Sex Game (2024) Movie Script
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(distant bird squawking)
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(water rushing)
(water gushing)
(water flowing)
(device beeping)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(water rushing)
(device alarm sounding)
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sounding continues)
(unsettling foreboding music)
(water rushing continues)
(device alarm sounding)
(device beeping)
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music continues)
(device beeping continues)
(blow landing)
(man yelling)
(ominous music)
(water splashing)
(water splashing)
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(foreboding music)
(man panting)
(man panting continues)
(man yelping)
(menacing music)
(man gasping)
(man panting)
(menacing music intensifying)
(static hissing)
(bits of music
cutting in and out)
(groovy wistful music)
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
As long as you're
away from us
We're just living
in the past
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
What have we done to us
What made the curtains fall
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(groovy wistful music continues)
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(groovy wistful music continues)
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(birds chirping)
(foreboding minimal music)
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(birds chirping continues)
(grass crunching)
- Another lay?
(lover speaking softly)
(foreboding music intensifying)
(man yelling)
(couple shrieking)
(man yelling in
foreign language)
(woman laughing)
(man yelling in
foreign language)
(mellow cheerful music)
(birds chirping)
(woman laughing)
- Did you get everything?
- Got it.
(vehicle doors shutting)
(vehicle rumbling)
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
(napkin rustling)
(man grunting)
(blows landing)
(minimal mischievous music)
- Welcome back to the
infamous Sex Games Challenge,
motherfucking nerds,
geeks, and dorks.
I'm your host with
the most, Vic Fears.
And today we have a very
special episode for you.
We're going, we're
gonna be going live
directly to Italy
with Rachel and Ryan,
who are there on vacation.
They prepared a little
vacation video for us to see,
but spoiler alert.
You know, you can put away
the Vaseline tissues for now.
It's not what you
think, motherfuckers.
Anyway, you may
know Rachel and Ryan
from previous challenges,
such as your mother knows, any
dog goes, and marathon blows.
But this time, they'll
take their sex game
to that next fucking level
that very few ever get to.
But ah, can't spoiler
any shit right now.
So stay tuned, and we'll
be going live very soon.
For those viewers who are
tuning in for the first time,
or who suffer severe memory
loss from severe masturbation,
I recommend that you watch
the previous episodes
to realize just to what
extent these couples go to,
to degrade themselves
in front of you
for the cash prize.
Cash rules everything around
me, cream get the money.
Dollar, dollar
motherfucking bills, yo.
So the point is,
you fucking
self-deprecating nerds
who haven't seen pussy
since pussy saw them,
stay tuned, buy massive
loads of fucking
Johnson & Johnson Baby
Oil, and have fun.
Click on your donations.
'Cause without your
fucking donations,
these people would
probably die of starvation.
'Cause all they do
is fuck all day long.
No one works.
No one goes to fucking
school for a better future.
These fucking sexual
addicts need you,
chronic masturbators,
to survive.
Your donations are fundamental
to the Ultimate Sex Challenge.
Now, you may have seen them
jerk-off their classmates,
unbeknownst to their teacher,
with the hidden cameras.
You might've seen them
flashing in public elevators.
No sexual act is too low.
So how low will they go?
We will show you very soon.
We have a short
video to show you
from the last leg of Ryan and
Rachel's Euro trip fuck-fest,
coming from Italy now.
But spoiler alert, it's
not what you think.
So you might wanna
wait on getting the
Vaseline and tissues,
you fucking
sexually-depraved animals.
(lively cheerful music)
(lively cheerful
music continues)
(lively cheerful
music continues)
- [Ryan] So what do you want?
I, I never know what to order.
Vegetarian?
- Nah.
- Nah.
You think I need
better to eat a salad?
I'm, I'm sorry.
- You think I need a salad?
- Never said that.
Uh.
- [Rachel] Pizza.
- Pizza.
- Again pizza?
- [Ryan] Really don't know.
- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.
(server speaking
foreign language)
(Ryan speaking foreign language)
(server speaking
foreign language)
- Ah, same.
(Ryan and server speaking
foreign language)
- Today we celebrate.
- And what are we
celebrating for?
- Our success in
the last challenge.
You were fantastic yesterday.
- Oh, honey, I love you.
- I love you more.
- Honey, listen to this.
For the lovers of the
extreme, a new challenge.
If you'll brave this, you'll
win the price of 10 grands.
- Ooh.
- The challenge is record
yourself in an act of love
inside of a royal palace.
- Mm-hm.
- The video must be
uploaded two days from now.
Good luck and may
the best couple wins.
- Well, we already won.
We're in Italy.
There are more
historic monuments here
than in the rest of the world.
And how hard can it be
to find a royal one?
- Perfect.
Yeah.
Mm.
Find it, the nearest one is
half an hour away from here.
- They better prepare
the money bags.
We already won.
(lively upbeat music)
(server speaking
foreign language)
- [Ryan] Grazie.
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
Seriously!
Another closed one, seriously?
- Forget the prize.
What we do now?
- Don't worry, we'll
find another way, okay?
- Yeah, how?
- Don't know, check the
rules, see is there's
some kind of caveat
we can exploit.
- No, no, no.
Okay, um, if you're unable
to shoot the video 'cause of
closed or crowded location,
the only way to
complete the challenge
is to go from riches to rags.
You have to find an
isolated location
with a creepy past full
of unsolved mysteries.
The prize for the
alternative solution
is of six grands instead of 10.
- That's fair.
Well, we are in
Italy, aren't we?
We'll find a place, the
outskirts of the towns
are full of strange
and creepy places.
Well, let me check.
Yeah.
Well, ah.
Black magic triangle.
Boring.
Satanists, I'd rather not.
Devil's Bridge.
I'd rather not mess with him.
Forsaken Villas.
This may be the one.
Abandoned location in the Alps
located near the old
nuclear power plants.
The radiation levels are safe.
But in the '70s and
'80s, there have been
many lost people, and a lot
of work-related injuries.
Sounds good.
- It sounds dangerous.
- Oh, come on, I'm sure
it's because of the boss
who was kind of Scrooge
who didn't want to pay
for security checks.
Or some mobster who wanted
some sweetness to disappear.
Come on, we'll be fine.
- If you say so.
Okay.
Let's go.
- Come on,
let's hop in the car.
(vehicle rumbling)
(foreboding minimal music)
(vehicle rumbling continues)
(bird chirping)
(vehicle approaching)
(foreboding music continues)
You know you always hear that
these little mountain towns
are full of strange,
creepy, interesting people.
I only see old geezers.
Only old people.
