Tris: 1 day remaining!
Christina: Yay!
Marlene: I'm not so sure about this movie anymore...
Tris: Why not?
Marlene: I don't want to die again!
Christina: Don't worry, you'll be under the simulation.
Marlene: That did not make me feel any better.
Zeke: Hate to interrupt, but-
Uriah: The Last Day Party starts right now!
Tris: Alright, who's here?
Tobias: Marcus.
Tris: Just ignore him. Who else... Susan and Robert. Eric. Ugh!
Christina: Let's not let him ruin the party. Hi, Rose!
Rose: Christina!
Christina: Sorry I left you in Candor. I had to find Tris.
Rose: That's okay.
Tris: Attention!
Johanna: What?
Jeanine: What?
Marcus: What?
Eric: What?
Max: What?
Jack: What?
Tris: Would you leaders stop being so intimidating?
Jeanine: Nope.
Marcus: Nope.
Eric: Nope.
Max: Nope.
Jack: Nope.
Johanna: Sure.
*Silence*
Marcus: What did you say?
Johanna: I said 'Sure.' I won't be intimidating.
Tris: Okay! Then first up in Spin the Bottle.
*muttering*
Christina: I think you all know the rules. Any questions? Yes, Eric?
Eric: Most of us are straight. What happens if we land on someone the same gender as us?
Susan: How about if you land on someone the same gender, it doesn't have to be their lips?
Robert: Works for me.
Marlene: Fair enough.
Tris: Who's first?
*No volunteers*
Tris: Then we'll pick. How about...
Christina: Nope. You're running the game, so you have to go first.
Tris: But-
Lynn: Just spin it!
*Tris looks around*
Tris: Um... there's no bottle to spin.
Zeke: I knew we were forgetting something. Hey, does anyone have a bottle on them?
Max: I do. It's full, that okay?
Tobias: A bottle is a bottle. If you can spin it, bring it forward.
*Max sets bottle on ground, and it starts to roll away.*
Uriah: This is going to be a problem.
Max: No, it's fine! It won't roll anymore.
*Sets bottle down again. Doesn't roll this time.*
Christina: Strange. Ready, Tris?
Tris: I guess I have to be.
*Tris spins bottle.*
Christina: And you've landed on... Drew!
Tris: Oh, goodness, no.
Drew: Do I have a choice in this?
Christina: Nope!
Tris: Sorry, Tobias.
*Tris walks over to Drew.*
Tris: Let me get this over with quickly. Don't struggle.
*Tris kisses Drew extremely quickly. Walks back to her place in the circle, wiping her mouth.*
Tris: Don't make me do that again. Okay, Christina. You're next to me, so you're up.
Christina: Here goes nothing.
*Christina spins bottle. Tris goes silent.*
Christina: Caleb? Really? Well, I could have gotten worse...
*Christina hesitates.*
Caleb: Come on. I don't bite.
*Christina doesn't move.*
*Caleb does it for her.*
Tris: Alright! That's enough! Christina, don't make me think you're falling for my brother!
Christina: Sorry. Susan's turn!
Susan: And it's... Kee. An eight-year-old Dauntless girl. Cheek okay with you, Kee?
Kee: Sure.
*Susan kisses Kee on the cheek and returns to her place in the circle.*
Susan: Rose is next.
Christina: Susan, she's eleven!
Susan: That doesn't exclude her from the game. Kee's eight, and she's playing.
Christina: But-
*Rose spins bottle. Lands on Bobby*
Christina: I'm not watching.
Susan: Lynn, you're up.
*Lands on Marlene.*
Lynn: *grimaces*
Marlene: *shrinks back a little*
*Lynn walks over to Marlene.*
Lynn: Don't worry, Marlene. I'll respect how you feel.
*Lynn kisses Marlene's forehead. Marlene nods, and Lynn walks back to her place.*
Lynn: Marcus, you're up.
Marcus: No! I won't spin it!
Tris: Um... you kind of have to. It's the rules.
Marcus: I refuse!
*Steps on bottle. Bottle breaks.*
Christina: I guess this concludes the game. What's next?
Bobby: I have an idea!
Christina: What?
Bobby: This game is called "Revenge on the Killers."
Rose: Did you just make this up now?
Bobby: Uh huh. Basically, whoever is getting killed in Insurgent chases the person who killed them.
*Hesitation. Then Bobby charges at Eric.*
Eric: Help! I'm being attacked by a Divergent!
*Eric runs. Bobby follows.*
Marlene: I guess I'm after Jeanine.
*Marlene runs after Jeanine, who is already running at Tori.*
Tris: This is getting interesting...
Eric: Four.
*Eric outpaces Bobby and tackles Tobias.*
Tobias: I thought you were supposed to chase me. Not kill me.
Eric: This isn't even a real game. So: rules don't apply.
Tris: Get off him, Eric. GAME OVER!
*All chasing stops.*
Tris: Get off him or I'll throw you in the chasm!
Eric: How will you do that?
Tris: I'll put you under Jeanine's simulation.
Eric: And where do you plan on getting that?
Tris: *pulls out syringe.*
Eric: *Runs away.*
Tris: Is he blind? I mean, come on, it's so obvious this thing is empty!
Tobias: Thank you for saving me, Tris.
Tris: It was nothing. I didn't expect Eric to be that dumb.
Tobias: There's a reason he wasn't cut for Erudite.
Uriah: He's genetically damaged!
Cara: Uriah. Stop using words from the Bureau of Genetic Welfare.
Uriah: But it's fun to call Eric damaged.
Cara: You're Divergent. You don't understand. Most of the people here are "genetically damaged" as well.
Uriah: Oh, yeah. Sorry, everyone!
Tris: We've been at this for over an hour. We should probably wrap up.
Christina: See you all tomorrow!
Rose: Bye!
Bobby: Bye!
Tris: Good-bye, everyone! I'll see you next year for the Allegiant Movie Countdown!
Christina: Tris, that's a long time from now.
Tris: Good.