sure you'll pay.

Looks like he's gonna be tough

in the mouth if you ask me.

You will pay, you

got that, Frank?

- Just relax.

- OK.

I know you've come

here to be entertained,

and that's exactly what

I got lined up for ya.

The first match will be a

match made at the altar.

You b*stards!

(men laugh)

There's no way home.

(laughs)

[Brad] You b*stards, you!

(jovial music)

Thank you.

Good health, Frank.

Now, let the show begin.

(applauding)

You've got us all way

too curious, Frankie boy.

Welcome, distinguished

guests, to the Ring of Death.

Welcome to the

Hotel Underground.

(Brad groans)

(group laughs)

The rules are very simple.

Win to survive.

Lose, you die.

And, if you refuse to fight,

I'm going to unleash

The Brute on you,

and he will finish it for you.

Ladies and gentlemen, the

first challenger in the ring

and the groom, from Stanley

and Grey Solicitors,

the king of ripping off his

clients, Bradley Grey, MD.

(crowd laughs)

What made you think I

wouldn't remember you?

(crowd laughs)

Ladies and gentlemen,

his opponent is taking

her early steps up to the altar.

(dramatic music)

(crowd claps)

From Helsinki, Finland,

the sexy Suzy Saari,

who seems to think

it's all right

to cheat on her husband-to-be,

because she's gonna get papers

that'll keep her in

Australia, Jimmy.

- Disgusting.

- f*cking b*stard!

("Bridal Chorus")

And there's more.

I have organized a

triple death match.

Did I hear myself say

triple death match?

Yes.

(crowd applauds)

("Bridal Chorus" continues)

The third spoke in the

wheel is Lover Boy Larry.

(crowd applauds)

(James grunts)

James?

Oh, thanks for correcting me.

I didn't know his name.

We just organized this at

the last drop of the hat.

(crowd laughs)

And before we

commence the match,

I have one more special guest.

To ring our bell all

the way from Japan,

Suzy's bridesmaid,

Akira Fujiyama.

Akira, I'm so sorry!

("Bridal Chorus" continues)

(Suzy cries)

Suzy!

[Frank] Let the match begin!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(bell rings)

(heavy rock music)

(James grunts)

(blow lands)

Get up, how dare you!

You say you need nobody

Here we go again

[Crowd] Oh!

I see the pain inside you

You ain't fooling me

You're not a mystery

f*cking Suzy, you b*tch!

I don't want you

to hurt him, Brad!

Mr. All the Time,

Mr. Blow My Mind

(slap lands)

(crowd groans)

Yeah, come and look

at Mr. Fool, hey

I get so tired of your sh*t

You don't want me to hurt him?

(punch lands)

(crowd groans)

The rain can't

hide your tears

I see right through you

And it's tearing me apart

(blows land)

We all need a superhero

To save us when our

world is crashing down

We all need a superhero

Come on, stand up!

Be a man, be a man!

For all I know

No one is unbreakable

(blows land)

(electric guitar solo)

You try to be somebody

Jumping all around

with any girl in town

And with your perfect body

Standing on your own,

feeling all alone

[Crowd] Oh!

Mr. All the Time,

Mr. Blow My Mind

Yeah, come and look

at Mr. Fool, hey

(blows land)

I get so tired of your sh*t

And the winner is Suzy Saari.

Ladies and gentlemen,

give her a big hand.

(crowd applauds)

Just try to let it go

(blow lands)

Suzy (grunts)

(blow lands)

They say death do us part.

I guess he's mine now.

(ominous music)

(men laugh)

Boys, take Akira

out to the cage.

Come on, now.

Complimentary

breakfast (laughs).

Eat up

In you go.

(Speaks Japanese)

(suspenseful music)

No, thanks.

Welcome to Hell.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Debbie.

I'm Akira.

Thank you for your

help, domo arigato.

Nice to meet you.

Akira, follow my advice...

and you'll learn to

survive in this hellhole.

Yes.

(ominous music)

Yeah.

Aren't you cute?

Ooh, you're so cheeky!

You having hot dog tonight?

(laughs)

(laughs) Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh yes.

(melancholic piano music)

(thunder cracks)

(rain falls)

I have someone I

want to see dead.

Well, what are you offering?

Two million dollars

to see Tommy Majic dead.

I'm sure Frankie and Jimmy

can arrange that for you.

(men laugh)

(upbeat EDM music)

- Ow!

- Thought I told you

not to come around

here no more, man.

There's a lake

around the corner.

Why don't you go have

a bath or something?

What's on the menu today?

(laughter)

What a loser.

Come on, man, there's plenty

of jobs out there, ain't there?

- Go on, buddy.

- Leave me alone!

Let me drink my dinner in peace.

Piss off, ball boy.

(upbeat rock music)

Dudes, it's Tommy Majic.

Who?

[Thug] What you

gonna do, old man?

Yeah, what are you

gonna do, old man?

Get the f*ck out

here, you has-been.

Whoa, easy now, friend.

(upbeat rock music continues)

Here, have some lunch.

Nah, brother,

you enjoy it, okay?

(upbeat rock music continues)

It's the little

things driving me wild

Can't take it no more

Can't take it no more

It's the little

things driving me wild

Feels like I'm losing myself

Feels like I'm losing myself

It's the little

things driving me wild

Can't take it no more

Tania!