- Yeah.
Oh look, we get
to the cable car.
- Finally.
Again, and then once
again in the parking lot.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
(vehicle rumbling)
(birds chirping)
Mm, finally.
- It's strange weather.
Was sunny before.
Just a few minutes ago.
Now it's cloudy.
- We're in the mountains.
One minute might be sunny,
the next might be cloudy.
The next, might be raining.
Rain the next.
- Ew.
(door shutting)
- Okay.
Let's go.
- Yep.
(foreboding music)
Hello?
Excuse me, sir, could you give
us some informations, please?
I'll take it as a yes.
We are trying to go to
the abandoned village.
Can you tell us if, is this the
right cable car to go there?
- Why?
- 'Cause it will be so
kind of you to tell us.
- Why you want to go there?
No one goes there.
Especially two city
losers like you.
- Excuse me.
We want to go there
because we want to go there.
And I think it's none
of your business.
- You're right.
It's not my business.
But you should listen to me.
No one goes there.
It's been decades now.
In the '70s,
this whole area was
nuclear power plants.
But then greed.
Greed changes everything.
Sooner or later,
hits you in the back.
There were a few accidents.
But for the community,
it was okay.
Few questions.
A lot of work, a lot of money.
Then people start dying.
It was the water.
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Was the air.
All, the whole area
was quarantined.
People could not escape.
People start dying.
They were hunting each other.
People were dying.
Children were
with disease.
The death was all
around the mountains.
You should, you
should not go there.
Don't, don't go there.
Don't go there.
Don't go there.
- Charming, I think
we'll be on our way.
You've being very kind.
Have a lovely day.
- Wait, wait, wait!
Take this.
It's for the radiation.
If you hear it, run.
- Riveting, have a lovely
day, thank you kindly.
- Beware the hunters!
Hunters.
Yes.
Yes.
- Let me tell you, this
freaking thing doesn't work.
- Oh, don't worry,
we'll just look around.
We'll find something.
Can't be this far off.
- Well, we can always go back.
What can go wrong (chuckles)?
- [Ryan] We're pretty
high, aren't we?
- Yeah, we are.
- Just imagine
how it'd be too fall!
(Rachel screaming)
(Ryan laughing)
- Idiot.
(birds chirping)
- Well, now we walk.
- What?
Um, I'm not dressed up
for hiking in the woods,
you know?
- If you prefer,
we can just go back and
screw the challenge.
- No.
- Are you sure this
is the right way?
- I think so.
Before this freaking
thing stop working,
it says the place should be
one miles away from here.
- Fine, one place
is good as any other
to just land a tent
and do something.
(mellow cheerful music)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
Hey!
(voice echoing)
- Woo!
(voice echoing)
- Hey oh!
(voice echoing)
(grass rustling)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
This is a nice one.
- Um, yeah.
- So how about we
plant the tent here
and start practicing
for our challenge.
(both giggling)
- Sounds nice.
- Welcome back to the
Sex Game Challenge,
you motherfucking degenerate
sickos and sickettes.
I'm your host with the most,
Vic motherfucking Fierce.
Last time we tuned in, it
was getting kind of hot
in here because our
horny fucking couple,
Rachel and Ryan, were
trying to break in
to the royal palace of
Turin for the grand prize
of 10 motherfucking
thousand dollars, U.S.
If you're lucky, I might
take off something else,
you know what I'm saying?
Nah, just joking.
Anyway, since that didn't go
down, some guard caught them.
Since that didn't go down,
since some fucking
bastard guard caught them,
they decided to go for the
second grand prize of six K.
Which is, remember, huh?
To fuck in a haunted town.
Now, I personally believe
in those motherfucking
ghouls and ghosts.
I don't know about you guys.
But the idea of them
watching as they get it on
kind of makes me, ah, eh.
You know what I'm saying?
Anyway, let's go.
Oh, we, we ah, we see
that Rachel finally
found some signal.
So let's go live to them
and get a little update
on their fucking progress.
(birds chirping)
(stone tapping)
- Hello, guys, what's up?
So apparently we arrived
in this lost woods
for the challenge,
and we couldn't take
the challenge at the royal
palace because it was closed.
So tomorrow, we'll
do the challenge
in an abandoned village.
Ah.
There, my big man
is planting the tent
for us tonight.
Hello, how's it going?
(stone tapping)
- Fuck.
- Oh, poor thing.
Oh no.
- Fuck.
- Poor, my little thing, no.
- Told ya, I would've met.
(birds chirping continues)
See, told ya.
- Guys, look, this is my man.
Mm-hm, he planted the tent.
So good.
- Bye.
- See you tomorrow.
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music)
(crickets warbling)
(creature skittering)
(device beeping faintly)
Ryan.
Ryan.
(Ryan groaning)
Wake up.
- What?
(Rachel speaking softly)
(Ryan groaning)
(tent rustling)
(zipper unzipping)
(device beeping)
(foreboding music)
(creature skittering)
- [Rachel] Hun.
- Wait here.
- Don't go.
- Don't worry, it's fine.
Okay, it's fine.
(device beeping)
(critters warbling)
Hello?
Is anyone there?
(foreboding music)
(device beeping)
Is anyone there!
So we can have a
laugh together, right?
(device beeping)
(foreboding music continues)
(Rachel crying)
(menacing music)
(device beeping quicker)
(Rachel screaming)
(device beeping)
Hey.
It's me.
Come here, come here.
(Rachel sobbing)
Hey, it's fine, it's fine.
It's all right, it's all right.
(device beeping)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
- Where were you?
- Just outside.
(Rachel crying)
I was just here,
I was just here.
- [Rachel] I was so scared.
- I'm here, okay?
I'm here.
It's fine.
Everything's fine.
(birds chirping)
(tent rustling)
(zipper unzipping)
(foreboding music)
Rachel, come here.
- Yeah?
What is this?
Don't, don't touch it!
Maybe it is the
thing we saw tonight.
(birds chirping continues)
I'm still shivering.
- Probably is just
some, some child
who thinks he's
funnier than he is.
- The weirdo, it's the
guy at the cable car.
He shouted something, but.
- There you have it.
Must be him, or his son.
They woke up in the night
and thought it would've been
so funny to pull a prank on us.
- What a fucking sense of humor.
- Indeed.
- Honey, let's
finish this challenge
and go away from here ASAP.
- Indeed again.
Let's go.
(branches rattling)
- [Rachel] Ah.
- [Ryan] Hey, you okay?
- [Rachel] Yeah.
(foreboding music)
(birds chirping)
Fuck off the idea of
dressing up like this.
