Breakdown Forest (Tal der Skorpione)

Evil lies within us all.

But how you handle it,

determines what kind of person you are.

I wanna be a good man,

but first I have to win the biggest battle of all,

to consign my enemies' future into the dust of history.

I want a machine gun at the front there!

You two head to the West flanks!

- Get moving, get moving, go! - Yeah!

We need to hold the position.

Don't let yourselves get pushed back!

You okay there?

You tired already?

Look like it?

11 o'clock.

That fucking Schröder, then we'll have one.

You three, you come with me.

Apache, I need that damn smoke grenade!

What's your plan?

I'm taking that damn bastard out.

Good luck, brother.

This is not your game, okay?

When I was a little boy, I used to always ask my father,

"Why do people kill each other?"

And his answer, a scorpion came across a frog

on the banks of a river and said,

"I can't swim, frog.

"Could you carry me across to the other side?"

The frog said, "I'm not stupid.

"If I swim with you on my back

"and you sting me, I'll be dead."

The scorpion replied, "I'm not stupid either,

"and if I did that then both of us would die."

The frog said, "That makes sense so hop on."

And the frog started swimming with the scorpion on its back,

but in the middle of the river the scorpion stung him

and the dying frog asked, "But why did you do that?"

"Well, I'm sorry," said the scorpion.

"I couldn't help it, you see, it's my nature."

And both of them drowned.

The list is excellent.

You really managed to gather all the frogs

of this Earth in one exciting playground,

and so I'd like to drink to all the scorpions

in this room who have learned how to swim.

With respect, Breakdown Forest is not just some game.

It's only purpose is to find the perfect subject,

an organism that is ready to shed all of its dignity

in order to become a superior being, a homo novus.

Outstanding.

So let us instead drink to our eugenicist poet.

You with all your dreams and goals, switching careers.

What has it gotten you?

Do you think those three little stars

on your uniform make you special?

I didn't wanna tell you, Leon,

but I only stayed because I pitied you.

You're gonna be alone for the rest of your life.

This is Abe Rhoder.

23 years ago, he was on a special ops in Afghanistan

and went completely haywire, and 27 civilians were killed.

Since then, he works alone,

as an assassin for the highest bidder.

Erwin Mayer.

He was abducted with his bodyguard and his driver.

He was supposed to be executed tonight.

And I could tell you when and where.

What do you say?

Where do I find this Rhoder?

If you kill me, somebody else will take my place.

And I'll kill whoever comes after you too.

So here we have Huey, Duey, and Louie.

Limousine driver, bodyguard, and Erwin Mayer.

Yeah, you look better on TV.

How many people have been murdered

for high-ranking assholes like you, huh?

Now listen very carefully,

if anything happens to me a lot of people will be after you.

You know what you're getting into?

Ah sure, but that's nothing new for me.

Why are you doing this, damn it?

How can you be so cold?

That's how I stay alive, and besides,

there are certain people who've paid me a lot

of money just to send assholes like you to hell.

Just like this!

You psycho, what the fuck are you doing there?

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Cha cha cha cha cha cha, guitar!

See how easy it is?

Ah.

Must be a pig nearby.

A policeman, asshole!

- Oh ho! - Put your gun down, Rhoder!

The entire compound is surrounded.

Special units, snipers, the whole program.

So put your gun on the ground

and let these men go now.

What are you waiting for?

Okay.

Fine.

You win, pig.

So.

Now I'll put my toy

on the ground

like a good boy.

Hands up!

Put your hands up now!

They're up, you see?

You arresting me for fair dodging?

How about mass murder or kidnapping

of high-ranking state officials?

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

My God, do something now!

Mass murder!

Fucking high-ranking

- state officials! - He's killed my driver.

Do something already.

- Did you like the music? - Last warning.

Down on the fucking ground!

No need to be rude.

My God, why don't you just shoot?

What are you

- waiting for, pig? - Just shoot now!

Get down now!

Mayer, hold on there.

Just stay with me.

Just catch him.

Call an ambulance!

We have to get outta here.

Dammit, just hurry up!

Behind you, behind you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I've just received notice

that the first test subjects in the Valley of Pain

have regained consciousness.

Bravo!

Cops don't survive long here.

Looking for your cellphone or something?