It's the little

things driving me wild

Feels like I'm losing myself

Feels like I'm losing myself

(music stops)

You.

Get out of the way now!

You, come here.

Look, I have good money.

If you let me go, no one

will ever know...

Please!

(laughter)

Oh, I'm sure some

of that money's mine,

and do I look like I need it?

(lackeys laugh)

You know what?

I'm so sick of you, and

because I'm so sick of you,

we'll let you go.

Please.

If you win.

Bring it on, you b*stard.

Get the beast ready, right.

f*ck me, f*ck.

(lackeys laugh)

Not him.

And let the show begin.

Please, it's not fair.

(heavy metal music plays)

Let me go.

Let me go.

(heavy metal music continues)

Nice work, Frankie.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,

I'm going to introduce

to you the challenger,

my ex financial advisor,

and he's my ex financial

advisor for a very good reason,

(group laughs)

Mr. Norman Linden.

And our undefeated champion,

the madman of the mat,

the beast of all

beasts, The Brute!

Let the match begin!

(blow lands)

(heavy rock music intensifies)

(glasses break)

Falling into the darkness

You're far from the light

(blows landing)

Can't run from

their deadly game

They've taken your rights

Sick minds without a soul

(Norman screams)

(Norman crashes)

Sick minds without a soul

A sickness out of control

In a show to watch you die

(arm cracks)

(Norman screams)

There's no turning back

You'll face the livid beast

The Brute is

called to attack

Sick minds without a soul

(neck cracks)

(Norman crashes)

Sick minds without a soul

A sickness out of control

In a show to watch you die

(Norman crashes)

(crowd groans)

(crowd applauds)

Spoken your last words,

no more words of advice.

You know what to do with

this piece of trash, boys.

Well, ladies and gentlemen,

another special guest

checking out of the

Hotel Underground.

(group cheers)

- Good work, Frankie.

- Good work, Jimmy.

Take care of that, Tania,

and then go take care of

our guests with drinks.

I've got a friend who

wants to see you match

your boy up against

a real fighter.

We wanna see you gamble

The Brute

up against Tommy Majic.

Check this out.

(upbeat music)

[Frank] What's it

gonna be worth, Jimmy?

Two million dollars.

Have we've got a deal?

We've got a deal.

I'll take care of it 100%

Perfect, perfect.

(jaunty piano music)

(eerie music)

Nurse Black, pass me

the meat cleaver, please.

(eerie music)

Chop chop Dr. Butcher

(Butcher chops)

Welcome to his world of pain

Chop chop Dr. Butcher

Clearly is a man insane

Ooh!

Chop chop Dr. Butcher

Finger food for

the little ones

and make sure they

share it equally.

Mm, fresh (laughs),

fresh food for the babies.

That's so lovely.

(eerie music)

(dramatic piano music)

(man groans)

(electric fence buzzing)

(laughter)

(building rock music)

(man giggles)

It's in our blood

It's all we need

Flows through our veins

now, can't you see

Our true love

is rock 'n' roll

It's all I ever wanted

(water flows)

It's everything that I am

Why waste your

life on bullshit

When you can

truly feel alive

I still remember laughter

From the kids

out on the street

[Cindy] Tommy, I love

you more than anything.

I didn't marry you 'cause you're

some cashed-up prizefighter

that can pay my

way through life.

I chose you for you.

[Announcer] Tommy Majic!

(Tommy grunts)

What have we just

witnessed here?

Johnnie Keeper has stabbed

Tommy Majic with a knife!

[Cindy] Don't you remember

the broken bones, ribs,

your back, what about your back?

[Announcer] I am

simply lost for words.

[Cindy] I don't

want you to fight.

You promised me.

Tommy Majic has been

seriously hurt.

[Cindy] I don't

wanna lose you, Tommy.

Tommy, Tommy.

(birds chirp)

(cane knocks)

Tommy.

Tommy.

(Tommy grunts)

Tommy.

(Tommy grunts)

The door.

Get it.

(laughs)

Tommy, I'm not dressed.

Okay, hang on.

(more knocking)

Hang on!

Tommy, there's word

going around town

that you're running a

little short of cash.

Who the f*ck are you?

What business is it of yours?

He's the boss.

Yeah, he's the boss, the boss.

Ease up, big fella.

No way to talk to a

man in a wheelchair.

Might get yourself

hurt, right, boys?

(man laughs)

Mmhm.

And I'm sure that

pretty little lady there,

she doesn't want

to see that happen.

It's all business.

I'm offering you to

fight next Friday.

If you win, you get 200 grand,

even if you lose, you still

walk away with a hundred.

Look, I appreciate it.

I don't fight anymore.

Ah, come on, don't be stupid.

(Frank sniffs)

This is no publicity, no media,

200 grand I'm offering you.

And if you walk

away and you lose,

you still get a hundred grand.

(laughs) Easy

peasy, right, boys?

(man laughs)

Totally.

Look, thanks, but I

don't fight anymore.

Don't let your back

injury stop you, Tommy.

I'm not actually asking you.

I'm telling you to

take the 200 grand.

And if you don't, we

might have to teach

your little lady a lesson.

Hey, hey, let me

tell you something.

Like I told you, old man,

I don't fight anymore.

Now, get the f*ck

away from my house.

(door slams)

Why you let him go for, boss?

You should let us kick his a*s

and play with his girlie.

