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Global terror deaths
reach new heights in 2044. The Sydney Mall attack...
The death now at 60
after suicide bombing...
Many killed and missing...
I can't tell if this has worked, I don't give a shit.
Listen, it's 2044, folks.
Year 2044.
It may as well be Berlin 1944.
Except there was less rubble then.
Eight attacks in the last week.
Rome, Marrakesh, Heidelberg, Istanbul,
Salt Lake City, London, Manila,
and every single one of these is in the name of god.
The Pencinites just blew up Kenmore Square.
Yesterday Fenway Park destroyed.
Gone.
Last week the Aluvahins blew up fucking Camp Nou.
The home of FC Barcelona.
What happened to keeping all this
around Mount Meggido?
Listen, if you want to fight
over your religion,
decide which religion should rule the planet,
I say, "Go for it!"
Every religion out there.
Pick a fucking fighter.
Here's what we do:
we have a big tournament.
I'm serious. We have a big tournament.
Choose a fighter. Train them to represent your religion.
And we just have a big fucking mano a mano.
Put them all in an arena and let them start going.
And whoever is left standing at the end,
that is the religion that we worship.
We'll do it that way. Call it the Religious Rumble.
No, fuck that, wait.
The Battle for Absolute Dominion.
Oh, fuck, yeah, there you go.
The Battle for Absolute Dominion.
Start training.
Time!
-I know. -Know what?
The bell doesn't start or end a fight.
I'm glad you know. Now try to remember.
If he beats you up
and then you beat yourself up,
you're taking two beatings instead of one.
Sun Tzu?
Simple math.
Another round?
Now you let your body rest until Saturday.
What do you think? Does he stand a chance?
Technically, physically? Yes.
Has he had any more?
Not since that day.
Did you find out what causes it?
EEG, MRI scan, CT scan...
all came back clear.
We're getting close everyone.
The last wild card tournament is upon us
and the 50 warriors left standing after this weekend
are gonna decide our faith.
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome today's guest,
Professor Amanda Harris!
Look.
See the applause I can do?
I'm really excited to talk to you right now.
Um about the mess you got us into?
Professor, I made a joke
in a cheap trailer, using a thrift store camera.
I mean, who listens to random nobodies on the internet?
Apparently the entire world.
Let's talk about some more important subjects.
-Let's... -First off,
Ammon Jones.
Pencenite, currently number one.
What will the world
-be like under Pencetism? -Mm.
I can't tell you what the world will be like
as that depends on other variables,
but I can give you
some background on Pencetism.
Pencetism is one of many apocalyptic ideologies
represented in the tournament, but unlike most of the others,
Pencenites have an exact end date
which is 2111.
- 48 years left. - Yes, 48, thank you.
Thank you.
The problem with groups
who believe the apocalypse is around the corner
is that they are not interested in progress.
On the contrary, they usually find comfort
in regressing to earlier times.
Alright, let's go to Nizar Haddad,
current number 2. Now, he seems like a nice guy,
but Dashifaris do not celebrate Christmas,
and I don't know, a world without eggnog...
That sounds worse than the apocalypse to me.
Okay, now,
Mestre Gato Santo,
number 3. I love Capoeira, I love Brazil.
Alright? And Celestians celebrate Christmas.
So this could be a positive outcome?
Unless you enjoy celebrating Ramadan or Hanukkah.
Okay, good point. Alright,
as someone who knows everything
about everyone on this list,
who do you want to win?
The question is not "Who will win?",
it's "What will they do with the power?"
Even the most tolerant ideology
will feel oppressive to those who will be asked
to give up the culture and traditions they grew up with.
So you're saying, because everyone took a joke
on the internet seriously, we're all fucked.
No, Fix. You were
the spoke that stopped the wheel
that was spinning us rapidly towards destruction.
I mean, do you have any hope?
- Oh, yes, yes. - Really?
I'm confused because you don't seem to be inspired
- by any of the contenders... - On that list.
Oh, you're saying the list isn't complete.
You're talking about the last Wild Card tournament
coming up this weekend. Who is showing up for that?
- What do you know? - I know,
we need a miracle...
and I know how hard I prayed for one.
Good morning,
Battle of Absolute Dominion fans around the world.
and welcome to the very last Wild Card tournament,
only hours away now here on Shalom Island.
A satellite drone sending out a birdseye view of the stadium.
Here, an appearance of our top-ranking fighters:
Mestre Gato Santo,
who just moved to the prestigious
top-three ground floor apartments last weekend.
While Ammon Jones and Nizar Haddad,
number 1 and number 2 have been here for a couple of weeks now.
It looks like they're enjoying an al fresco coffee
in the calm before the storm.
- Sagan? - Attention,
-this is Shalom Stadium . -Shit!
Come on,
-stop messing around with me. -If he doesn't snap out
before we arrive at the stadium, we are done.
I know.
Stop with the pranks.
Come on Sagan,
snap out of it now. Please.
- Sagan! - We have arrived at
-Salom Stadium Station . -Let go.
What are you doing?
Please exit the air train.
We're going to be late, let's go.
For security reasons,
fighters and coaches must wait in the holding arena
until your name appears on the display board.
Hello and welcome to Center AD Live.
My name is Ceylon, your host.
I'll be with you all weekend,
covering the last Wild Card tournament.
