Jack Conrad is awaiting the death penalty in a corrupt Central American prison. He is "purchased" by a wealthy television producer and taken to a desolate island where he must fight to the death against nine other condemned killers from all corners of the world, with freedom going to the sole survivor.

Ian Breckel: What were you doing in El Salvador?
Jack Conrad: Working on my tan.
Ian Breckel: Why did you blow the building up?
Jack Conrad: It was blocking my sun.
Ian Breckel: Well, where are you from back in the states then, huh?
Jack Conrad: Alaska
Ian Breckel: Alasks. Whereabouts?
Jack Conrad: About 80 miles north of Anchorage. Little fishing town. You probably heard of it. It's called Fuck Your Mama.
Jack Conrad: Sounds like you've had a hard life.
Ewan McStarley: Yeah.
Jack Conrad: Good thing it's over.
Donna Sereno: [TV interview] That means that kids can log on and watch murder.
Ian Breckel: Yeah sure they can, if they have a credit card.
Jack Conrad: [to Petr] If you stay down, we don't have a problem.
Jack Conrad: [after Petr gets up] Oh, we have a big fucking problem!
Ian Breckel: It's a very simple game, live or die.
Jack Conrad: You know, I don't know who you are, and I don't care. But I don't play games.
Ian Breckel: You don't have to win... but everbody plays