Predators2010

[the group finds a monolith with a pile of skulls and bones at its base]

Stans:
What the hell is that?

Isabelle:
Who would do this?

Mombasa:
Whoever they are, they take trophies. In my culture the warrior with the greatest trophies commands the most respect.

Stans:
Whatever.

Nikolai:
It's a test. To see how we do under pressure.

Isabelle:
If this were a test, you'd all be military. Total strangers. Live rounds. This is something else.

Cuchillo:
Maybe it's ransom. Back in Tijuana, we kidnap you, put you in an oil drum. The ransom's not paid, we light you on fire.

Stans:
I hear these stories about these experiments they run on cons. They stick drugs in your food and they sit back and watch what happens.

Edwin:
Well, it's not drugs. If it was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling residual side effects. Loss of motor skills, blurry vision. And if it was a behavioral experiment... I mean, there... There'd be a point.

Mombasa:
What if we are dead?

Stans:
I was going to be executed in two days.

Nikolai:
And I was in combat.

Mombasa:
So was I.

Cuchillo:
This is hell.

Royce:
Last time I looked, you didn't need a parachute to get there. But it doesn't matter what happened, or why. We're here. Only question is, how do we get out?