Poker Night 2

Poker Night 2 is a poker video game developed by Telltale Games. It is the sequel to the multi-franchise crossover game Poker Night at the Inventory and features characters from different franchises (Sam & Max, The Venture Bros., The Evil Dead, Borderlands, Portal, Tales of Monkey Island, The Walking Dead, and Gravity Bone). Intro Opening lines: Poker Night 2 Intro https://youtube.com/watch?v=OvuGcCxubOU en 2022-01-31 [The player is in what looks to be a limousine. General Skun-ka'pe is reading a newspaper.] Skun-Ka'pe: Good luck, hu-man. [The player is then escorted out of the car, and walks towards the Inventory. It is situated in an alleyway, there is a small spatter of blood and a few bullet holes on the door. The door is then opened with a large scraping noise, and the player enters. They head down the stairs, and then take 2 turns to find a long corridor, where talking is heard. The player walks by a few doors, and is stopped by a man getting thrown out of the door and onto the wall, falling to the floor. Following out the door steps Brock Samson] Brock: Good game. Let's do it again some time. [Brock then lights a cigarette, while his introduction card shows. After breathing in his cigarette for a moment, he looks to the player.] Brock: Oh hey, it's you. Alright.. C'mon, I'll lead you in. [He turns to lead the player, who follows behind him.] Brock: The name's Samson. Brock Samson. Friggin' place is like a maze. [Brock appears to open a door, but instead pushes the wall, which opens up. Reginald Van Winslow is seen, next to an elevator which appears to be out of order.] Reginald: Ah, Mr. Samson! I'd lost track of you for a moment. And you've brought the Player! Splendid! [Reginald leads Brock and the Player down to the poker tables, conversing as they walk.] Reginald: On behalf of everyone at the Inventory, I cannot begin to express our unbridled elation to see you return for another night of high-stakes poker! Brock: Yeah, uh, speaking of high-stakes, things may have gotten.. stabby... over in the mumbly-peg room. Reginald: Mr. Samson, I once again remind you that the Inventory is NOT your personal abbatoir! Brock: Yeah yeah. Send the cleaning bill to Venture Industries. Reginald: That's what you said last time... [They arrive at the poker tables, Moxxi at the bar, and Reginald takes a drink of what appears to be whiskey.] Reginald: Ahhh! As always, I am Commodore Reginald Van Winslow (retired), and I will be your host for tonight's perilous voyage on the Seas of Chance! [Music is heard, and the Player turns around to see Sam in a chair at the table, playing his banjo. His introduction card is shown.] Sam: Hey, Reggie, these new chairs are great! It's like my keister is being held aloft by the wings of tiny velvet angels! [Max slides down from the stairs, and hops onto a chair.] Max: Let me try, Sam! [Max begins jumping on the Player's chair, as Reginald returns into frame.] Reginald: I'm afraid there's no room at the table for your plus-one, Sam. Sam: That's okay, Max'll make his own fun. [Max aims his pistol in the air.] Max: Come out with your arms akimbo, Mendoza! [He shoots once, and Brock joins the table as well. Max puts his gun away.] Brock: So, when do we get this clambake on the road? Reginald: In a few minutes. We're still waiting for- [Reginald is interrupted by Steve, who is onstage with Claptrap.] Steve: Heyo! Claptrap: Hellooooo future losers! [Claptrap jumps off the stage and begins to make his way towards the table.] Reginald: Our remaining contestants. Claptrap: But seriously, whose HDMI port do I have to kiss to get a drink around here? [As Claptrap nears the bar, his introduction card is shown.] Claptrap: Ooh, I realllllly love what you've done with the place. Very "Boardwalk Empire meets Silence of the Lambs." Reginald: As I was saying, your seat of honor has been re-stuffed to accommodate your... generous undercarriage. Claptrap: Can we get going? Steve and I have a tee time at Spyglass. Reginald: I suppose we should. I'd hoped our final contestant would be here by now, but it appears that we'll be one short tonight. [A loud bang is then heard, and all of the contestants look to the source. A few more bangs are heard, before the window is broken, and someone is thrown through. They stand up to reveal themselves as Ash Williams. He then goes to take a seat, much to the bewilderment of those around him.] Ash: Deal me in. [He either does not notice the silence or does not care. He attempts to pick up a martini