(laughs)

Yeah, boss, that

girlie has it for me.

She was giving me the look.

Did you see it (laughs)?

I saw it, I saw it.

That look in her eyes.

Boys, boys, let's go.

Brutality and violence

always isn't the answer.

I'm a gentleman, you know that.

Let me tell you something.

Tommy'll be fighting

next Friday night,

and we won't have

to spend a cent.

(lackeys laugh)

La, la, la-la, la, la

A-hunting we will go.

(tinkling piano)

Let me fix your

dress, tough girl.

(tinkling piano)

(distorted voices)

And you're almost ready!

Aren't you excited?

(distorted)

They say death do us part.

I guess he's mine now.

You're almost ready.

[James] I can't

believe you're getting

married on the weekend.

What about us, Suzy?

You're almost ready.

(sighs) So pretty,

so pretty, so pretty.

What's your problem,

what's her problem?

What's your problem?

[White] She's weird,

I don't like her.

[Black] She is

weird, isn't she?

[James] I can't believe

you're getting married.

What about us, Suzy?

[Black] Like my rat?

Her name's Pixie.

[James] What about us, Suzy?

What about us?

Hotel Underground

You're weird.

(gentle piano music)

(piano music)

(piano music ends)

Hello, Frank, good

to see you again, sir.

Hey, Jimmy.

This is my good buddy, Yuri.

Yuri, nice to meet you.

Welcome to the Underground.

Pleasure to meet

you, too, Frank.

I call him my

captain of payola.

I like that.

And for two million dollars,

I want to see Tommy dead.

I can take care

of that for you.

Good,

So what do you think, Frankie?

Have we got a fight?

You just let me

take care of it.

Let's not talk about it now.

Let's give Yuri

some entertainment.

Bacon, you go to

the woman's cage,

and you take out

the Japanese girl

and get Pop to go to

the the men's cage

and grab the two boys out.

And Rufus, you go to

the rehabilitation room

and bring the girl

from Finland out.

We'll see how the girls

face up against the boys.

And, if they win,

I might have a little

surprise for them.

(laughter)

I don't know what you

mean, but I think I like it.

So do I, Yuri.

I like to have bacon for

breakfast, too.

We have plenty

of that (laughs).

I like your sense

of humor, Yuri.

Yes.

(all laugh)

- You two.

- What, no, no!

(unintelligible shouts)

(driving rock music)

It is, it is, it's

what you really see

No, it's not all make belief

Wake up, wake up,

are you ready tonight

Prepare to fight

for your life

Don't let them check you out

No way home from

Hotel Underground

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Death Ring.

Welcome to the

Hotel Underground.

(crowd cheers)

Challengers, the

rules are very simple.

Win, you live.

Lose, you die!

This is a no holds barred,

boys versus girls

double team match.

(driving rock music)

And all the way from Japan,

we have Akira Fujiyama.

[Crowd] Oh!

And all the way from Helsinki,

Her partner

Sexy Suzy Saari.

(driving rock music continues)

And their opponents tonight.

Two obnoxious,

arrogant, young clubbers

who thought they could

insult me by calling me

a silly old man when we

bumped heads in a nightclub,

which, by the way,

happened to be mine.

(audience laughs)

These young clubbers

think they're very cool.

Yasam and Haseem, we'll

see how cool you are

when these young

girls kick your asses.

Let the show begin!

Hold onto your seat, boys.

(dramatic music)

(punch lands)

Come on.

(blows land)

(man grunts)

(blows land)

(dramatic music)

(Suzy crashes)

(man crashes)

(kick lands)

(man screams)

(body cracks)

(man crashes)

(man crashes)

(blows land)

(music slows)

(gentle music)

And now, it's time

for that little surprise

I was going to give you.

Tania, the swords.

Distinguished guests,

these two ladies are

experts with the sword.

The winner will be rewarded

with a month off fighting

and all the food she can eat.

This is a match to the death.

Remember girls, if

you refuse to fight,

we'll bring in The Brute,

and he'll end it for you.

(fence clangs)

(Suzy grunts)

(Suzy crashes)

(Akira grunts)

(dramatic music)

(kick lands)

(heartbeat thumps)

We have to fight

with the swords, Akira.

No, I can't, oh, no.

(crying)

(heartbeat thumps continue)

If we don't, we're

both gonna die.

At least this way, one

of us will survive.

(Akira sobs)

Let's have a fair fight, sister.

(Akira sobs)

[Frank] The rules

are very simple.

Win, you live.

[Group] Lose, you die!

(girls sob)

(Akira speaks Japanese)

(deep breath)

I understand.

(dramatic music)

(women grunt)

(swords clash)

(dramatic music)

(blows land)

Knock me out

[Crowd] Oh!

Look, Frank, we

ain't got a winner.

[Frank] These two are useless.

It's time they checked

out of the Hotel.

Get them out to the mincer now.

I might like want to see that.

[Frank] Let's

concentrate on Tommy.

If we bring Tommy in, it will be

the match of the year, trust me.

You better.

(door rattles)

(gentle music)

We have two new

patients, Dr. Butcher.

Thanks, Nurse Black.

And my little friend,

what do you want tonight?

Meatballs or steak?

Your choice.

(laughs)

What's that?

Yeah, that can be done, yeah.

(laughs)

You're gonna be dinner.