'Cause we are going
to Hollywood party.
- You're right.
But we have to do this
for the followers.
- Screw the followers.
If I have bristles under my
feet, you'll carry me, okay?
- Love, we have to keep going.
We barely have enough
money on our account to pay
for the gasoline
to go back home.
Also, I can already hear
the river, so we are close.
We find the right place.
We shoot our video,
we win the challenge.
We win the six grands.
And we go back home.
Happy and rich, right?
- Yeah, you're right.
- Let's go.
(mellow cheerful music)
(birds chirping)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
- Welcome back to the ultimate
sexual online experience,
you chronic fucking
degenerate masturbators.
Last time we tuned in
to Rachel and Ryan,
they had very poor signal,
and they were looking for
an abandoned house in the
ghost cannibal town of Schultze
to perform their final
sexual challenge.
And any moment now, eh,
any moment now,
they'll be sending us
their final sex challenge tape.
So get the baby oil-Vaseline
tissues and donations ready,
because without your sweet
little contributions,
we wouldn't be here right now.
So thank you and
fuck you very much.
(wind gusting)
(birds chirping)
(bird squawking)
(minimal foreboding music)
(Ryan sighing)
- There you have it.
Abandoned village.
- Uh-huh.
(minimal foreboding
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(bird chirping)
- But it is perfect
for, for the challenge.
I didn't exactly get
what happened here.
Just know that at once
a point, everyone left.
Intriguing, isn't it?
- Uh.
Yeah?
It's kind of scary.
Well, let's find small place
where to do the challenge.
- Let's go.
(insects warbling continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(bird chirping)
(foreboding music intensifying)
- [Rachel] This
one seems perfect.
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(wood creaking)
(wood creaking continues)
Ryan.
- Hello there.
(wood creaking continues)
(wistful pensive music)
(wistful pensive
music continues)
(wood creaking continues)
(wistful pensive
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(unsettling music)
(foliage rustling)
(Rachel yelping)
You son of a-
- What was that?
- Hey!
Hey.
Hey!
Where the fuck you
think you're going?
These fucking creeps.
Hey!
(unsettling music continues)
Come back here, you asshole!
Hey!
Asshole, where are you?
Fuck sake this.
(water rushing)
(foliage rustling)
Fucking asshole.
Hey, where are you?
(foreboding music)
(water rushing continues)
(menacing music)
Fuck.
(insects warbling)
(menacing music continues)
(Ryan grunting)
- Ryan-
- Rachel.
- Where were you?
- We have to go.
- But don't ever leave me alone.
- No, no, no, we have to go now.
- What happened?
- I chased the thing
down to the river.
There was blood everywhere.
- Blood?
- We, I think someone
died there, we have to go now.
Okay?
Gimme this.
Go, go, go, go.
Look here, let's go.
(foreboding music)
(insects warbling)
(bird chirping)
(foreboding music continues)
Where's the tent?
Where's the fucking tent?
- No.
- Fuck.
- No.
- Must have been the thing.
- [Rachel] Honey, I'm exhausted.
- [Ryan] What are we going
to do now without our stuff?
(birds chirping)
(sticks breaking)
- Ryan, I heard the noise.
- Who was it?
- I, I, I don't know,
but we have to go.
- Come on.
- Can't stay here.
- The cable car
ain't far, come on.
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
Fuck!
(foreboding music continues)
Fuck!
- There's no signal.
- Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
We can, we can start walking
down the mountain, okay?
We find a house or a
farm, or who knows what.
And we'll ask for a phone.
All right, okay?
It's fine.
It's fine, okay, okay.
- Okay.
- Okay, let's go.
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
- I don't know what happened.
We are suffering some
technical difficulties
it seems, because we
were told that the video
would be arriving shortly,
and, ah, it has not arrived.
Now, whether it's
the poor signal
they have in the ghost
town of Schultze, Italy,
or God knows what happened,
we don't know.
I see from the comments below
that there's great anticipation.
I see from the comments below.
Unfortunately, uh,
I, I am very sad.
I'm very, I'm, I
am more than sad.
I am aggressively
fucking pissed off!
That this fucking video
hasn't arrived yet.
Our viewers are there
with their cocks in hand
just waiting for
the fucking thing
to be uploaded any second now.
The anticipation is
not only killing me,
but it's making me
extremely fucking horny.
I'm gonna go and
ask my assistant
to fucking jerk me
off in the moment
because I can't take
this shit no more.
I don't know what to say.
These things are not
supposed to happen.
It's not professional of them.
But hey, maybe they got
caught in a shit storm.
Maybe, ah, they couldn't
find the proper house.
Were fucking on the street,
some neighbors saw them,
and shot them with a
fucking salt air rifle.
We don't know.
We don't know, the moment
we know, you have my word,
you have Vic Fierce's
fucking word.
I just have one
word, like my balls,
I don't break them
for fucking nobody.
You got me, one word, that,
my word, which is worth
its fucking weight
in fucking cock.
(hands slapping)
So, as we greatly anticipate
the arrival of Rachel and
Ryan's final sex challenge tape,
I have to address some
of the comments below.
Especially this one
comment from SugarCube69.
Complaining that the
show is not professional.
SugarCube69, you
fucking degenerate
cock-sucking low life,
no-sex-having piece
of fucking shit.
We see that you
contributed only 10 euros
in the past month, and
you've been masturbating
to our fucking
show for 12 months.
That's not even fucking
one Euro a month.
That's nothing.
You're fucking nothing.
Your mom is nothing.
Your father is nothing,
you're fucking disgusting.
You're a degenerate
fucking cock-in-hand,
never-saw-pussy-since-pussy-saw-you
degenerate,
fucking cock-sucking,
monkey-licking,
ball-snatching cockroach
up the ass fucking shit.
I don't even have the fucking
words to describe you.
I've been giving you the best
fucking underground content
on the web.
You cock-sucking piece of shit
I've ever fucking seen.
And this is the fucking
thanks that you show me?
Because of a technical delay,
which has nothing
to do with the show.
Are you serious?
Actually, you know what?
SugarCube69, you've
been officially blocked.
Actually probably
didn't even see
the last of my fucking sentence!
'Cause I already
blocked you midway
through the fucking sentence.
Fuck you and the
hole you came from.
So.
I'm interested in knowing
your own personal
sexual experiences.
Where's the craziest
place you ever fucked?
And with who and why?
Is there a why?
Or are we just animals?
Drugged by a deep desire,
instinct-based desire,
to just procreate?
And society made shit
complicated for us.
You can't fuck here,
you can't fuck there.