This is the final opportunity for fighters
who are not ranked to qualify
for the Battle for Absolute Dominion.
Things sure look different around here today.
For the last time in this 20-year saga,
the battle stage has been taken down to accommodate
for a larger crowd of hopeful fighters.
Okay, so we're gonna play a highlight video
from the last ranking tournament
along with some messages from our sponsors
and hopefully, once we get back to you,
we'll know what's happening.
Stay tuned.
Attention, competitors and coaches,
the result of the group draw is now on the display board.
Please wait in the holding arena
until your name appears on the display board.
Group 3. There!
Bruno vs. Tsaturyan, mat number 3.
That's your last warning.
Ready?
Fight!
Break!
- Winner. - Winner, Bruno.
-Water? -No, I'm good.
And fight!
-Argh! -Are you okay?
Someone named Sagan Bruno
won against a bunch of no-names quickly?
Since when did we even talk about Brunk?
Sagan Bruno won 12 fights so far and broke the following stats:
fastest win ever, most fights won in the least amount of time
and most fights won without a single KO.
I don't think it's by accident.
It seems to be his style.
Not to be the Joan Rivers of the apocalypse,
but you call that style?
It's not a cute look.
He won't stand a chance facing a top-50 fighter.
We don't know what kind of style he'll have
when he faces a top 50.
Why are you so into this guy? Is he a Solarunian?
No, he's from the IHS,
the Institute of Humanism and Science,
and that makes him a story.
What do they believe in again? Nothing?
No, not nothing. They're just not religious.
Um, okay. Um...
Archive needs to send us everything they've got on him
and his organization
and let's get our cameras glued
to his pretty little eyelashes
when we get back from commercials.
Winner, Elias.
You're drawing attention earlier than expected.
- You want me to go slower? - No.
I just want you to broaden your awareness.
Fighters, on your mark. Fight.
Bruno vs, Chey, mat 3, 30 second warning.
Not exactly what I meant by "broaden your awareness. "
She keeps staring at me.
- That's her job. - You know her?
- I hired her. - What?
Technically your Dad and the board hired her.
I recruited her. She's your personal protection officer.
Nobody even knows who I am. Why do I need a PPO?
If you don't get on that mat soon, you might not.
Fight!
Why do I need a PPO?
Is there something I should know?
- It's the law. - For the top 50,
not for a completely unknown Wild Card.
We thought it was for the best to hire someone earlier.
Shalom Island has more security than the United Nations.
Everybody is pre-screened months ahead of time...
and not one door frame or ceiling
doesn't have gun detection AI.
And yet 8 fighters have been killed
since the tournament started,
by pre-screened people with improvised weapons.
What?
Those murdered fighters
were all associated with some form of satanism.
You think not believing in anything is as much of a threat
to people as believing in Satan?
-More. -More.
Believers have comforting narratives
that make the idea of death bearable.
Satanism doesn't challenge those narratives.
On the contrary, it confirms them,
and strengthens their beliefs.
But we challenge them? How?
Simply by existing.
Heaven, hell, reincarnation...
those stories are basic defense mechanisms.
They protect believers from fear of death,
the most primordial and paralyzing fear.
For people like us to not threaten this safe fortress
of belief, it would require the ability to stop others
from contemplating our worldview.
And of course, that's impossible.
Welcome back to Center AD Live.
We're halfway through day one of the Wild Card tournament
and things have been pretty wild indeed.
But one fighter has stood out amidst all the chaos.
His name is Sagan Bruno. At the young age of 19,
he's already broke several records this morning,
including fastest TKO
most wins in the shortest amount of time,
most wins without a KO.
He's continually dominated his group
more than any other fighter, so,
you're probably wondering what religion is he.
Well, here is where things get really interesting.
None!
You heard me correct. Sagan Bruno
represents the Institute of Humanism and Science.
What is he doing here?
The guy you're fighting next, Sami Odeh,
life-long sparring partner,
- they're like brothers. - Bruno vs. Odeh.
Commander.
- I didn't know we... - Allowed heathens?
People not associated with a religion.
We had to. The tournament wouldn't have been authorized
if we excluded any belief system,
let alone one that included
thousands of prominent scientists.
Why did we never see
one of their fighters before?
The IHS is a bunch
of academics and nerds,
they didn't have an unlimited supply of,
zealot crusaders like everybody else.
So they did what scientists do.
-They engineered one. -Engineered?
We decided to set the date of the tournament's finale
20 years into the future
because we knew it would take that long
to negotiate a set of rules with 196 countries.
So the IHS went out and got themselves
a super athlete's spunk, a genius embryo...
...voilà.
Take your mark.
Fighter, take your mark.
Fighting position. Fighter ready.
Fight!
Do you give up? Do you give up?
Fighter, do you give up?
Come on, tap out, brother.
Tap out.
Come one, brother, tap out.
Nizar Haddad getting involved
from the sidelines, telling him
it's not worth dying over this.
Come on. Tap out.
This can't continue. Say something.
I already did.
This is unbelievable.
The Dashifari fighter refuses to tap out
and the Humanist refuses to take him out.
You can't make this stuff up.
Sagan!
What just happened?
Winner.
Winner, Bruno.
What did he say to him?
Please, tell me someone has a close-up of his lips,
so we can see what he said to him.
This is everything we have.
