The Traitors

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- She's a natural-born killer.

This is the name of the game.

What's going on?

Oh, my God.

Welcome to my castle...

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...where treacheries abound,

and murderers hunt the faithful like hungry, howling hounds.

Amidst this world of bloodshed, I am your humble narrator.

So step inside, stay a while in the company of "The Traitors."

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These cunning celebrities...

strategic reality legends...

and clever game players...

will play the ultimate game of trust.

Welcome to the dark side.

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- -Fire for your life!

Deception... -Everything you got!

-Aah! No! -

...manipulation...

She's the traitor?

...and just a dash of murder.

Who will emerge victorious

and win up to a quarter of $1 million?

You're the traitor. Shut up.

I find you highly annoying.

-Why would I want to murder her boyfriend?

-This guy is the silent slaughterer.

This is not "The Bachelor,"

and I don't have to kiss your ass for a rose.

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Who wants to see a castle?

-I've never really spent any time in a castle.

-Oh, my God, this is so gorgeous.

-Wow. -This is dope.

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I wonder who else is here.

-I don't know. I can only speculate.

-And you guys know, we're like the first couple

that's doing the show.

-Really? -Yeah.

People think I'm the big, friendly giant.

But in all honesty, you know, I'm a cutthroat player.

You know, I've got Jordan blood in my DNA,

and we like to win at all costs.

I'm coming after that goal.

I've never been to Scotland,

but, hopefully, this is a haunted castle.

Make all my dreams come true. -Oh, no.

* Oh, my gosh *

I'm kind of fangirling

being in the car with the three of you.

A car of reality queens here.

-Is there anybody from "Survivor"

that you don't want to see? -I mean, I would prefer

not to see Sandra.

-Why not? -Sandra?

My career in "Survivor"

has over-prepared me for "The Traitors."

I can look you in the eye

while telling you a lie and smiling in your face.

You would think I'm your best friend in the game,

when, in fact, I'm here to destroy you.

-* Oh, it's so exciting * -I'm excited to meet Alan.

-Yeah. Me too. -I can't wait.

-I'm excited to see what Alan is wearing.

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-Do I hear drums? -Yes.

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Oh, he looks a little creepy.

Here we go.

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-Lala, our guests are arriving.

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-Whoo! -Oh, my God!

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-Ohhh! -

Wow!

Let the games begin.

What a place.

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-Here we are! -Yes, here we are.

Ah, there's Sandra.

Oh, this is nice.

- How you doin'?

Of course Bananahead is here.

Can't do anything without him, apparently.

-Hey. -Oh, you look great.

-You too. -Yeah?

-If me and Bananas were in Never Never Land,

he'd be Rufio, and I'd be Peter Pan.

How amazing is this?

How's it going? Peter.

-How are you? -Good to meet you, man.

-What's up, Janelle? It's been so long.

-How are you? Hi. -Good to see you.

So, I haven't seen Janelle in about a decade.

The last time I saw Janelle,

it was when I was writing her name down and voting her

out of the "Big Brother" house.

-So, what's your name, sweetheart?

-John. John Bercow. -John. Okay.

-Yeah, hi. I'm a retired --

You're a politician, right?

Ohhh, you're very, very good.

-Naughty, naughty, naughty. -I am.

Look how gorgeous this is.

-The caliber and diversity of this cast

is exactly why I wanted to come and play this game.

-Where do I know you from, baby? -I was on "Big Brother."

-Ahh, yes! -And you're from...?

The "Housewives" franchise.

-You have competition-show legends like Sandra,

who's won "Survivor" twice.

There is a former world heavyweight champion boxer

playing this game with me.

I don't understand why he's here.

I'm glad he is, because it's the thrill of a lifetime.

If this were the 1990s,

it would be like playing "The Traitors" with Mike Tyson.

-So nice to meet you. -Hi. What's your first name?

-Peppermint. -Peppermint?

-Yes. What's your -- -That is a name

that cannot be forgotten.

-I hope we survive the night. -This is -- Right?

I just want to make it past night one.

I don't want to be the first one.

How embarrassing would that be?

-That would suck. -It would suck.

What do you want to be,

traitor or faithful?

I don't know.

I feel like people might know me

as the calculating bitch on my show.

Mm!

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-Geez! -Oh!

What's happening?

Ohhh!

Welcome to "The Traitors"!

-His outfits are everything. -I love this man.

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Whoo!

-Oh, you look gorgeous. Strut, honey, strut.

Alan Cumming's amazing.

Like, chef's kiss of a human being.

He's so swaggy.

-Look at you all, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed,

full of the joys of spring.

Ready to engage in a vicious game

of treachery, deceit, and murder.

Whew!

And what a game it will be.

Because I stand here before you looking out at a sea

of schemers, master manipulators,

cutthroat competitors.

21 of you for now.

But who knows what the future holds?

This, my dear players, may be the most important game

you have ever played.

Why? Well, no biggie.

Just that the winner will walk away

with up to a quarter of $1 million.

-Cheers to that. -I really like that.

But to business.

Soon, I will select the traitors.

Each night, those traitors will murder one of you

under the cover of darkness.

It will be up to the rest of you, the faithful,

to weed out those traitors and banish them from the game.

Those that survive until the very end

will be within touching distance of that huge cash prize.

But be wary of who you trust,

for if even one traitor makes it to the end,

they will take everything -- and I do mean everything.

-Oh, my God. -Sally forth. Come on.

Head up to the castle. Have a drink.

-Sally forth? -Get to know each other.

Make friends, swap stories.

-All right. -But be warned --

In this game, there are no BFFs.

Unless, of course, "BFF" stands for

"betrayers, fakes, and fraudsters."

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-* Oh, my gosh * -Oh!

-I always think there's somebody in those.

-Nope, not this one. -No? Okay, it's safe.

I feel like I'm in a museum.

-I can smell it. -

-Is this the bar? -Oh, nice.

-All right. -Wow.

CT, you bartending or what?

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Oof.

-Is it any wonder that the three of us