By the look of these cuffs his first thought was electric fence. "Somehow I'm doubting we can just walk out the probably locked door with these one." Frowns trying to figure out why they would give them weapons. "Maybe this is like some fucked up place were people are forced to battle to the death," he knew this movie...but somehow he couldn't remember how the people got out of that shit. He slowly got to his feet and walked over to examine the pick axes. Maybe he could use it to try to get these damn cuffs off...it was worth a shot.
"My big problem is there are only four of us here, so where are the other three?" As he was examining the pick axes, the weird palm pilot-y thing Sam gave him yesterday started to go off in his pocket..which was random cause he hadn't gone to sleep with it, but then again on the scale of weird about this place that was like a 2.
Reading his little node thing he couldn't help himself, he burst out laughing. "Anybody else get the message-o-crazy? Apparently we're suppose to spend the day breaking rocks or else." Ok, he wasn't a convict on a chain gang and Paul Newman was nowhere to be found so yeah...he wasn't gonna do that.