That's not gonna cut it. I need to know
everything there is to know about this weirdo kid
and his Institute of Communism and Science.
My dear Claudia, don't disappoint me.
Please do not listen in during the break,
just a little peek-a-boo, see what he's eating,
what he's drinking, what their strategy is,
whether they're shooting him up some of the good stuff, go!
Hi, I'm Naya Olinga.
Your PPO.
I'd like to bring you to the IHS suite
so you can rest until your next fight.
Your father already went ahead.
You've drawn everyone's attention
earlier than we expected,
so the threat level has increased,
plus we have to pass the press line
to get to the hotel.
Aren't there any secret passages
- out of the arena? - There are,
but fighters are contractually obligated
to walk past the press.
Not doing so is cause
for disqualification.
But you are not obligated to talk to them
or even acknowledge them
and I highly recommend you don't.
-Okay. -As we move towards the hotel,
I want you to expand your peripheral vision,
scan the space as wide and as far as possible.
Consider everyone and everything a threat.
Watch people's hands, someone trying to harm you
will either carry a weapon or eventually, pull one out.
I don't have eyes in the back of my head,
so there's a chance you or Anton will catch something I won't.
If that's the case, yell "fire."
I'm going to count to three, on three, we stand up.
I'll walk ahead of you, Anton will walk behind you.
One, two...
Babylon Times.
Can I ask you a few questions please?
No interviews until after the tournament.
Is it true you were genetically engineered
for this tournament, Sagan?
Are you fighting to end God?
Don't look up.
I thought you had no eyes on the back of your head.
- I don't. - Attention.
But my instincts are 360.
We may detain anyone
not in possession of the official security...
He cannot win this tournament.
- The odds for a wild card... - I don't care
what the odds are.
We need to make sure he doesn't make it into the top 50.
Third floor.
Security system deactivated.
Ah, here they are.
Hi.
- Hey. - I'm Sitara Bruno.
Sagan's mother.
Nice to meet you.
I heard you did really well.
Champagne!
Relax, it's Kombucha.
We're just pretending it's champagne.
Is there a room for Sagan to get some rest?
Yes, over there.
Mind if I check it out?
It'll take under a minute.
Go ahead.
All clear. I'll leave you alone.
Could you ask my mother to come see me, please?
I need some medical advice.
Of course.
Prof. Bruno,
Sagan asked if you could see him...
for medical advice?
Of course.
Come in.
Do you want to help me find the exits and fire alarms?
Sure.
This is unbelievable.
The Dashifari fighter refuses to tap out.
And the Humanist refuses to take him out.
You can't make this stuff up.
How many times are you going to watch this?
As many times as it takes to figure it out.
-What was that about? -What?
Ah, they don't get along.
No kidding.
Sitara is a psychiatrist.
The fact that he asked for her means
he's dealing with a mental health issue
and it must be bad.
Why does he not like her?
There wasn't one event.
She's always been cold and distant with him,
like she's scared or ashamed of him.
When he was younger, he tried hard to win her over.
At some point, he just gave up.
Some people don't attach to kids
who aren't biologically theirs.
But he is.
I thought he was genetically engineered from donors.
He was. Sitara is one of them.
She is a Rhodes scholar and a former world champion gymnast.
The Institute approached her before anybody else.
She turned them down repeatedly, but, then,
they got smart and hired her husband
to run the entire project
and the next time, it was he who asked.
What about the sperm donor?
A former Olympic sprinter and chess Grandmaster.
Knowing the Institute, I'm certain
they recruited him as deliberately as they did Sitara.
He just wisely insisted on staying anonymous.
You're not really trying to locate
the exits and fire alarms, are you?
Of course not.
I memorized the blueprints of the stadium in 8th grade
and I've walked them every year since.
Are you nervous about him?
No.
Then what is this?
I'm trying to figure out just how he got him to tap out.
You know, some people say they'd rather die than tap out,
-but... -I've known Sami my entire life.
I know his pain threshold and I know his mentality.
He came here to win or die.
Nothing in between.
Did you ask him what happened?
He won't talk to me.
Do you think he threatened Sami with something other than his own death?
I've considered it, but what?
Sami grew up as a war orphan and never married,
so there is no family to threaten him with.
I'm the closest he's got to family.
But what could this guy do to me, in here,
that Sami would have considered a serious threat?
I don't know.
But now you got me curious.
What do you think he's doing out there?
Picking a lamb to sacrifice.
Any top 50 fighter can challenge anyone
in a Wild Card tournament.
Security deactivated.
I think it's time.
I'm ready.
You guys go ahead.
I'm going to walk Sitara to the pod station first.
You're not coming to watch?
She doesn't watch fights.
You're contractually obligated to face the press
when you exit the arena, not when you enter.
Go ahead and ask already.
I'm not going to ask.
Doctor-patient confidentiality still counts
even within the family.
He told me I can tell you.
What's going on with him?
I'll get it.
Naya! What's up, girl?
Same old. What's up with you, sis?
Sadly not my salary.
Okay to walk our guy this way?
Yeah, of course, I told you.
Come on.
Hey, good to see you.
So you are what all the fuss is about.
And I better get him through the fuss
before they disqualify him.
You said that, not me.
And we're back.
Sagan Bruno is up first
which should be a hoot
given that his opponent is about twice as tall
and four times as wide.
