移動迷宮

Newt: Hell of a first day, Greenie. Here. Put some hair on your chest. Thomas: Oh my God! What is that? Newt: I don't even know. It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret. Thomas: Yeah, well he's still an asshole. Newt: He saved your life today. Trust me, the maze is a dangerous place. Thomas: We're trapped here, aren't we? Newt: For the moment, but... you see those guys, there, by the fire? Those are the Runners. And that guy in the middle there, that's Minho. He's the Keeper of the Runners. Now, every morning, when those doors open, they run the maze, mapping it, memorizing it, trying to find a way out. Thomas: How long have they been looking? Newt: Three years. Thomas: And they haven't found anything? Newt: Its a lot easier said than done. Listen. Hear that? It's the maze, changing. It changes every night. Thomas: How is that even possible? Newt: You can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards. Listen the truth is... the Runners are the only ones who really know what's out there. They are the strongest and the fastest of us all. And it's a good thing, too... because if they don't make it back before those doors close... then they are stuck out there for the night, and no one has ever survived a night in the maze. Thomas: What happens to them? Newt: Well, we call 'em Grievers. Of course, no one's ever seen one and lived to tell about it, but they're out there.