You need permission.
The fuck outta here.
So that's all for tonight's
masturbation session
on the world-famous
Sex Games Challenge.
My name, as you well know,
the host with the
most, the Vic Fears.
And everyone out there,
suck my fucking dick.
(birds chirping)
- Honey.
- Uh?
- [Rachel] I'm exhausted.
- Come on, we just
have to find a phone.
Remember the challenge,
- Screw the challenge!
I just want to go home.
And take a shower.
And, and, and sleep
in a comfy bed
in a four-star hotel room.
(birds chirping continues)
- And how are we supposed
to pay for the stars,
and the room, and the bed
without the money
of the challenge?
- Just find a way to take
back my butt to town.
And I'll find a way
to earn some money.
In a way or another.
(birds chirping continues)
- There, you see?
A house already.
Nothing to worry about.
(foreboding music)
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
- Wait, what if the
creature sleeps here?
- We have to
get in, find a phone, get out.
Okay?
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(metal squeaking)
(metal squeaking)
Let's be quiet.
There might be someone here.
- What kind of a place is this?
(Rachel groaning)
(foreboding music continues)
The smell is atrocious.
(draw rattling)
(foreboding music continues)
(menacing music)
- [Ryan] Found something?
- [Rachel] Just dust.
(wood creaking)
(knob rattling)
It's locked.
- [Ryan] Let me try.
(knob rattling)
(door opening)
(Ryan grunting)
- [Rachel] Oh god.
- What the fuck happened here?
(foreboding music)
(door shutting)
(Rachel yelping)
- Let's, I don't wanna be here.
Please, let's go.
- You're right.
Let's get out of here.
first we need to find a phone.
- Fuck the fucking phone.
(something banging)
- Fuck, he's back.
(footstep reverberating)
(foreboding music continues)
- [Rachel] What do we do?
What do we do now?
(knob rattling)
- Fuck.
Over here.
(foreboding music)
(door shutting)
(something banging)
(bucket scraping)
(foreboding music continues)
(metal rattling)
(Rachel whimpering)
(bottles rattling)
(foreboding music continues)
(ominous music)
(Rachel yelping)
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
(creature growling)
(Rachel screaming)
Rachel.
Rachel.
(wood banging)
(wood banging)
(Ryan grunting)
Rachel, are you okay?
I don't (indistinct) again.
I can't free myself either.
The rope is too tight.
(footsteps approaching)
(wood creaking)
(footsteps reverberating)
(menacing music)
(metal scraping)
(menacing music continues)
(menacing music continues)
(door creaking open)
(door shutting)
Rachel, are you okay?
- Hurry, let's get free
and run away from here.
Now.
- There are drawers
under the table.
Try and look, if you can find
a knife or, or something.
(tense music)
(wood sliding)
(metal reverberating)
Good.
Rachel.
Please cut loose.
(Ryan grunting)
The door.
Yes.
(metal rattling)
Of course.
(metal jangling)
- Found this.
- [Ryan] Let's go.
(door rattling)
(wood banging)
(ominous music)
(Ryan grunting)
(ominous aggressive music)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(foreboding tense music)
(ominous aggressive music)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
- No, I can't leave you behind!
(tense music)
- If you, if you want to
leave, you, you have to go.
That thing's an hunter.
And I'm loosing too much blood.
He'll track us down.
I'm, I'm wounded prey.
- No.
No no no.
- Hey hey, stay, stay here.
Okay, okay, I have an idea.
Okay, okay.
- [Ryan] What is it?
- Trust me.
Okay?
(Ryan panting)
(birds chirping)
(Ryan grunting)
(foreboding music)
- Hey.
Hey, you asshole.
I'm here.
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan laughing)
(sinister music)
(Ryan gasping)
- Hey!
You!
Say hello to my little friend.
(Rachel grunting)
(rock smacking)
(unsettling music)
(Rachel panting)
Ryan!
Hey, hey.
Please, hey, we did it.
Please, please.
Ryan.
(somber ethereal music)
Ryan.
Don't leave me please.
Please don't leave me.
Please, look at me.
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(Rachel screaming)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(water flowing)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(sinister music)
(crickets warbling)
(foreboding music)
(grass crunching)
(foreboding music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(Rachel whimpering)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(man snarling)
(minimal mischievous music)
- Welcome back to
the motherfucking
Sex Games Challenge.
I'm your host with the most,
Vic motherfucking Fears.
And unfortunately, as
Shakespeares once said,
shit does happen.
And when it happens, uh, you
gotta make the most with it.
And on with the next one.
Show must go on.
So Ryan and Rachel,
last we heard from them,
they were headed to the
cannibalistic ghost town
of Schultze, Italy
for their, uh,
second grand prize of 6,000.
But something must
have happened.
The video never came through.
We hope they came,
because if you don't cum,
what's the point of
fucking life, right?
You sexual sickos (chuckles).
Point being the show must go on.
So we're looking
for new participants
here on the very
famous casting couch,
if you know what I mean.
For the Sex Games Challenge.
Some of the new
challenges include
Golden Shower During Golden
Hour, for our film enthusiasts.
You know, the golden
hour is either
at sunset or dawn, where
the light is just perfect
to get peed on.
Having said this,
oh, we have the, uh,
the fan favorite request.
We must have a lot of
Fight Club enthusiasts
amongst our fellow masturbators.
The masturbating in the,
in the mashed potatoes,
the mashed potato
masturbation session
in a three-star restaurant.
Or more, you fucking whore.
Because the point
is, it's too easy
to masturbate in the local diner
where they probably know you.
At midnight.
You wanna go in the jam-packed,
in the center of town,
restaurant, good Yelp reviews,
and find a way of getting to
the kitchen, and masturbate.
That's not as easy
as it may sound.
I know because I tried it a
few times in my earlier days.
So.
Do you have what it takes?
Do you have what it
takes to be a winner
with your wiener?
Here on the Sex Games Challenge?
'Cause if you do,
send us your cock pics,
your pussy fucking pics,
at the email address below,
and get ready to
blow for the show.
(mischievous music)
(mischievous music continues)
(mischievous music continues)
(mischievous music continues)
- [Woman] Oh yeah.
- [Man] Oh god, yes.
