Every seven years in an unsuspecting town, The Tournament takes place. A battle royale between 30 of the world's deadliest assassins. The last man standing receiving the $10,000,000 cash ... See full summary »

Father MacAvoy: God, I need a drink.
Lai Lai Zhen: You drink too much, and your eyes give you away. You damage your liver.
Father MacAvoy: That's just perfect. That's just exactly what I need. Health advice from a hit man.
[last lines]
Father MacAvoy: Let us pray.
Father MacAvoy: Why don't we go to the police? Eh? You and I. I mean, you acted in self-defense. I'll speak for you.
Lai Lai Zhen: Is it my accent? Do I stutter? Is that it? The people who run this, they are more powerful than the police! They will get you anywhere.
Father MacAvoy: But the bodies. People will see the bodies.
Lai Lai Zhen: There will be an explanation. It won't be the truth, but it will be what people will buy. A madman with a gun, a terrorist attack, a natural disaster, a car crash. That's how the Tournament remains a secret!
Father MacAvoy: That's insane!
Lai Lai Zhen: Don't you watch TV, Father? The whole world is insane.
Powers: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Tournament.
Tech Rob: [ogling Lai Lai through the cameras] Suck me sideways. I would kill for a piece of that pie.
Tech Eddie: Yeah, right. You'd be fucking dead before you could lick your lips.
Gene Walker: What's the matter, Mr. Harlow? Are you out of bullets? Why, here, have some of mine!
[opens fire]
Powers: Look at you, Joshua! You're a warrior, gladiator. Men like you don't die in your beds, they fall on the field. They give the crowd a glorious death.
Miss Hunter: [incredulous] What did you say?
Tech Eddie: There are no cameras in there.
Miss Hunter: What about satellite?
Tech Rob: They're indoors.
Miss Hunter: Did I speak to you?
[Miss Hunter turns back to Eddie]
Miss Hunter: There are 30 people in there who paid ten million dollars. We're in the final few minutes. I want everything and anything pointed at that fucking church!