glass, to which it breaks in his hand. His introduction card is shown. He brushes the broken glass off of the table. Everyone is silent, until Reginald speaks] Reginald: Tonight's tournaments have a twenty thousand dollar buy-in. [All of the contestants hand over their cash] Reginald: Everything seems to be in order. The chips are stacked, the deck is shuffled... let the tournament begin! Gentlemen, I leave you to the tender mercies of GLaDOS. [GLaDOS drops down.] GLaDOS: Good evening... Sam: Great fountains of Wayne! Ash: What the hell!? Brock: What in the...? Claptrap: Hubba hubba! GLaDOS: This completes the first test of the contestants' poker faces. The bad news is, you all failed miserably. The good news is, you appear to be evenly matched. [GLaDOS ascends once again.] GLaDOS: The name of the game is Texas Hold 'Em. [The game then starts.] Dialogue Sam: Hey, I won again. I wonder what that means? Max: Means you're on a roll baby! Bet everything! Max: [holding a chainsaw in front of Ash] Looking for something? Check it out, Sam! I'm a tree surgeon! Sam: [nonchalantly, to Ash] He's not really a tree surgeon. Max: Open wide and say "AH!" Ash: You're killing me here, GLaDOS. GLaDOS: If I were actually killing you, there would be a lot more screaming. And irony. GLaDOS: (ring) Excuse me. I have to take this. Something or someone appears to be exploding back at the lab. (powers down) Sam: You know, I've met a lot of robots, but I don't think I've come across one with trans-dimensional cell phone coverage. Brock: Yeah, well, that's the least of robot girl's secrets. Claptrap: We're not talking "Crying Game" secrets, are we? Brock: Not even close. The way I hear it, when GLaDOS was plugged in, she went cuckoo bananas and wiped out the scientists that created her. Sam: You'd be amazed how many robots do that. Brock: And now she haunts the lifeless labs of Aperture Science performing inhuman experiments on anyone unlucky enough to fall in her mechanical clutches. Claptrap: That. Is. So. Hot! GLaDOS: (powers up) False alarm, everyone. The explosions turned out to be implosions; which are much easier to contain. Did I miss anything? All: (negatory remarks) GLaDOS: Management froze me out of the lighting systems after I created a strobe effect to induce seizures in a bus full of freemasons. It was an... illuminating experiment. Ash: You made that up just for the pun, didn't you? GLaDOS: Maybe. Say cheese. (flashes camera) GLaDOS: Brock Sampson has been eliminated. Brock: This is a joke, right? GLaDOS: I'm not very good at jokes, but here's one: What's yellow and black and red all over? Brock: What? GLaDOS: Brock Sampson if he doesn't leave this table. Brock: Uhh... good one. GLaDOS: Actually, my scans indicate that Mr. Williams' hand is fully functional, and its nervous tapping appears to be induced by an outside force. I'll see if I can isolate it. Brock: Don't bother, it's morse code. Ash: What? Brock: D... R... I... N... GLaDOS: K. M. O. R. E. B. Brock: A... N... A... N... G... Ash: Drink more Banang. Huh. GLaDOS: Your hand has apparently been possessed by a marketing department. GLaDOS: The robot from Pandora is out of chips. Claptrap: Darn it, I forgot to turn on my poker subroutine. Can I get a do-over? GLaDOS: Your question has activated my rarely used giggle center. (softly) Tee. Hee. Claptrap: Rats! GLaDOS: Congratulations. You've converted a nearly unbeatable hand into a victory. Claptrap: Why can't I get cards like that? GLaDOS: Because you're a moron. Claptrap: Well, I'd like a second opinion on that. Brock: It's true. You're a moron. Individual lines GLaDOS GLaDOS: It appears you have lost all your chips. Oh well. It's only money. Your money. $20,000 of it. Right down the drain. GLaDOS: Congratulations. You've won. I'm hoping you weren't expecting baked desserts, because I don't do that anymore. GLaDOS: Did you know that the term 'blinds' was coined by a blind poker in the 19th century? Of course you didn't. Because it's a lie. In any event, I'm upping the blinds to 1200 to 2400. GLaDOS: It's a mathematical certainty that 80% of you are going to lose tonight. And 100% of you will eventually die. (Beat) Math is fun, don't you think? GLaDOS: Good evening. This completes the first test of the contestants' poker faces. Bad news is you all failed miserably. The good news is you appear to be evenly matched. (Departs) GLaDOS: The player has been eliminated due to lack of funds. And intelligence. External links Category:2013 video games Category:Poker