If only I can get

you in the ring,

you fat f*cking piece

of no good sh*t.

(suspenseful music)

Leave me alone Ben!

(suspenseful music)

Don't!

What is happening?

Piss off, you old b*tch.

Leave my daughter

alone, you b*stard!

Don't touch my daughter!

Mind your own business, Mom!

You'll never talk

to me or my mother

like that ever again.

I didn't sleep with him, Ben.

(aggressive rock music)

You will never touch me again.

(aggressive rock music)

(punch lands)

(aggressive rock music)

(music slowly fades)

You will pay one day.

I will destroy you,

you b*stard, Ben!

(punch lands, huge crash)

Pack up your troubles

in your own kit bag

And smile, smile, smile

One day mommy will be back

again, mommy promises.

What are we gonna do about it?

Take those two out the back

and have some fun

with 'em first.

(duo laughs)

And he doesn't have to know.

Shh, no one needs to know.

Come on.

The children are hungry.

Ooh!

(knife chops)

I love you.

(tense music)

I love you (laughs).

That's so nice,

it's your dinner!

(Butcher laughs)

Debbie, why did you

leave your mother?

Come back home,

just come back home.

(lighter clicks)

(distant rock music)

(loud rock music)

Live life loud

This is a rock revolution

We live life loud

Come on, man, I

don't want any trouble.

(th*gs chatter and laugh)

Come on, man, just let me go.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Can't these

streets get any peace

from you freaking idiots?

Maybe we should teach

you a lesson, too, old man.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Well, hell, let's dance.

(upbeat rock music)

How about you and I make sure

we never see each other again.

I'll take that as a yes.

High five, big guy.

Let me hear you scream

This is a rock revolution

We live life loud

There ain't no

other solution

We live life loud

This is a rock revolution

We live life loud

Scream and shout, let it out

Live life loud

How are my two precious girls?

And mine.

Time to make my bacon sizzle.

- They're almost ready, boys.

- Nearly there.

Are you sure this

was Frankie's idea?

- Duh.

- Of course.

Women.

What the f*ck's going on here?

Aren't these two

meant to be dead?

Whoa, just relax.

Just don't tell the boss.

We just wanted to have a

little fun with them first.

If you two don't want the

boss finding out about this,

then you should piss

off and let me have

a little bit of a alone time.

I ain't gonna say

no to that, man.

Piss off outta here.

You got it, you've

got it, you got it.

- You come here.

- Help, no!

(groans) Come on!

Come on!

You little b*tch,

come here, come here!

Don't fight with me, stay there!

Don't you fight with me!

Don't you fight with me, stay!

Get off her, you pig!

(intense rock music)

(hard driving rock music)

(man screams)

Come on!

(blows land)

(crash)

(man screams)

(kick lands)

Suzy.

Nurse White did what?

She lost the girls, boss.

It was all her fault,

all her fault, I promise.

Take her to see the doctor.

You know what I mean.

(dramatic music)

Can I replace her?

I want you to take me to

the Hotel Underground.

No, no, no.

You're not ready yet, kitten.

You're our nurse in training.

I don't want you anywhere

near the doctor's bench

before you need to be there,

sweetheart, all right?

But I do have the right

replacement in mind.

Yeah, yeah, one day, though,

one day, my darling, one day.

But Dr. Butcher,

it was all her fault.

Yes, yes, doctor, her fault.

She did it, you tell her.

(Butcher groans)

Echo's hungry.

You gonna feed her?

(Butcher groans)

Hey, Doctor, can I

have a breast piece?

You can have a

thigh if you want.

Ah, beggars can't be choosers.

And we gotta feed

the little ones.

- They're hungry.

- What's a matter with you?

Why you sh1tting yourself?

Oh, I'm all

good, I'm all good.

It's just... yeah, she did it.

- All right.

- Just blame her.

All right, she looks

a bit white to me.

Looks like a bit

like chicken maryland

(all laugh)

Stupid b*tch.

(Butcher laughs)

(distant laughter)

[Butcher] Can we make

a roast out of her?

[Black] We don't

have time for a roast.

We can deep fry it like, KFC.

Oh, yeah,

definitely, definitely.

- Finger-licking good.

- Finger-licking good,

Yes, but we're

gonna do it my way,

'cause KFC's chicken's

a bit too oily.

La, la, la-la-la,

la-la, la, la

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

(radio chatters)

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

(radio chatter continues)

La, la, la-la-la,

la-la, la, la

La, la, la-la-la,

la-la, la, la

(radio chatters)

(ominous music continues)

A-hunting we will go

(ominous music continues)

(floor creaks)

A-hunting we will go

A-hunting we will go

(ominous music continues)

(distant rock music)

I want to hear you scream

It feels good to be afraid

Scream, That's how

the game is played

Scream in anger,

lust and pain

Scream and I will remain

(furious guitar solo)

Babe, you left the door open.

Hey, babe, ran into those

freaking idiots again.

(door closes)

Babe?

Cindy!

Cindy!

(birds chirp)

(door closes)

Ah, of course, you're

always working.

(shower runs)

(energetic music)

It's gonna be really good

for you here with us, kitten.

But if you don't do as we say,

Tommy's gonna die a

really nasty death.

You're gonna have

one dead boyfriend.

b*stard!

(men laugh)

(continued nasty laughter)

[Bacon] Oh, mercy.

