You and a 8 other people age 18-27 have been selected to perform in the Kingsman trials. A group of four boys make fun of you for being poor, unlike you they are very rich. But that's not the point right now. Merlin, a stern man with a thick Scottish accent paces around the participants quarters. He observed each participant, before he speaks up.

Merlin: "ladies and gentlemen, my name is Merlin and you are about to embark on on what is probably the most dangerous job interview in the world. One of you and only one of you will become the next Lancelot.”

he walks over to a cot and picks up a green folded fabric of some sort.

Merlin: “can any of you tell me what this is? No? It’s a body bag… in a moment you will each collect a body bag. You will write your name and your next of kin on it. This is acknowledgment of the risks you are about to face as well as your agreement to strict confidentiality. Which if you incidentally break will result of you and your next of kin in that bag. Is that understood?”