(man moaning)
(audio distorting)
(discordant music)
(unsettling music)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
(distant bird squawking)
(foreboding music continues)
(water rushing)
(water gushing)
(water flowing)
(device beeping)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm sounding)
(water rushing)
(device alarm sounding)
(device alarm
sounding continues)
(unsettling foreboding music)
(water rushing continues)
(device alarm sounding)
(device beeping)
(unsettling foreboding
music continues)
(device beeping continues)
(blow landing)
(man yelling)
(ominous music)
(water splashing)
(water splashing)
(ominous music continues)
(foreboding music)
(man panting)
(man panting continues)
(man yelping)
(menacing music)
(man gasping)
(man panting)
(menacing music intensifying)
(static hissing)
(bits of music
cutting in and out)
(groovy wistful music)
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
As long as you're
away from us
We're just living
in the past
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
What have we done to us
What made the curtains fall
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(groovy wistful music continues)
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(groovy wistful music continues)
As long as you're
away from us
I'm captive in my heart
And there's a good chance
We won't survive
We've been alone for awhile
Me and my heart, we're tired
Now I can only say,
the show must go on
(birds chirping)
(foreboding minimal music)
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(birds chirping continues)
(grass crunching)
- Another lay?
(lover speaking softly)
(foreboding music intensifying)
(man yelling)
(couple shrieking)
(man yelling in
foreign language)
(woman laughing)
(man yelling in
foreign language)
(mellow cheerful music)
(birds chirping)
(woman laughing)
- Did you get everything?
- Got it.
(vehicle doors shutting)
(vehicle rumbling)
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
(napkin rustling)
(man grunting)
(blows landing)
(minimal mischievous music)
- Welcome back to the
infamous Sex Games Challenge,
motherfucking nerds,
geeks, and dorks.
I'm your host with
the most, Vic Fears.
And today we have a very
special episode for you.
We're going, we're
gonna be going live
directly to Italy
with Rachel and Ryan,
who are there on vacation.
They prepared a little
vacation video for us to see,
but spoiler alert.
You know, you can put away
the Vaseline tissues for now.
It's not what you
think, motherfuckers.
Anyway, you may
know Rachel and Ryan
from previous challenges,
such as your mother knows, any
dog goes, and marathon blows.
But this time, they'll
take their sex game
to that next fucking level
that very few ever get to.
But ah, can't spoiler
any shit right now.
So stay tuned, and we'll
be going live very soon.
For those viewers who are
tuning in for the first time,
or who suffer severe memory
loss from severe masturbation,
I recommend that you watch
the previous episodes
to realize just to what
extent these couples go to,
to degrade themselves
in front of you
for the cash prize.
Cash rules everything around
me, cream get the money.
Dollar, dollar
motherfucking bills, yo.
So the point is,
you fucking
self-deprecating nerds
who haven't seen pussy
since pussy saw them,
stay tuned, buy massive
loads of fucking
Johnson & Johnson Baby
Oil, and have fun.
Click on your donations.
'Cause without your
fucking donations,
these people would
probably die of starvation.
'Cause all they do
is fuck all day long.
No one works.
No one goes to fucking
school for a better future.
These fucking sexual
addicts need you,
chronic masturbators,
to survive.
Your donations are fundamental
to the Ultimate Sex Challenge.
Now, you may have seen them
jerk-off their classmates,
unbeknownst to their teacher,
with the hidden cameras.
You might've seen them
flashing in public elevators.
No sexual act is too low.
So how low will they go?
We will show you very soon.
We have a short
video to show you
from the last leg of Ryan and
Rachel's Euro trip fuck-fest,
coming from Italy now.
But spoiler alert, it's
not what you think.
So you might wanna
wait on getting the
Vaseline and tissues,
you fucking
sexually-depraved animals.
(lively cheerful music)
(lively cheerful
music continues)
(lively cheerful
music continues)
- [Ryan] So what do you want?
I, I never know what to order.
Vegetarian?
- Nah.
- Nah.
You think I need
better to eat a salad?
I'm, I'm sorry.
- You think I need a salad?
- Never said that.
Uh.
- [Rachel] Pizza.
- Pizza.
- Again pizza?
- [Ryan] Really don't know.
- Buongiorno.
- Buongiorno.
(server speaking
foreign language)
(Ryan speaking foreign language)
(server speaking
foreign language)
- Ah, same.
(Ryan and server speaking
foreign language)
- Today we celebrate.
- And what are we
celebrating for?
- Our success in
the last challenge.
You were fantastic yesterday.
- Oh, honey, I love you.
- I love you more.
- Honey, listen to this.
For the lovers of the
extreme, a new challenge.
If you'll brave this, you'll
win the price of 10 grands.
- Ooh.
- The challenge is record
yourself in an act of love
inside of a royal palace.
- Mm-hm.
- The video must be
uploaded two days from now.
Good luck and may
the best couple wins.
- Well, we already won.
We're in Italy.
There are more
historic monuments here
than in the rest of the world.
And how hard can it be
to find a royal one?
- Perfect.
Yeah.
Mm.
Find it, the nearest one is
half an hour away from here.
- They better prepare
the money bags.
We already won.
(lively upbeat music)
(server speaking
foreign language)
- [Ryan] Grazie.
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
(lively upbeat music continues)
Seriously!
Another closed one, seriously?
- Forget the prize.
What we do now?
- Don't worry, we'll
find another way, okay?
- Yeah, how?
- Don't know, check the
rules, see is there's
some kind of caveat
we can exploit.
- No, no, no.
Okay, um, if you're unable
to shoot the video 'cause of
closed or crowded location,
the only way to
complete the challenge
is to go from riches to rags.
You have to find an
isolated location
with a creepy past full
of unsolved mysteries.
The prize for the
alternative solution
is of six grands instead of 10.
- That's fair.
Well, we are in
Italy, aren't we?
We'll find a place, the
outskirts of the towns
are full of strange
and creepy places.
Well, let me check.
Yeah.
Well, ah.
Black magic triangle.
Boring.
Satanists, I'd rather not.
Devil's Bridge.
I'd rather not mess with him.
Forsaken Villas.
This may be the one.
Abandoned location in the Alps
located near the old
nuclear power plants.
The radiation levels are safe.
But in the '70s and
'80s, there have been
many lost people, and a lot
of work-related injuries.
Sounds good.
- It sounds dangerous.
- Oh, come on, I'm sure
it's because of the boss
who was kind of Scrooge
who didn't want to pay
for security checks.
Or some mobster who wanted
some sweetness to disappear.
Come on, we'll be fine.
- If you say so.
Okay.
Let's go.
- Come on,
let's hop in the car.
(vehicle rumbling)
(foreboding minimal music)
(vehicle rumbling continues)
(bird chirping)
(vehicle approaching)
(foreboding music continues)
You know you always hear that
these little mountain towns
are full of strange,
creepy, interesting people.
I only see old geezers.
Only old people.
- Yeah.