Take your mark.
Fighting position. Get ready.
Get ready. Fight!
He's out.
Break!
Winner.
- Acrobatics, huh? - Winner, Bruno.
If your opponent is a bull, be a muleta.
If your opponent is a muleta,
-be a bull. -And most important?
Never be a matador.
- Let's wait elsewhere. - You two go.
I'll stay in case they move the fight forward
or pull some other trick to get him disqualified.
-Ping me at two minutes out. -Copy that.
You found something?
Yeah, but I don't think we can use it.
Um. We can and will use everything.
That's the deal on Shalom Island, darling.
But it came from a conversation
he had with his mother
in her capacity as a psychiatrist,
so legally I don't even think we can use it.
Are you a lawyer now?
Because that's news to me.
And last time I checked,
I'm the one who breaks the news here.
So, your career change, oh, I'm so sorry, it's been canceled.
The paperwork couldn't come through in time.
What a travesty. What a tragedy. Now out with it!
Let me hear it!
Doctor-patient confidentiality still counts
even within the family.
He told me I can tell you.
What's going on with him?
He wanted me to prescribe something that stops
auditory verbal hallucinations.
He's hearing voices?
When he spaces out like that...
he was just pretending to be catatonic...
because he didn't want to admit
what's really happening.
What is really happening?
Someone is talking to him.
Who?
Sitara, who is talking to him?
God.
He says God is talking to him.
You're right.
We absolutely cannot expose this.
That's why we need some trashy outlet
to do it for us first.
Great job, Claudia.
I knew there was a reason why
I put up with that drone of a personality.
Drink on me tonight!
What is it?
Again, this article was just published
by The Daily Post who insist
they have an audio file to back up this story
but since we have not heard the audio clip ourselves,
I must add that the Wild Card fighter
Sagan Bruno "allegedly" hears God.
Attention please,
Shalom Stadium security may detain anyone...
-Sagan. -Time to go?
Not quite.
What is it?
Someone leaked a conversation your parents had
in the hotel room.
They were talking about your...
mental health issue.
Oh.
You're taking this better than I expected.
If I get riled up because somebody wants
to rile me up
then I'm a puppet, not a fighter.
Anton was always a great teacher.
-You trained with him? -Yeah,
when we were kids all the way until he left our school.
You want to do some flow exercises?
Sure.
Shalom Stadium security may detain
anyone not in possession of an official security pass.
Well, look who's here.
Looks like Sagan is about to fight his first top-50 fighter.
Sitara is here.
I'll go get her.
Tell Sagan, we're very sorry.
Break his legs.
You like her.
She's smart...
and extremely good at her job.
I just feel bad she ended up with me.
She should be Ammon Jones's or Nizar Haddad's PPO.
She didn't end up with you, she chose you.
...mat number 5.
-What? -Well,
not exactly you, but the Institute.
Of course.
All of the top organizations tried to recruit her.
She passed on all of them
and recommended her students instead.
She was an instructor?
Not just any instructor.
The Dashifar offered her an entire island
in exchange for becoming Nizar Haddad's PPO.
What's she doing here?
I'm sure she turned around immediately
as soon as she heard about that trashy leak going viral.
They said they're sorry.
Winner, Steimer.
It wasn't their fault.
Now, let's talk about that voice you're hearing
after the fight, okay?
You want to talk about God, Anton?
Dressed like this?
Bruno vs. Salvador, 30-second warning.
Attention, please.
The Pencenites's Freddy Alvarez,
ranked at 23 in the current Absolute Dominion top 50,
has volunteered to fight in place of Mágico Salvador.
Folks, I never thought I would say this, but,
this Wild Card tournament has just become more thrilling
than the past 10 ranking tournaments together.
Where is he?
So, the Pencinites, like the Sons of Moses
and the Dashifar each have more than one fighter in the top 50.
But this challenge isn't without consequences.
You see, there is no gain if a top-50 fighter
wins against a Wild Card, but if he loses,
it's a 10-point deduction.
Fighter, take your mark.
Fighting position. Fighter, are you ready?
Fighter, are you ready? Fight!
Come on, Sagan.
Fighter. Do you give up?
Break!
Well, that was a snooze fest,
but the young Sagan Bruno wins again.
So that means
that Freddy Alvarez drops from number 23
to 46,
and Sagan Bruno is still here.
Which means, if he wins his next fight,
you're gonna see him in the finals tomorrow.
I'll talk to Ammon.
Now!
I'm surrounded by idiots.
I hope this wasn't too horrible to watch.
No, not horrible at all.
I'll stay for the next one if that's okay with you.
Winner, Noyan.
It took you a lot longer this time.
Was his style tough to beat?
No.
I just figured, now I'm known as the guy who hears God,
I better be as mundane as possible.
Ah!
Sec Command, this is PPO Naya Olinga.
I've got a 6-4 attempt on my fighter. Request assistance.
Attention, guests.
Shalom Stadium curfew
will start in 15 minutes.
Please exit the stadium.
"Omnis satanica potestas,
omnis incursio infernalis adversarii,
omnis legio."
I'll get you out of here in a sec.
Vade, satana, inventor et magister
omnis fallaci, hostis human salutis.
Quomodo scis quia non sum deus?
Please proceed to the nearest exit gate.
- What is his issue? - He's a Uriahnit
who thinks I'm the devil.
