- Welcome to Battle Royale.
Now, you are probably all wondering, what led me to this?
Well, I'll tell you.
You've wasted your lives.
You're all criminals.
Outcasts who have nothin' to live for,
tryin' to become the victors
and bring a bunch of money home for your families.
Who knows what you did to end up here with a live sense.
Murder, treason.
Honestly, I couldn't care less.
How about this guy?
You, what'd you do, pretty boy?
- Oh, I'm not a criminal.
I just want money.
(laughter)
- You're jokin'?
You mean you came to Battle Royale
a free man of your own will?
- That's correct.
(laughter)
What's your name, little boy?
- Tanner Cobbin.
- Well, Mr. Cobbin,
that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
Hope you had a good life, boy,
'cause it ain't gonna last much longer.
Okay, now, you'll be splittin' up into groups of four
and only one group will survive.
I'm givin' y'all pickaxes
for lootin' and gatherin' resources.
Winners get four million dollars each.
Now get on the bus and get ready to jump.
- Oh God, oh God.
I can't, I can't do it.
Ah!
- So, I nominate myself as squad leader.
- Nope, I'm Anya, squad leader.
This is Roach, he's a serial killer.
- Hello. - This is Caroline.
- She's a doctor or something.
- Doctor?
In a Battle Royale made up of 99% prisoners.
- Oh, she's a prisoner, too.
Killed her husband. - Actually, I'm innocent.
- She says she didn't do it,
but that's what everyone says, except me.
I love killing people!
Aw, I'm so happy to be out of my cell.
Hey, can we call our squad Goals or Fam?
Fam squad, that'd be cool.
- I like it. - No.
- What about you, old man?
Which squad are you on?
- Oh, not on a squad, sonny.
I just take the bus to work.
That's my shop down there on Retail Row.
Oh my God.
What are they doing?
- All right, guys, we're gonna have to jump soon.
I'm thinkin' Loot Lake.
Who's with me?
- Loot Lake is too hot.
Let's go to Salty Springs.
Good location, not congested.
- Salty Springs can suck on my shifty shaft.
Trust me, Loot Lake.
- Okay, but we passed Loot Lake about three kilometers ago.
- [Roach] Let's land on one of those Chinese restaurants.
- Okay, do we have our guns?
- We have to find our guns, idiot.
- What?
Those guys have guns.
- Take a picture, asshole.
It'll last longer.
- All right, all right, whatever, let's go.
Loot Lake, here we come.
Well, (expletive).
- Way to go, squad leader.
No loot, no shelter, edge of the island, great location.
- Look, Moisty Mire isn't that bad.
Just be patient.
I'm sure we'll find some guns somewhere.
Wait, look at this.
Here we go.
27 uncommon tactical shotguns behind this tree.
- Oh, those things are so common.
- I've never really used a gun before.
Usually just like to gouge eyes.
You know, break skulls, hide snakes, that sort of thing.
- God, I can't even walk in here.
- Isn't that kind of a waste of wood?
- There's thousands of trees around and that's about it.
And great, it's getting darker.
- Yep, it is goin' to be a long night.
Good morning.
Oh my God.
Guys, it's a house.
Let's loot it like there's nobody inside.
- Move, me first.
Oh my God, these shrubs are about to execute me.
- We are the bush people.
Born in the bush,
die in the bush,
make love to the bush.
- Bush people?
Ah! (shotgun bursts)
Thank you.
You wouldn't to help?
- Whoa, check out these guns.
- Shield potions!
- Um, guys?
- Drink the small ones first.
- Ah, bricks!
They're great for smashing faces.
- [Tanner] I'm in pain!
- Oh my God, these people have so much wood.
- Don't worry, Tanner.
You're going to be alright.
(humming)
- Um, you're just holding your hand over me.
- Sh, sh!
- Look, I don't know how this is supposed to help me fe...
Oh, oh, dammit.
Actually, I feel a lot better.
- Come on, you guys, let's check out what's in the house.
(upbeat instrumental music)