Oh look, we get
to the cable car.
- Finally.
Again, and then once
again in the parking lot.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
(vehicle rumbling)
(birds chirping)
Mm, finally.
- It's strange weather.
Was sunny before.
Just a few minutes ago.
Now it's cloudy.
- We're in the mountains.
One minute might be sunny,
the next might be cloudy.
The next, might be raining.
Rain the next.
- Ew.
(door shutting)
- Okay.
Let's go.
- Yep.
(foreboding music)
Hello?
Excuse me, sir, could you give
us some informations, please?
I'll take it as a yes.
We are trying to go to
the abandoned village.
Can you tell us if, is this the
right cable car to go there?
- Why?
- 'Cause it will be so
kind of you to tell us.
- Why you want to go there?
No one goes there.
Especially two city
losers like you.
- Excuse me.
We want to go there
because we want to go there.
And I think it's none
of your business.
- You're right.
It's not my business.
But you should listen to me.
No one goes there.
It's been decades now.
In the '70s,
this whole area was
nuclear power plants.
But then greed.
Greed changes everything.
Sooner or later,
hits you in the back.
There were a few accidents.
But for the community,
it was okay.
Few questions.
A lot of work, a lot of money.
Then people start dying.
It was the water.
(foreboding music)
Was the air.
All, the whole area
was quarantined.
People could not escape.
People start dying.
They were hunting each other.
People were dying.
Children were
with disease.
The death was all
around the mountains.
You should, you
should not go there.
Don't, don't go there.
Don't go there.
Don't go there.
- Charming, I think
we'll be on our way.
You've being very kind.
Have a lovely day.
- Wait, wait, wait!
Take this.
It's for the radiation.
If you hear it, run.
- Riveting, have a lovely
day, thank you kindly.
- Beware the hunters!
Hunters.
Yes.
Yes.
- Let me tell you, this
freaking thing doesn't work.
- Oh, don't worry,
we'll just look around.
We'll find something.
Can't be this far off.
- Well, we can always go back.
What can go wrong (chuckles)?
- [Ryan] We're pretty
high, aren't we?
- Yeah, we are.
- Just imagine
how it'd be too fall!
(Rachel screaming)
(Ryan laughing)
- Idiot.
(birds chirping)
- Well, now we walk.
- What?
Um, I'm not dressed up
for hiking in the woods,
you know?
- If you prefer,
we can just go back and
screw the challenge.
- No.
- Are you sure this
is the right way?
- I think so.
Before this freaking
thing stop working,
it says the place should be
one miles away from here.
- Fine, one place
is good as any other
to just land a tent
and do something.
(mellow cheerful music)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
Hey!
(voice echoing)
- Woo!
(voice echoing)
- Hey oh!
(voice echoing)
(grass rustling)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
This is a nice one.
- Um, yeah.
- So how about we
plant the tent here
and start practicing
for our challenge.
(both giggling)
- Sounds nice.
- Welcome back to the
Sex Game Challenge,
you motherfucking degenerate
sickos and sickettes.
I'm your host with the most,
Vic motherfucking Fierce.
Last time we tuned in, it
was getting kind of hot
in here because our
horny fucking couple,
Rachel and Ryan, were
trying to break in
to the royal palace of
Turin for the grand prize
of 10 motherfucking
thousand dollars, U.S.
If you're lucky, I might
take off something else,
you know what I'm saying?
Nah, just joking.
Anyway, since that didn't go
down, some guard caught them.
Since that didn't go down,
since some fucking
bastard guard caught them,
they decided to go for the
second grand prize of six K.
Which is, remember, huh?
To fuck in a haunted town.
Now, I personally believe
in those motherfucking
ghouls and ghosts.
I don't know about you guys.
But the idea of them
watching as they get it on
kind of makes me, ah, eh.
You know what I'm saying?
Anyway, let's go.
Oh, we, we ah, we see
that Rachel finally
found some signal.
So let's go live to them
and get a little update
on their fucking progress.
(birds chirping)
(stone tapping)
- Hello, guys, what's up?
So apparently we arrived
in this lost woods
for the challenge,
and we couldn't take
the challenge at the royal
palace because it was closed.
So tomorrow, we'll
do the challenge
in an abandoned village.
Ah.
There, my big man
is planting the tent
for us tonight.
Hello, how's it going?
(stone tapping)
- Fuck.
- Oh, poor thing.
Oh no.
- Fuck.
- Poor, my little thing, no.
- Told ya, I would've met.
(birds chirping continues)
See, told ya.
- Guys, look, this is my man.
Mm-hm, he planted the tent.
So good.
- Bye.
- See you tomorrow.
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music)
(crickets warbling)
(creature skittering)
(device beeping faintly)
Ryan.
Ryan.
(Ryan groaning)
Wake up.
- What?
(Rachel speaking softly)
(Ryan groaning)
(tent rustling)
(zipper unzipping)
(device beeping)
(foreboding music)
(creature skittering)
- [Rachel] Hun.
- Wait here.
- Don't go.
- Don't worry, it's fine.
Okay, it's fine.
(device beeping)
(critters warbling)
Hello?
Is anyone there?
(foreboding music)
(device beeping)
Is anyone there!
So we can have a
laugh together, right?
(device beeping)
(foreboding music continues)
(Rachel crying)
(menacing music)
(device beeping quicker)
(Rachel screaming)
(device beeping)
Hey.
It's me.
Come here, come here.
(Rachel sobbing)
Hey, it's fine, it's fine.
It's all right, it's all right.
(device beeping)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
- Where were you?
- Just outside.
(Rachel crying)
I was just here,
I was just here.
- [Rachel] I was so scared.
- I'm here, okay?
I'm here.
It's fine.
Everything's fine.
(birds chirping)
(tent rustling)
(zipper unzipping)
(foreboding music)
Rachel, come here.
- Yeah?
What is this?
Don't, don't touch it!
Maybe it is the
thing we saw tonight.
(birds chirping continues)
I'm still shivering.
- Probably is just
some, some child
who thinks he's
funnier than he is.
- The weirdo, it's the
guy at the cable car.
He shouted something, but.
- There you have it.
Must be him, or his son.
They woke up in the night
and thought it would've been
so funny to pull a prank on us.
- What a fucking sense of humor.
- Indeed.
- Honey, let's
finish this challenge
and go away from here ASAP.
- Indeed again.
Let's go.
(branches rattling)
- [Rachel] Ah.
- [Ryan] Hey, you okay?
- [Rachel] Yeah.
(foreboding music)
(birds chirping)
Fuck off the idea of
dressing up like this.