What did you say to him?
I asked him how he knows I'm not God.
- Last warning... - This is unacceptable.
I want to speak with the head of security immediately
or I'll file a complaint with the SCSC.
First, you record a confidential conversation
between two medical doctors and then you're incapable
of providing security when my son becomes a target.
Sir, nothing is confidential
inside Shalom Stadium. It's in the privacy policy
you signed when you registered.
Nizar asks if he can stop by.
Yes, of course.
When evil people meet,
good people reinforce their shields with leather.
You're the number one ranked fighter
and you're acting like you're afraid of him?
Because I don't want to blow my hard-earned ranking
to stop this nobody from qualifying?
-How did you get in here? -Through the door of course.
Wondering why your PPO didn't stop me?
Because I'm her boss.
I'm also his boss.
I know you think that
as the number-one-ranked Absolute Dominion fighter
the sun rises and sets with you...
but that's an illusion.
You're a court jester,
an entertainer, a reality star.
I can have you eliminated from the tournament like this...
The international convention has rules. And...
It's almost cute how naive you are.
I'm in charge of the tournament
and I'm in charge of the military.
One word from me and you will be disqualified.
-For what? -I'm sure
I can think of something. Try me.
Please sit, have tea.
Nobody is going to try and kill us tonight.
They're too busy trying to kill the young prophet.
The young prophet?
A skeptic who hears God and makes all the evil people
run like chickens?
Do you really think they're trying to kill him?
It's what they do to prophets, no?
Can't we wait till he's in the top 50?
If he even wins the Wild Card spot...
I could try to explain to you
the geopolitical necessity of religions
to sustain stable international relations,
but let's be honest...
It's too complex of an issue for you.
The simple version is:
we don't need to put this idea of a potential "godless" outcome
into people's minds any more than it already is.
It will be the end of peace,
and I like peace. Don't you?
-Yes. -Good.
So go out there and kick that godless little shit
into oblivion.
Wait.
I need a guarantee that I'll win.
If number 23 here was almost able to beat him,
why are you worried?
Because that's not what happened.
Tell her.
Tell me what?
- I didn't almost beat him. - Tell her
exactly what you told me.
He played around with me the entire time.
I have no idea why he dragged it out.
He could have won in the first 15 seconds.
He dragged it out in order to humiliate you.
That's what godless people do.
They have no incentive for compassion.
No, I think he did the opposite.
I don't care what you think.
What type of guarantee did you have in mind?
You just said you're the head of the military.
Make sure you step on that mat.
There have been 3.5 million cyber searches
for "Humanism" just today.
If he shows up for the finals tomorrow,
we'll never be able to get rid of him.
The evacuation order has been lifted.
We can go back to the stadium.
Ammon Jones has been spotted in gear and warming up.
Wow.
We can hardly miss the moment Nizar Haddad becomes number one.
You believe Ammon Jones is going to lose. Against a noob?
I don't know anything about noobs.
But I know God's not gonna lose today.
I know he's a Celestian but he sure doesn't sound like one.
Maybe because he's Makuxi.
-He's what? -Makuxi.
It's an indigenous people of Brazil.
Celestianism was forced on his people by their colonizers.
But why is he fighting for the Celestians then?
Man's gotta eat brother Nizar.
It's time to go.
I never thanked you for saving my life.
I noticed and I've already requested to be transferred.
Put this on your head, please.
They denied my request for a second PPO,
so we have to work with what we got to keep you safe.
Remember the three Ps.
"Pay attention, process,
predict."
You have an IQ of 182, a photographic memory,
and you speak eight languages fluently.
I know you understood what I said.
What? It's good to be smart, no?
Not if it's a genetically-modified feature.
You'd never hear Deadpool say that.
Who?
Ah. It's a vintage thing.
I'll tell you another time. Let's go.
Another top-50 fighter is warming up
to challenge Sagan Bruno and not just any fighter,
the number-one-ranked fighter
in the Battle for Absolute Dominion.
Ammon Jones himself.
Captain Davis, you are in charge of Shalom Stadium security?
Yes, Commander Zimmer, I am.
Good. I need you to execute a Code 16.
Are you familiar with Code 16?
Yes, Commander. Code 16:
Imminent use of force against an actor identified
as a threat to international security.
Section 396 of Title 10 of the Beirut Convention
requires approval of no less than three member States...
Not if declared a global emergency.
The Return of Peace is at stake,
and if we don't eliminate the threat
as fast as humanly possible, we will be back
in the ruins of 2045.
Yes, Commander. Understood.
Get it done.
- Sergeant Lee. - Yes, Commander?
Run this to Nigel Johnson.
Make sure he gets it before Ammon fights.
Yes, Commander.
-What is your life source? -My breath.
-What is your handicap? -Tension.
-Who is your enemy? -Pride.
-Who is your ally? -Movement.
-What do you do when you get hit? -Remain human.
Attention, please. We have, once again,
-a substitution. -Shh. Shh.
Gautier vs Khan, mat number six.
Fighter, take your mark.
First warning, Jones!
-I don't like this. -Neither do I.
First warning, Jones!
Fight!
Hands up, Sagan.
Sagan!
-Tap out. -Argh!
Break!
Weapon! Weapon! Weapon!
- Manossenhora! - Weapon!
Move back now!