Hey, Jimmy, how are

we gonna get Tommy?

You're not getting it, boy.

He will come to us,

'cause now we have the bait.

(all laugh maliciously)

(Cindy sobs)

Go and get Tommy.

(continued laughter)

(Cindy sobs hysterically)

(slap lands)

(Jimmy sighs)

Just what I thought,

a real firecracker.

(upbeat electric guitar)

(music slowly fades)

(ominous music)

(inaudible conversation)

(tension filled music)

(men laugh)

And you know the deal we

gave you, kitten, yeah?

(ominous music continues)

(Bacon laughs)

Hey, hey!

(men laugh)

Cindy?

(dramatic music)

Cindy!

Hey, Cindy!

(Jimmy laughs)

Cindy!

Let me have her boss.

No, no, no...

She wants me.

(men laugh)

Get down on your knees

and be a good little kitten.

Cindy, no, please!

NO! CINDY!

No, Cindy!

(melancholic music)

Cindy!

(group laughs)

Cindy, no, let

her go, you b*stard!

I will fight!

(Rufus breathes)

(Jimmy laughs)

I will fight, you let

her go, and I will fight!

No, Cindy!

You hurt her, I'll k*ll

each and every one of you!

Cindy!

Cindy!

No!

Cindy!

Let her go you b*stards

and I will fight!

Cindy!

Cindy!

You hurt her, I will

k*ll each and every one

of you b*stards!

Let her go!

Cindy!!!

Cindy!

NO!!!!

(Rufus exhales)

Oh, I can't wait for my turn.

(Rufus and Black laugh)

[Jimmy] That is a picture!

(Jimmy laughs)

(distant laughter)

I'll fight, just don't

hurt her you b*stards!

I will fight!

[Jimmy] She's got

a mouthful, Tommy.

Oh, she's got a mouthful, all

right, my friend.

(laughs)

You're making me

sweat, oh, blimey.

Don't hurt her,

and I will fight!

(melancholic music continues)

(deep, satisfied exhale)

(Rufus laughs)

[Jimmy] Here, put this on.

You're my new

playpal now. (laughs)

[Jimmy] She's ours now.

(Jimmy laughs)

(ominous music)

Get your hands off me,

no, please, no, no, no, no.

No, please, please, not me.

Not me.

(ominous music continues)

(heavy metal music)

(punch lands)

(painful scream)

(blows land repeatedly)

(body crash)

(body crashes)

(bone cracks)

(grunts)

(driving rock music)

(unenthusiastic applause)

(ominous music)

Get me that one.

(distorted laughter)

(hard driving guitar rock)

(blow to the head)

(arm bends)

(woman screams)

(blows land)

(men laugh)

(men laugh)

(woman screams)

She's a feisty

little one, isn't she?

Stop, stop.

(body crashes)

That was just a warm up to

show you what can happen.

We're not sexist here, are we?

- No, no

- Definitely not.

(driving rock music continues)

I want to make this a

little more interesting.

Brute, step aside.

Bring me Debbie Kai.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome

Debbie Kai to the ring

who's gonna fight our

challenger, Feisty Fiona.

Let the match begin.

(driving rock music continues)

(bell rings)

(blows land)

(series of grunts)

(Debbie grunts)

(blows land)

(Debbie grunts)

(grunts and body crash)

(crash)

(blows land)

(kick lands)

(Debbie crashes)

(lullaby music)

(music ends)

We have another

patient, Dr. Butcher.

Yes, I do think we have.

She's a pretty one, isn't she?

Yes, yes.

Where have you been hiding?

You been playing with

the bodies again?

What would you like

for dinner tonight?

You're gonna misbehave?

You go in the cool room

What shall I have tonight?

I've gotta cut

back on the sodium.

Not good for my figure.

(Black groans)

Go for her babe! Hit her!

(blow lands)

(women groan)

(blows land)

(ominous music)

Come on, babe,

rip her head off!

You can do it.

Rip her, rip her head off.

Rip it off.

(grunts)

Make her feel pain.

Pain.

(Debbie crashes)

(Butcher laughs)

(peaceful music)

The hell's going on here?

She's not ready

for the mincer yet.

Check her back into the hotel.

Useless, I'm

surrounded by idiots.

Bacon, get me out of here.

(sighs)

Surrounded by idiots.

(deep sigh)

(peaceful music)

(laughs)

What are you even

doing here, you old prick?

(peaceful music continues)

[Group] Fight, fight, fight,

fight, fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight, fight!

(man grunts)

(group groans)

(cage rattles)

(peaceful music continues)

(bone cracks)

(crowd moans)

(peaceful music continues)

You have your very own room

right here at Hotel Underground.

Now, you make yourself

at home, all right?

(door closes)

(silence)

What am I doing here?

(ethereal voice speaks)

What am I doing here?

You've got a

changeable nature

Always, always, always

Changing your mind

There's a longing

in your eyes

Hard to satisfy

Here's the reason why

(items crash)

Take it easy.

I just wanna get out.

Take it easy, Cindy.

(Cindy sobs)

(sobbing continues)

I just wanna get outta here.

I wanna go home.

(trembling breath)

I wanna go home.

You're home now.

(ethereal laughter)

Please take me home.

(ethereal voice laughs)

(upbeat music)

You f*cking b*tch,

it's your time to die.

(shriek)

Get your f*cking hands off me!