'Cause we are going
to Hollywood party.
- You're right.
But we have to do this
for the followers.
- Screw the followers.
If I have bristles under my
feet, you'll carry me, okay?
- Love, we have to keep going.
We barely have enough
money on our account to pay
for the gasoline
to go back home.
Also, I can already hear
the river, so we are close.
We find the right place.
We shoot our video,
we win the challenge.
We win the six grands.
And we go back home.
Happy and rich, right?
- Yeah, you're right.
- Let's go.
(mellow cheerful music)
(birds chirping)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
(mellow cheerful
music continues)
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
- Welcome back to the ultimate
sexual online experience,
you chronic fucking
degenerate masturbators.
Last time we tuned in
to Rachel and Ryan,
they had very poor signal,
and they were looking for
an abandoned house in the
ghost cannibal town of Schultze
to perform their final
sexual challenge.
And any moment now, eh,
any moment now,
they'll be sending us
their final sex challenge tape.
So get the baby oil-Vaseline
tissues and donations ready,
because without your sweet
little contributions,
we wouldn't be here right now.
So thank you and
fuck you very much.
(wind gusting)
(birds chirping)
(bird squawking)
(minimal foreboding music)
(Ryan sighing)
- There you have it.
Abandoned village.
- Uh-huh.
(minimal foreboding
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(bird chirping)
- But it is perfect
for, for the challenge.
I didn't exactly get
what happened here.
Just know that at once
a point, everyone left.
Intriguing, isn't it?
- Uh.
Yeah?
It's kind of scary.
Well, let's find small place
where to do the challenge.
- Let's go.
(insects warbling continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(bird chirping)
(foreboding music intensifying)
- [Rachel] This
one seems perfect.
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(wood creaking)
(wood creaking continues)
Ryan.
- Hello there.
(wood creaking continues)
(wistful pensive music)
(wistful pensive
music continues)
(wood creaking continues)
(wistful pensive
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(unsettling music)
(foliage rustling)
(Rachel yelping)
You son of a-
- What was that?
- Hey!
Hey.
Hey!
Where the fuck you
think you're going?
These fucking creeps.
Hey!
(unsettling music continues)
Come back here, you asshole!
Hey!
Asshole, where are you?
Fuck sake this.
(water rushing)
(foliage rustling)
Fucking asshole.
Hey, where are you?
(foreboding music)
(water rushing continues)
(menacing music)
Fuck.
(insects warbling)
(menacing music continues)
(Ryan grunting)
- Ryan-
- Rachel.
- Where were you?
- We have to go.
- But don't ever leave me alone.
- No, no, no, we have to go now.
- What happened?
- I chased the thing
down to the river.
There was blood everywhere.
- Blood?
- We, I think someone
died there, we have to go now.
Okay?
Gimme this.
Go, go, go, go.
Look here, let's go.
(foreboding music)
(insects warbling)
(bird chirping)
(foreboding music continues)
Where's the tent?
Where's the fucking tent?
- No.
- Fuck.
- No.
- Must have been the thing.
- [Rachel] Honey, I'm exhausted.
- [Ryan] What are we going
to do now without our stuff?
(birds chirping)
(sticks breaking)
- Ryan, I heard the noise.
- Who was it?
- I, I, I don't know,
but we have to go.
- Come on.
- Can't stay here.
- The cable car
ain't far, come on.
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
Fuck!
(foreboding music continues)
Fuck!
- There's no signal.
- Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
We can, we can start walking
down the mountain, okay?
We find a house or a
farm, or who knows what.
And we'll ask for a phone.
All right, okay?
It's fine.
It's fine, okay, okay.
- Okay.
- Okay, let's go.
(traffic rumbling)
(horns honking)
- I don't know what happened.
We are suffering some
technical difficulties
it seems, because we
were told that the video
would be arriving shortly,
and, ah, it has not arrived.
Now, whether it's
the poor signal
they have in the ghost
town of Schultze, Italy,
or God knows what happened,
we don't know.
I see from the comments below
that there's great anticipation.
I see from the comments below.
Unfortunately, uh,
I, I am very sad.
I'm very, I'm, I
am more than sad.
I am aggressively
fucking pissed off!
That this fucking video
hasn't arrived yet.
Our viewers are there
with their cocks in hand
just waiting for
the fucking thing
to be uploaded any second now.
The anticipation is
not only killing me,
but it's making me
extremely fucking horny.
I'm gonna go and
ask my assistant
to fucking jerk me
off in the moment
because I can't take
this shit no more.
I don't know what to say.
These things are not
supposed to happen.
It's not professional of them.
But hey, maybe they got
caught in a shit storm.
Maybe, ah, they couldn't
find the proper house.
Were fucking on the street,
some neighbors saw them,
and shot them with a
fucking salt air rifle.
We don't know.
We don't know, the moment
we know, you have my word,
you have Vic Fierce's
fucking word.
I just have one
word, like my balls,
I don't break them
for fucking nobody.
You got me, one word, that,
my word, which is worth
its fucking weight
in fucking cock.
(hands slapping)
So, as we greatly anticipate
the arrival of Rachel and
Ryan's final sex challenge tape,
I have to address some
of the comments below.
Especially this one
comment from SugarCube69.
Complaining that the
show is not professional.
SugarCube69, you
fucking degenerate
cock-sucking low life,
no-sex-having piece
of fucking shit.
We see that you
contributed only 10 euros
in the past month, and
you've been masturbating
to our fucking
show for 12 months.
That's not even fucking
one Euro a month.
That's nothing.
You're fucking nothing.
Your mom is nothing.
Your father is nothing,
you're fucking disgusting.
You're a degenerate
fucking cock-in-hand,
never-saw-pussy-since-pussy-saw-you
degenerate,
fucking cock-sucking,
monkey-licking,
ball-snatching cockroach
up the ass fucking shit.
I don't even have the fucking
words to describe you.
I've been giving you the best
fucking underground content
on the web.
You cock-sucking piece of shit
I've ever fucking seen.
And this is the fucking
thanks that you show me?
Because of a technical delay,
which has nothing
to do with the show.
Are you serious?
Actually, you know what?
SugarCube69, you've
been officially blocked.
Actually probably
didn't even see
the last of my fucking sentence!
'Cause I already
blocked you midway
through the fucking sentence.
Fuck you and the
hole you came from.
So.
I'm interested in knowing
your own personal
sexual experiences.
Where's the craziest
place you ever fucked?
And with who and why?
Is there a why?
Or are we just animals?
Drugged by a deep desire,
instinct-based desire,
to just procreate?