This is a crime scene.
Attention
guests, coaches, team members.
Shalom Stadium curfew will start in 15 minutes...
Naya! We'll bring you and your fighter back to your suite.
Everybody else must head out of the stadium.
-Curfew in 15 minutes. -Who's investigating?
MPs are already here to conduct a full investigation.
-Trust me. -Is he going to be safe?
It depends how far they'll go
to stop him from qualifying.
Can Anton stay behind with you?
It's a federal offense to stay inside the stadium
after curfew without permission and I'm sure
they have eyes on us. They'll disqualify Sagan
- and arrest Anton. - Let's go.
We can drop them off on our way to the gate.
Last warning...
So he might not be safe
and we can't do anything to protect him?
-You can take him with you. -Then he's disqualified.
My job is to give you an honest safety assessment,
Dr. Bruno.
I'm good at what I do but I'm only one person,
and they seem determined
to not let him finish the tournament.
That's it then, he's coming with us.
I'm staying.
Did you not just hear what she said?
- You're not safe here. - Why do you care suddenly?
You never cared about any of this...
- Last warning. - ...or me.
I trained for this my whole life.
You made me for the sole purpose of winning this tournament.
If you're taking this from me now...
you're pulling the ground from under my feet.
Exit the stadium.
Last warning.
Please exit the stadium.
The reason why I've been so distant with you...
is not because I don't love you.
Exit the stadium.
On the contrary .
It's because I'm ashamed.
What mother sends her child
into an arena to fight
before he is even born?
It's barbaric.
I thought you hated me...
and frankly, you should.
Last warning.
All unauthorized parties must exit the stadium.
This tournament is getting crazier by the day.
I can't possibly do a normal show now.
I gotta know what's going on,
and luckily I know just who to ask.
Ceylon, are you down there?
What is going on? Give me the scoop.
Hi Fix, thanks so much for thinking of me.
Sorry to disappoint you, but we don't actually know
what's going on either. Yikes!
One moment Sagan Bruno is on top of Ammon Jones,
the next moment, Sagan Bruno
is grabbing an arrow
flying in the air at at least, 300mph, like, whoosh!
Oh, okay, so it was an arrow? We didn't know
that's what it was. It's an arrow?
Yeah, we had to really slow down the video footage,
zoom in as much as possible,
and I'm just getting word now from my team
that we can review this together.
So why don't we figure this out.
Perfect. A budding detective show right there.
Let's go.
We'll take you through the kitchen,
just in case the press
are waiting in the lobby.
Please, sit.
Okay, so we can begin to see what's happening here.
Sagan Bruno is in mount position.
There's no way for Sagan Bruno to see what's happening
above him.
This is when the arrow begins
to enter the frame.
We had to really zoom in
and go frame-by-frame to see what happens next.
Somehow Sagan reaches out his hand to grab
what he couldn't possibly have seen coming.
- Holy shit! - So much
for "the Lord preserves those
who are true to him," right?
If I was God with a front-row seat
to the past 2100 years of human history,
I would also root for the people
who don't believe in me.
Come on.
Absolute Dominion, Investigation Committee.
This is Captain Davis,
head of Shalom Stadium Security Force.
I need to report someone for misconduct.
Yes, Captain Davis, who will you be reporting?
Myself.
Did she tell you what a badass instructor
your PPO was?
-She didn't. -She made us play this game
called Non Passere where one person has to get
from their base into the enemy's base
without getting killed.
I started throwing up after I swallowed a paintball
during an ambush, so she made me do it again
with even more people shooting at me from everywhere.
Zone four.
We don't have eyes in this building,
so if anyone bothers you,
-call me. -Okay.
-Eyes up, sis. -Always.
Security deactivated.
Lights off.
What's wrong?
Can you order some food for us?
- I'm starving. - Yeah, me too.
What do you want?
Same as you.
Three plain chicken breasts and a baked potato?
Not the same as you.
Is there a menu?
Hello, were you asking
for a room service menu?
We did, thank you.
If we ask for privacy,
will it show up equally as quick?
I'm so sorry. We currently do not have
privacy on the menu, is there anything else
we might be able to get you?
Okay, we would like to have
three plain chicken breasts and one potato.
Large potato.
And I would like to have the poke bowl.
- Any drinks? - Just water, please.
Your order will arrive in 12 minutes
and 24 seconds. Thank you.
Reinforcements have already arrived.
You're friends with Sagan's PPO, aren't you?
She was my instructor at the academy.
Can you speak with her?
Offer our assistance.
Her fighter is a target.
She's not going to trust me
or any other fighter's PPO right now.
But there's other ways I can try
to gather intelligence for you.
Zone four.
Why did you choose the Institute over everybody else?
What?
Anton said you passed on all the other offers you got
but accepted ours.
Is it because you're an atheist?
No.
I believe in God.
Then why?
Every organization participating
in the tournament had to publish a manifesto
to give people an idea of what the world would look like
if their fighter won Absolute Dominion.
Almost all of them strictly forbid
any other spiritual practices
or traditions except their own.
I don't remember the IHS manifesto being that different.
Then you haven't read the small print.
A summary of it basically says
if we win Absolute Dominion,
there won't be any tax-exempt religious organizations anymore,
and we never have to hear
dogma in schools or governments again.