(grunts)

(blow lands)

(head butt lands)

Set me free

Save me from your

justice

We have a guest.

(woman screams)

(body crashes)

(driving rock music)

We're all guilty

We'll return to forever

(fence rattles)

(screams) Die!

f*cking die!

(crash)

(blow to the head)

(crowd gasps)

Back!

Get...

Tommy, Tommy Majic.

It's an honor, I'm Les.

Hey Les.

(driving rock music continues)

(blows land)

(driving rock music continues)

(neck snaps)

(crowd groans)

(crowd applauds)

(jazz lounge music)

I like this guy.

(jazz lounge music)

(blow lands)

(crowd gasps)

(crowd gasps)

Stop, stop!

I'm feeling a little generous.

Let the old man go, he

fought a good fight.

I'm Ricky.

b*tch

You hear, he call you b*tch.

(Jimmy laughs)

You a b*tch.

(Jimmy laughs)

Brute, hand him

over to Kitten.

(upbeat music)

You okay?

Ehh...

I told them that I

was friends with you.

They invited me

over for a drink.

(group laughs)

- I'm really sorry, man.

- It's okay.

I had nothing else to do.

(group laughs)

Take him sweetheart.

(upbeat music)

(music stops)

- We have a special guest here...

- Cindy, Cindy!

Who has kindly volunteered

to fight this Friday.

I would like you

to welcome the one

and only ex-world champion,

Mr. Tommy Majic!

Welcome to the

Hotel Underground.

(excited chatter)

Put your hands together...

Here, no one gets out.

What the hell are you

talking about?

No one knows this place

even exists, mate.

You fight to win.

You lose...

and we will show him exactly

what goes on in this place.

You die.

(laughs)

And we will see

you next Friday.

Hey, Frankie, what about

doing something tonight?

Put bag on head...

Ladies and gentlemen,

we've decided to

have a warmup match

for our hero Tommy Majic

to get used to the ring.

(sniffs)

I think I smell a blindfold

match coming.

(laughs)

Nice work, Frankie, nice.

I like my idea, bag on head.

(laughs)

[Jimmy] I like it, too, Yuri.

The main event

tonight is featuring

our special guest

Mr. Tommy Majic,

who has kindly accepted

to wrestle blindfolded.

[Crowd] Oooh!

And if you want

to see her alive,

you know exactly what

you've got to do.

(driving rock music)

(smoke hisses)

(man grunts)

(door slams)

(body crashes)

Johnnie Keeper?

(relaxing jazz music)

Oh. Ah...

Mister, can you

hold on a moment?

Ladies and gentlemen,

our opponent tonight,

is a public relations manager

from the telecommunications

giant,

United.

Mr. Peter Farrel,

whom I call Mr. Phony Farrel.

He thinks it's okay

to put me on hold

for a very, very long

time, waiting endlessly.

And then when he comes back,

he promises to call back

later and never does.

But you still want your

bill paid by the due date,

and he can't even

provide a service.

But he still wants money

and threatens to

cut off my service.

Well, I'm not waiting anymore.

They're not waiting anymore.

And they're not waiting anymore!

We want to see you punished.

Am I right, everyone?

(crowd cheers)

And you will pay my bill.

(ominous music)

(driving rock music)

Competitors, the

rules are very simple.

Win, you live.

Lose, you die.

And if you refuse to fight,

I'll unleash The Brute upon you

and he'll finish it for you.

Crossing our nation

Hunted like a wild fox

Chased by a

bunch of mad dogs

The prize on my head

keeps their motivation fed

Bang, bang, here I

am, taking what I can

I'm an outlaw,

outlaw on the run

Always on the hunt

Just one step ahead

of them, yee-haw

(bouncy country music)

Redneck blood gets bouncy

with hope to collect a bounty

While neglected wives sure

like spicing up their lives

Hand on the glass of whiskey

is always kind of risky

g*ns at the belt

and in my pants

Will be used to my advance

Bang, bang, here I

am, taking what I can

I'm an outlaw,

outlaw on the run

Always on the hunt

Just one step ahead of them

I'm an outlaw...

(bodies crash)

(blows land)

Having my kind of fun

(man screams)

(song stops)

(arm cracks)

(driving rock music continues)

Again I'm riding

through the nowhere

For what seems to be forever

Trying to lose my tail

'cause I'm too

young to rot in jail

Sleep with one eye open

it's the path I've chosen

For thrills and

for attention

You American pig!

(spits)

I'm an outlaw,

outlaw on the run

Always on the hunt...

Let me go, please!

(grunts)

Ummm...

Nope, I'm checking him out

of the Hotel Underground.

Take him to meet the doctor.

(chuckles)

Oh, what... what you say?

Is that fresh?

Doctor, we have another guest

checking out of

Hotel Underground.

You know what to do.

(Butcher laughs)

Your screams

Chop, chop Dr. Butcher

Welcome to his world of pain

Chop, chop Dr. Butcher...

Tommy Majic versus

The Brute Johnnie Keeper

in their highly

anticipated rematch.

Minimum bid's

$200,000 for this one.

200,000...

Take it or leave it!

I'm a regular!

This is one of a dozen

exclusive seats for a rematch

the whole world wants to see.

Not even I will get to see it.

I would do anything to

be in your shoes, people.

She does have a point there.

- 300.