And society made shit
complicated for us.
You can't fuck here,
you can't fuck there.
You need permission.
The fuck outta here.
So that's all for tonight's
masturbation session
on the world-famous
Sex Games Challenge.
My name, as you well know,
the host with the
most, the Vic Fears.
And everyone out there,
suck my fucking dick.
(birds chirping)
- Honey.
- Uh?
- [Rachel] I'm exhausted.
- Come on, we just
have to find a phone.
Remember the challenge,
- Screw the challenge!
I just want to go home.
And take a shower.
And, and, and sleep
in a comfy bed
in a four-star hotel room.
(birds chirping continues)
- And how are we supposed
to pay for the stars,
and the room, and the bed
without the money
of the challenge?
- Just find a way to take
back my butt to town.
And I'll find a way
to earn some money.
In a way or another.
(birds chirping continues)
- There, you see?
A house already.
Nothing to worry about.
(foreboding music)
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(foreboding music continues)
- Wait, what if the
creature sleeps here?
- We have to
get in, find a phone, get out.
Okay?
(birds chirping continues)
(foreboding music continues)
(metal squeaking)
(metal squeaking)
Let's be quiet.
There might be someone here.
- What kind of a place is this?
(Rachel groaning)
(foreboding music continues)
The smell is atrocious.
(draw rattling)
(foreboding music continues)
(menacing music)
- [Ryan] Found something?
- [Rachel] Just dust.
(wood creaking)
(knob rattling)
It's locked.
- [Ryan] Let me try.
(knob rattling)
(door opening)
(Ryan grunting)
- [Rachel] Oh god.
- What the fuck happened here?
(foreboding music)
(door shutting)
(Rachel yelping)
- Let's, I don't wanna be here.
Please, let's go.
- You're right.
Let's get out of here.
first we need to find a phone.
- Fuck the fucking phone.
(something banging)
- Fuck, he's back.
(footstep reverberating)
(foreboding music continues)
- [Rachel] What do we do?
What do we do now?
(knob rattling)
- Fuck.
Over here.
(foreboding music)
(door shutting)
(something banging)
(bucket scraping)
(foreboding music continues)
(metal rattling)
(Rachel whimpering)
(bottles rattling)
(foreboding music continues)
(ominous music)
(Rachel yelping)
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
(creature growling)
(Rachel screaming)
Rachel.
Rachel.
(wood banging)
(wood banging)
(Ryan grunting)
Rachel, are you okay?
I don't (indistinct) again.
I can't free myself either.
The rope is too tight.
(footsteps approaching)
(wood creaking)
(footsteps reverberating)
(menacing music)
(metal scraping)
(menacing music continues)
(menacing music continues)
(door creaking open)
(door shutting)
Rachel, are you okay?
- Hurry, let's get free
and run away from here.
Now.
- There are drawers
under the table.
Try and look, if you can find
a knife or, or something.
(tense music)
(wood sliding)
(metal reverberating)
Good.
Rachel.
Please cut loose.
(Ryan grunting)
The door.
Yes.
(metal rattling)
Of course.
(metal jangling)
- Found this.
- [Ryan] Let's go.
(door rattling)
(wood banging)
(ominous music)
(Ryan grunting)
(ominous aggressive music)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
(foreboding tense music)
(ominous aggressive music)
(ominous aggressive
music continues)
- No, I can't leave you behind!
(tense music)
- If you, if you want to
leave, you, you have to go.
That thing's an hunter.
And I'm loosing too much blood.
He'll track us down.
I'm, I'm wounded prey.
- No.
No no no.
- Hey hey, stay, stay here.
Okay, okay, I have an idea.
Okay, okay.
- [Ryan] What is it?
- Trust me.
Okay?
(Ryan panting)
(birds chirping)
(Ryan grunting)
(foreboding music)
- Hey.
Hey, you asshole.
I'm here.
(Ryan coughing)
(Ryan laughing)
(sinister music)
(Ryan gasping)
- Hey!
You!
Say hello to my little friend.
(Rachel grunting)
(rock smacking)
(unsettling music)
(Rachel panting)
Ryan!
Hey, hey.
Please, hey, we did it.
Please, please.
Ryan.
(somber ethereal music)
Ryan.
Don't leave me please.
Please don't leave me.
Please, look at me.
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(Rachel screaming)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(water flowing)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(somber ethereal
music continues)
(insects warbling)
(sinister music)
(crickets warbling)
(foreboding music)
(grass crunching)
(foreboding music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(Rachel whimpering)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(man snarling)
(minimal mischievous music)
- Welcome back to
the motherfucking
Sex Games Challenge.
I'm your host with the most,
Vic motherfucking Fears.
And unfortunately, as
Shakespeares once said,
shit does happen.
And when it happens, uh, you
gotta make the most with it.
And on with the next one.
Show must go on.
So Ryan and Rachel,
last we heard from them,
they were headed to the
cannibalistic ghost town
of Schultze, Italy
for their, uh,
second grand prize of 6,000.
But something must
have happened.
The video never came through.
We hope they came,
because if you don't cum,
what's the point of
fucking life, right?
You sexual sickos (chuckles).
Point being the show must go on.
So we're looking
for new participants
here on the very
famous casting couch,
if you know what I mean.
For the Sex Games Challenge.
Some of the new
challenges include
Golden Shower During Golden
Hour, for our film enthusiasts.
You know, the golden
hour is either
at sunset or dawn, where
the light is just perfect
to get peed on.
Having said this,
oh, we have the, uh,
the fan favorite request.
We must have a lot of
Fight Club enthusiasts
amongst our fellow masturbators.
The masturbating in the,
in the mashed potatoes,
the mashed potato
masturbation session
in a three-star restaurant.
Or more, you fucking whore.
Because the point
is, it's too easy
to masturbate in the local diner
where they probably know you.
At midnight.
You wanna go in the jam-packed,
in the center of town,
restaurant, good Yelp reviews,
and find a way of getting to
the kitchen, and masturbate.
That's not as easy
as it may sound.
I know because I tried it a
few times in my earlier days.
So.
Do you have what it takes?
Do you have what it
takes to be a winner
with your wiener?
Here on the Sex Games Challenge?
'Cause if you do,
send us your cock pics,
your pussy fucking pics,
at the email address below,
and get ready to
blow for the show.
(mischievous music)
(mischievous music continues)
(mischievous music continues)
(mischievous music continues)
- [Woman] Oh yeah.
- [Man] Oh god, yes.
(man moaning)
(audio distorting)
(discordant music)
(unsettling music)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)
(unsettling music continues)