But if you want to perform any spiritual traditions
on your own time and with private organizations,
knock yourself out.
We have to have at least that.
You can't forbid people
from practicing their 3000-year-old tradition
or demand they forget their own culture completely.
It dehumanizes people.
I'm convinced the IHS author knew that,
which is why it's so carefully written.
It's like a road map
to help us bypass an impending apocalypse.
What?
I'm just thinking about the author of the manifesto.
- You know the author? - You do too.
She's my mother.
They're bringing in a shooter, so whatever you're planning,
you need to make it happen fast.
I can't jump in and save you.
-Good news? -Oh.
Sorry. Not good news,
-but a good friend. -Oh yeah?
One of my former students
is Fix Huntley's protection officer.
He asked her to ask me to ask you...
if you'd consider doing an interview with him.
- I can just pass... - No! Don't pass.
- I'm a big fan. - Really?
Yeah, I watch his show all the time.
He's smart and kind. I would love to meet him.
- Can I tell her that? - Yes!
Okay.
Give him my personal number, please.
Lady Lights Out and Company
in position and ready to engage.
Targets in the window.
Should I engage?
Negative, bulletproof windows.
That bad?
What we expected.
So the underground tunnel is not an option?
They're not that incompetent.
Every path to the stadium will be blocked
except for this one.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Fix wanted you to have this.
Apparently, there are two people with this number.
-And one of them is his mom. -Honored.
You need something to write it down?
Of course not, I forgot.
Wait for target.
No press.
Of course not.
As soon as I open this door, you start running full-speed
towards the south-east entrance, I'll run to the south-west one.
They won't expect two people running,
so that gives us three seconds
until they adjust.
Start running sideways and zigzag
after the halfway line.
That's when they'll start firing nonstop.
Got it.
On three.
One.
- Two. - Naya.
Nizar would like to have a word with Sagan if possible.
-Salam alaykum. -Alaykum salam.
May I introduce you to Mestre Gato Santo.
Prazer em conhecê-lo Mestre.
O prazer é todo meu.
We wondered if we could accompany you to the stadium?
I'm not sure if that's a good idea.
Why not?
They know what's going on.
They won't risk hurting us.
That would set off World War Four.
If I remember correctly, the risk of igniting a world war
has never prevented one.
Well, we shall be on the right side of this one then.
Claudia!
Why are they here?
Did you think I'd roll the dice on them not shooting at us
without at least tipping the odds in our favor?
So, how would you like to do this?
He's taller than any of us.
Unless we put him in a wheelchair,
those snipers will have a clean shot.
Wheelchair?
They will disqualify him.
I have an idea.
There is a delegation here led by World Coalition chief,
Huda Sha'arawi, they insist on seeing you now.
We have no record of a scheduled visit.
This is against security procedures.
Wallah, I knew this woman would be dangerous.
Commander, General Huda insists on speaking with you.
We are in the middle of a classified military exercise,
announced visitors are not permitted.
Cut the crap , Illona.
Denying a representative of the World Coalition access
is a violation of the Beirut Act ,
and there are four members here.
Movement at home base.
Shit.
What's going on?
Something blinded me. Hang on.
They created a shield around him
using the reflective security mirrors.
Can you still get the shot?
This has gone too far.
Come on.
I didn't expect to walk in here and agree
with you of all people, Nigel.
But yes, Commander Zimmer has finally gone too far.
Doesn't anybody get it?
What is so upsetting about this, Commander Zimmer?
They seem to be protecting him from something.
We have always encouraged fighters
to practice sportsmanship.
This isn't sportsmanship,
this is worship.
A Wild Card fighter no one's ever heard of
who doesn't belong to any religion shows up,
breaks every single tournament record, then cleverly leaks
that he hears the voice of God.
The very next day, our top two fighters flank him with shields,
like a messiah.
This was a long con and we fell for it.
The Institute for Humanism and Science conned us.
She has a point.
The peace that comes with this tournament
will be over if the top-ranked fighters
started worshiping someone or something
outside their own faiths.
She may have a point,
if it turns out to be true...
But we can't just assassinate people on a hunch.
There are laws and regulations...
A big book of them that lawyers
from all over the globe fought over
for over a decade.
Whatever you have planned here is in violation of half of them.
Call it off now.
I'm not saying it again.
-Abort operation. -Copy that. Aborting.
Knock, knock. Claudia, are you there?
Yes. They are just now entering the stadium.
Read the room. We're literally streaming
your footage live right now.
I need you to smile and ask questions.
- It haven't cleared... - This isn't
a request from me, but directly from Command.
Nizar Haddad, Mestre Gato Santo,
would you mind answering some questions for our audience?
- A couple. - Great.
Does this procession have a spiritual meaning?
- Spiritual? - Well, are you
and Mestre Gato Santo now following
Sagan Bruno, the Humanist who hears God?
I'm afraid I have to disappoint you.
Our motivation to get Sagan Bruno safely to the stadium
is not nearly as deep.
Well, what is your motivation?
I'm surprised this isn't obvious to everyone.
We want to fight him, of course.
When you're in the top 50,
new sparring partners are rare.
Most of us have been fighting the same people
for half a decade.
It gets old, familiar...
There's nothing worse for a fighter than familiarity.
There haveve been numerous attempts
to get rid of this fighter with means and weapons
I always assumed were illegal based on our conventions,
which is why we decided to make sure
he gets here in one piece.