- 350.

400,000.

I haven't got

that kind of money.

220K?

(buzzer sounds)

450K.

For the two of us.

(bell dings)

All bids are in!

(organ fanfare)

Spots are all booked.

(grumblings)

Mwah!

(laughs)

That's my girl.

(quiet lounge music)

(inaudible)

Drinks for the girls, please.

Ladies,

let's raise our

glasses, thank you.

Shall we toast to tomorrow

night's big event?

- Yes.

- Cheers, everyone.

(glasses clink)

Good health, Frank.

Thank you, Jimmy.

What you gotta

remember Yuri is

always expect the

unexpected with Frank.

Oh yeah, cheers to

that, Jimmy.

What's all this about?

Not your concern, sweetheart.

I agree with Carol.

I want to know about this.

This is sounding very exciting.

Tamara, girls, be quiet.

Gentlemen, I've had an idea.

Why don't we bring the

girls along tomorrow night?

I'm sure we can cater for 'em.

But girls, on one condition,

you can't say

nothing to anybody.

Right?

Ladies, gonna be a k*ller night.

(group laughs)

(vocal lounge music)

(ends with piano flourish)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

Oh yeah, let's get this

party started right now

(shaky breathing)

Welcome home, Cindy.

Are you having fun at the

Hotel Underground, Cindy?

- Cindy?

- Yes, Nurse.

(ethereal voice laughs)

You're home now.

(distant) - [Jimmy]

You're one of us now...

(ethereal voice laughs)

[Jimmy]

(unintelligible)

(distant female laughter)

(loud crashing)

After, you get what you want

You don't, want it

(door creaks)

Welcome ladies and gentlemen,

please come through.

Oh, that's Tommy Majic,

retired world champion!

Huh!

You gonna die tonight,

you gonna die tonight!

(group laughs)

Boo!

(laughter)

Boo!

Boo!

(sporadic laughter)

(lounge piano music)

Welcome to Friday Fight Night.

Welcome to the

Hotel Underground.

(crowd cheers)

God, you guys are crazy.

Not as crazy as you

were last night, my sweet

Oh, haha, you!

Tell us the surprise already.

God, the excitement's

overbearing.

Yeah, the excitement

is overbearing.

- Tell 'em, tell 'em!

- That right?

(lounge music)

Well, you girls

wanted to be here,

we don't want to wait

for the festivities,

then...

we'll give you

your surprise now.

Yes!

(clapping)

Ladies and gentlemen,

I have a little surprise.

We have a little warmup match.

So Tamara and Carol,

are you ready for your surprise?

- Yes.

- Sure.

Let the show begin.

(group cheers)

(clapping)

Ooh.

Competitors, the

rules are very simple.

(women cry out)

If you win... you live.

- If you lose,

- You die.

And if you girls

refuse to fight,

I will unleash the Brute upon

you and he will finish it all.

Now, before the action begins,

I have one more

little surprise...

and you didn't think

I'd leave you out,

did you, Debbie?

Can you bring in

Debbie's surprise,

Mrs. Kai!

(lively piano jazz playing)

Mom!

Debbie, Debbie, oh, Debbie,

my child!

(crowd mutters)

Cindy!

Let me go!

Cindy, Cindy!

Debbie, Debbie!

(audience shocked)

(men laughing)

(crowd murmurs excitedly)

(slap lands)

(crashing)

Let me go, I want

to talk to my child!

Debbie!

Welcome to the

Hotel Underground.

Shut up.

My child's in there.

I have to protect my child!

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...

Let the action again begin.

That's Tommy.

Let me go!

The rules are...

Let me go!

That...

if Debbie wins,

then you get to spend a

lot of time with mommy

in the Hotel Underground...

and no fighting for a month.

But...

if Debbie loses...

then... mommy...

will fight the winner!

(laughs)

Lose you die,

win you live,

lose you die!

f*ck off, you assholes!

Now let the game begin.

Now, I have one more

surprise for you, Debbie.

We have a fourth contestant,

your former lover, or...

should I say ab*ser?

Bring in the big

fat b*stard Ben.

Let the show begin!

That's my rules!

Tampon muncher!

(crowd laughs)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(bells ring out)

(bells ring out)

(dramatic music continues)

(bell)

(dramatic music continues)

(chorus over ponderous music)

(chorus over ponderous music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(inaudible)

[Crystal] You are

undiluted sh*t you!

(distorted)

You're next, you old b*tch.

(knee cracks)

(lyrical orchestral music)

(Debbie screams)

Remember how this feels,

don't you, Debbie?

(Debbie screams)

(lyrical music continues)

(Debbie grunts)

(lyrical music continues)

(punch lands)

(loud crash)

(lyrical music continues)

My child!

(crash)

(dissonant music)

- Piss off, you as*h*le!

- You're next!

(tense orchestral music)

(punch lands)

(tense music)

(Debbie grunts)

(punches landing)

(fast dramatic music)

(grunt, punch)

(tender orchestral music)

(punches landing)

(Debbie grunts)

(grunts and screams)

(unintelligible voices)

(hopeful music)

(tremendous crash)

(celebratory music)

You ugly thing.

(hopeful music)

(punch lands)

(crash)

(defiant music)

(screams and hits landing)

Ah!

(grunts)

(hopeful music)

(victorious music)

(silence)

(peaceful music)

(items rattle)

Shh

Suzy, Suzy!

