Hey. That's our sister. Is she a good kisser? Hey. Outside. Pay your check first. I'll pay later. You won't be able to. You think? All the time. You should try it. It's a great joke,
but I'm going to beat your ass. Do you want to do that here or outside? Outside. Stay here, Sandy. I don't mind the sight of blood. When it means
you're not pregnant, anyway. You still think you're funny now, creep? Shut your mouth, Sandy!
No one is talking to you. It's your last chance to walk away. Are you kidding? It's five against one. It's three against one. How do you figure? Well, once I take out the leader,
which is you, I'll have to contend
with one or two enthusiastic wingmen. The last two guys, they always run. You've done this before? Yeah. It's getting late. Remember, you wanted this. It's okay. You're okay. Get up. Okay. Now we know who's who. Let's get this done. Really? Shit! On the ground! That's a pretty impressive
response time, fellas. Do it! Hands behind your back. Who hired you? Let's go. Jesus Christ. (THUGS GROANING) Lee's Diner. I got four down.
I need two EMS vehicles. What the hell happened here?
Somebody run them over? No, man, it was a fight. One guy took them all out
in like seconds. MAN: He's still in there. That's him. (DOOR DINGS) DEPUTY: Turn around, mister.
Let me see your hands. Slowly. Military ID. Expired. Thirty-eight bucks. And a toothbrush. But no home address. In other words, homeless. Aggravated assault
is a second-degree felony in this state, Mister... Reacher. First name Jack.
No middle name. You're looking at 10 to 20 years once those boys you beat
out there are fit to testify. Process him. Get him to County. Two things are gonna happen
in the next 90 seconds. Excuse me? First, that phone over there
iS gonna ring. And second... You're gonna be wearing these cuffs
on your way to prison. (LAUGHING) Well, that is one magnificent
prophecy, Mr. Reacher. (TELEPHONE RINGING) That'll be a Major Turner of the 110th C.1.D. Military Police
in Alexandria, Virginia. You and those boys out there
made a mistake operating on land
owned by the U.S. Army. What are you talking about? Kidnapping illegals. Selling them. MPs are on their way now. If it were up to me, I'd just kill you. (TELEPHONE CONTINUES RINGING) It's just gonna keep on ringing. Sheriff Raymond Wood. (SIRENS BLARING) Who the hell are you? The guy you didn't count on. Reacher, is it you? Helen, are you hurt? Well, she's gonna be
if you're not here in one hour. Do I have to tell you how this works? You'll bounce me around
to make sure I'm not followed, then walk me into
an ambush and kill me. Aw, you ruined my surprise. Well, I can do one better. I went down to the gun range
at Hinge Creek. I got the picture, prints,
and I'm going to the Feds. The lawyer's all yours. Get the Zec. On second thought, I'd like to kill you. Let's say winner take all. Listen to me, you prick. I will kill this bitch
if you're not here in one... Shit! You think I'm a hero? I am not a hero.
I'm a drifter with nothing to lose. You killed that girl to put me in a frame. I mean to beat you to death
and drink your blood from a boot. Now, this is how it's going to work.
You're gonna give me the address and I'll be along
when I am damn good and ready. If she doesn't answer the phone
when I call this number, if I even think you've hurt her, I disappear. And if you're smart, that scares you,
because I'm in your blind spot and I have nothing better to do. You got a pen? Don't need one. If I had a dollar for every time
the Army called the Corps for help. - You have something for me?
- Yeah. Here. You're kidding, right? Just because I saw you
shoot ten years ago doesn't mean I'll let you
kill some asshole with my gun. I told you how serious this was. And I showed up, didn't 1? So let's get to it. Thank you. How long are we supposed to do this?
I'm getting hungry. Just be patient. BUZZCUT: What do you think
he's eating? PASSENGER: Shut up. - BUZZCUT: New gun?
- Yep. Oh, it's nice.
It makes your hands look big. - Yeah, you like big hands?
- (CHUCKLEYS) Put one of these in your face
in a minute, you carry on. Hey. Hey, hey! Where'd he go? I don't know. Maybe went to the pisser. You're supposed to be watching him. What do you think I got,
eyes in the back of me head? - How's it going?
- (GRUNTS) - (CHOKES)
- Don't. Show me. Throw it in back. I don't like being followed. It's the haircut. All you contractors
go to the same barber? Check it. (MAN GROANS) Oh, he's not feeling well. You might want to use this one. I'm gonna break your arms,
I'm gonna break your legs. I'm gonna break your neck. What you hear is excitement. MAN: Hey, you! Get out of there! Come on. Right now. Out. Nice try, Jack. I've found a way to hurt you
like you've never hurt before. - (BONE BREAKS)
(GROANS) Come on. (SCREAMING) - (NECK BREAKS)
(GASPS) Look at me. You look at me. I know you're in there, Emerson. It was staring me right in the face. The one piece that just didn't fit. The quarter. Nobody would have thought
to dump that meter. Not even me. You were wrong about my father. I wouldn't make a big thing of it. Who is he? That's John Doe Number Two. The man on the grassy knoll.
The thing under the bed. They call him the Zec. Zec? Prisoner. What's your real name? I was born in October. When I get to my birthday,
I'm gonna pull the trigger. One. Two. Chelovek. Zec Chelovek. Chelovek? Chelovek? Human. Prisoner Human Being. - That's your real name?
- That is all I remember. Call the police. Were you really going to shoot him? I knew I wouldn't have to. One look at this guy and you know
he'll do anything to survive. One look at me
and you know I'm not bluffing. Yes, I have an emergency at... Yes, I'll hold. We're in no hurry. With a name like yours,
you're gonna feel right at home. Prison? In America? A retirement home.
If I go to prison at all. You think you're gonna walk? You are a homeless drifter
wanted for murder. Meanwhile, I am an old man
in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thanks to you,
who is left to say otherwise? Who? Yes, hello? Yes, there's...
I have an emergency. We'll see which one of us
goes to prison. There are maybe
three, four people dead. - Okay.
- My bet? Neither one. What did you do? And you're definitely
gonna have to kill me. Give me the phone. Wait. Toss it over. (GRUNTS) - (GROANING)
- Fellas? (GRUNTING) I told you people,
I don't like being followed. - (DOOR CLICKS)
(GUNSHOT) You're good, Jack! Killing you
isn't gonna be enough, though. So I'm gonna take back
my promise about not hurting the little girl. It's never gonna happen. Sure itis. One day, she'll be walking home from school or she'll be out on a date or hanging out with her friends. And you won't be there to protect her. (SIRENS BLARING IN THE DISTANCE)