Sagan Bruno has a right to qualify for the top 50,
and Mestre Gato Santo and myself
have a right to stop him from doing so...
on the mat.
And inshallah, one of us will manage.
Come on.
See?
There was no Humanism cult conspiracy.
Just a bunch of fighters wanting to fight.
They're lying.
Of course I do.
Sagan!
- You made it. - Yeah.
Saved him from the tigers to serve him to the lions.
He has to fight them one day anyway.
But not in a row.
Nobody ever has to do that.
Not even in a final grand championship.
What are the odds of beating the number-one fighter
in the world right after a match with number two?
Small...
but not impossible.
If they fight clean...
One-minute warning.
First semi-final fight. One minute.
Can you go first, Mestre?
Not enough to sign me up for a fight I never agreed to,
- now you want me to go first? - Mestre,
I'm not a sage like you
or a prophet like him.
I'm a child of war.
Believe me if I tell you
if we don't give it our all,
he's not going live to see spring.
I can feel it coming...
vultures circling,
bloodhounds salivating.
Humanity does not find comfort in peace,
only in conflict.
They are getting restless.
They want to tear something into pieces
and an infidel who claims he hears God
is exactly what they've been waiting for.
So you're saying, we have to tear him into pieces instead?
No, we have to beat him in a fight
to show the world he's not a prophet or a threat,
he's just human.
Alright, I'll beat him...
but only so he doesn't have to lose
to a jackass like you.
Attention, please.
We have, once again, a substitution.
Mestre Gato Santo will fight in place of Jang Yong Naam.
Fighter, take your mark.
Positions.
Fighter ready? Fighter ready?
Fight!
Oh yeah!
Argh.
Sorry, buddy.
Do you give up? Fighter, do you give up?
Break!
Winner!
Winner, Bruno.
They haven't started the other semi-final fight.
We have at least ten minutes.
What?
Every single rib of your right rib cage is fractured.
- What does that mean? - It means
you've done your best and we're very proud of you.
What does that mean, Anton?
It means your chances of winning against Nizar in this state
are too slim to risk the permanent damage
-it could cause... -I take slim chances.
- Sagan. - Nobody can forfeit the fight
but me, so you might as well save me the breath,
and stop arguing about it.
I'll give you something for the pain.
No.
I just need a moment alone.
Please.
I know how you feel, Sagan.
Like a lab rat,
born into a life that was already predetermined.
And for that I'm truly sorry.
You're not a lab rat.
You're flesh and blood,
and what you want...
what you feel...
matters.
I love you, son.
I really don't know how this works...
but if you're not a stress-induced hallucination,
I could really use your help right now.
I'm ready.
Fighter, take your mark.
Fighting position.
Fighter, ready? Fighter, ready?
Fight!
Listen, if you're doing this
because of what I said yesterday...
You mean the part where I'm the only one
who can prevent the impending apocalypse?
That's not why I'm doing it.
I saw the trophy they have for the winner.
It's three feet tall and covered in glitter.
I want it.
Break!
Winner, Rodriguez!
He's hurt.
Then he shouldn't fight.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we have yet another substitution.
Fighting in place of Miguel Rodriguez,
will be the number-one-ranked fighter,
Nizar Haddad.
Here we go, folks.
This is it. The number-one-ranked fighter
in the world against the heathen
who's BFF with God.
What a time to be alive.
- I'm dead. - Fighting position.
Fight!
Ah.
Yes!
Tap out?
Fighter!
Break!
-Yes! -Yes!
Yes!
Winner.
Wowza! Plot twist!
The holy heathen has made it to the top 50.
Who would've thought that was possible?
And tragically,
for both you, and me, and, frankly, the entire world,
the time has come for us to part.
I must bid you adieu, ciao, farewell, adiós,
ma'a salaama, and hand it over to my dear friend Fix Huntley
who as always, will be closing the tournament
with his live show.
Over to you, Fix!
How about that, folks?
How about that?
I did not think that could happen
in the last qualifying battle.
An unknown Wild Card
has fought his way
into the big...
What? What happened?
Good evening.
Tonight,
our 19 years of peace
were brought to an end
with a devastating terrorism attack.
Although we are still waiting for confirmation,
we believe that Fix Huntley,
the man who came up with
the Battle for Absolute Dominion,
whom we owe our return to peace and civilization to...
was the intended target.
Thank you.
Ready?
-Where are they? -They set up on the deck.
Something about front lighting
-and magic hour. -Magic hour?
Sounds divine.
There you are.
- Nice to meet you. - Same here.
Hey everybody, can I get five minutes with Sagan?
Really quick, just before we start?
Thanks. And no hot mics.
So when did you know?
When did I know what?
That somebody was planning to blow up my studio.
I didn't.
I've been doing this 19 years, I've never aired
a pre-taped episode until yesterday.
'Cause you insisted
we do this interview today or not at all.
So I had to travel very quickly.
You don't strike me as the today-or-not-at-all
kind of guy...
unless...
you were trying to get me and my crew
out of the studio.
I'm not sure if you're accusing me
of being in cahoots with terrorists...
or in cahoots with God.
But either option sounds way more exciting than my real life.
Sorry, just coming close to death...
kind of shakes you up a little bit.
I understand.
Okay everybody, let's go.