Wake up!

Wake up, Suzy.

(speaks in Japanese)

Ahhh...

Okay.

(speaks in Japanese)

I'm sorry.

Shh.

Suzy... wake up!

(speaks in Japanese)

(deep sigh)

OK.

I will get help.

(whispering)

OK.

(distant upbeat music)

(loud bump)

(louder rock music)

- Hello.

- Hi.

(loud rock music)

You don't want what

you wanted at all

I know you

After you get what you

want, you don't want it

After you get what you

need, you don't need it

You don't want what

you wanted at all

I know you

Get what you want, when

you get what you want

Get what you need,

you don't want it

Get what you want, when

you get what you need

Get what you need,

you don't need it

Stop right there!

Hey!

(blow lands)

Hey.

(kick lands)

(grunt)

(Akira screams)

(tense music)

(kick, grunt)

(Butcher laughs)

Sorry!

Sorry!

(laughter)

Come play with me,

little doll.

Come to daddy!

(laughs)

(laughter fades)

Now ladies and gentleman,

the time you've been

waiting for...

the main event.

And introducing the

undefeated champion,

the madman,

the wild beast of beasts,

The Brute!

(dramatic music)

My boy, Johnnie Keeper.

And his challenger tonight...

he is the recently retired,

ex world champion...

Tommy Majic!

(dramatic rock music)

(furious guitar rock)

(dramatic music)

Let... the show begin!

(crowd cheers)

Let's dance.

(dramatic rock music continues)

(crowd chants)

Lose, you die!

Tommy.

(crowd)

Lose, you die!

(ominous music)

k*ll that American

PIG!

(word reverberates)

(punch lands)

(crowd roars)

(blows land)

(punches land)

(punches and fierce grunts)

(driving rock music)

Ohh yeah baby!

(kick lands)

Warrior my warrior

They're calling

out your name

Warrior my warrior

They can't endure the blame

(blows land)

(upbeat rock 'n' roll music)

(loud crash landing)

(sinister music)

(boot lands)

[Cindy] I don't want you

to fight, you promised me.

(dramatic music)

(crash)

(dramatic music)

(heavy boot steps)

(Tommy grunts)

Ahhh...

(crowd reacts)

(Tommy cries out in pain)

(ominous music)

(shirt rips)

(cries out)

(grunts)

(dramatic rock music)

Warrior my warrior

They're calling

out your name

(dreamy music)

(dramatic rock music)

(blows land)

Come you mother f*ck!

(Tommy screams)

(arm cracks)

(dramatic rock music)

Warrior my warrior

Stings, doesn't it?

m*therf*cker.

(triumphant rock music)

(Tommy roars)

(crowd roars)

That was not the deal!

(triumphant rock music)

[Yuri] I wanted him dead!

DEAD!

tr*mp tr*mp tr*mp

The boys are marching

Cheer up soldiers

They will come

(orchestral music swells)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Debbie screams)

What you gonna do, old man?

You shut up!

Me?

(man groans)

(punch lands)

You are a f*cking p*ssy, man.

(man screams)

[Frank]

Bacon get me out of here!

(kick lands)

(majestic music)

- [Akira]Tommy!

- Come here.

(man screams)

Have you met my

friend Stanley?

He f*cking loves

little girls like you.

I...

earned...

my...

FREEDOM!

(dramatic music)

(phone rings)

Answer the phone, Jimmy.

Why aren't you

answering the phone?

[Tommy] It's OK, it's me.

(triumphant rock music)

Stay away from me Tommy.

Tommy, help!

(Cindy screams)

It's me, it's Tommy.

Take me places we used to go

Please, it's over...

it's all over, Cindy.

(distorted voices)

(distorted shouts, screams)

Cindy...

(crazy laughter)

Stay away from her, Tommy.

I want to go home.

(unintelligible whispering)

Tommy, take me home with you.

It's just you and me.

[Jimmy] The rules

are very simple.

Win, to live.

Lose, you die.

I wanna play!

(celestial chorus)

(heavy metal music)

Your cries in the

night can't be heard

In the heart of the city

You're begging and

pleading, every single word

Screaming out for pity

Under the surface

deep down below

Your fate lies before you

You can't stop what

you can't control

There's nothing you can do

Win to live, lose you die

The rules are very clear

You must fight to survive

There is no help that's near

No one knows

that you are here

You are now alone

k*ll or be k*lled

There's no escape

from Hotel Underground

Welcome to Hell

Hotel Underground

For indulgence,

disturbed minds

Welcome you to this hell

So macabre, this cabaret

No one lives to tell

A guilty pleasure,

a lust for death

Blood rains as guests die

I understand

it's my decision

I must fight to live or die

Win to live, lose you die

The rules are very clear

You must fight to survive

There is no help that's near

No one knows

that you are here

You are now alone

k*ll or be k*lled

There's no escape

from Hotel Underground

Ladies and gentlemen,

distinguished guests

Welcome to Hotel

Underground

(diabolical laughter)

(heavy metal guitar solo)

Win to live, lose you die

The rules are very clear

You must fight to survive

There is no help that's near

No one knows

that you are here

You are now alone

k*ll or be k*lled

There's no escape

from Hotel Underground

Hotel Underground

(furious guitar solo continues)

Once you've checked in

there is no escape from

Hotel Underground.