Pardon me.
Excuse me. Step aside.
Lee's Diner. About 4 downs. I need two ambulances.
What the hell happened here? Somebody ran them over?
No man, it was a fight.
One guy took them all out in like seconds.
He's still in there.
That's him.
Turn around mister. Let me see your hands.
Slowly.
Military ID.
Expired.
38 bucks.
And a toothbrush.
But no home address.
In another word, homeless.
Aggravated assault is a second degree felony in this state, mister...
...Reacher. First name Jack. No middle name.
You'll get locked in ten to twenty years once those boys you beat up there 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 this cuffs, on your way to prison.
That is one magnificent prophecy, Mr. Reacher.
That'll be a Major Turner...
...of the 110th C.I.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.
MP's are on their way now.
If it up to me,I'd just kill you.
She's gonna keep on ringing.
Sheriff Raymond Wood.
Who the hell are you?
The guy you didn't count on.
Thank you.
United States Army. 110, Sergeant Leach.
Major Turner, please.
One moment, please.
This is Turner.
Major S.Turner?
This is she. Who am I speaking to?
It's Jack Reacher.
No kidding? Well, it's nice to finally speak.
Thanks for tipping us off to that sheriff.
Anyway...
I wanted to thank you for helping me out of a tight spot.
Oh, isn't that what army folks do for each other, major?
Ex-major.
Once a major, always a major.
Where are you calling from?
Outside independence, I think.
You're not sure?
Does it really matter? I moved around a lot.
-So I've heard. -What else do you heard?
Oh come on. You're a legend around here.
Some folks still wonder why you left.
Let's just say I woke up one morning in a uniform that didn't fit.
United States Army.110, Sergeant Leach.
Jack Reacher for Major Turner.
Hold on, major.
Reacher.
How's my office?
I'm sitting here now.
There is this big dent on the desk.
Some people say you made it with someone's head.
Is that true?
Not my finest work.
You're not in trouble again, aren't you?
I heard you have a way of finding it.
Or looking for it.
Yeah, I was thinking, maybe I owe you dinner for what you did.
Oh, dinner. Well it took you a while to come back to conclusion.
When you're coming to D.C?
I'll get there eventually.
Well, then I won't hold my breath.
You're not saying anything.
I'm deciding whether I'd like you in person.
-Which way you leaning? -On the fence.
Not sure if you could handle me.
I'm not worried.
Worry. Just a little.
Take care of yourself, Reacher.
Jack Reacher for Major Turner.
Major Reacher. Sergeant Leach. We spoke on the phone.
Welcome back.
Just Reacher.
I'm a civillian now.
Yes sir. I'll take you up.
I'm sorry, I was...
...looking--come in major.
Sam Morgan. Please come in.
Come in.
Have a seat.
Heard a lot about you.
Just stopping by to see Major Turner.
Oh? Well that's a problem.
Major Turner has been relieved for commit.
I spoke with her a few days ago.
She's been arrested.
Court martial's pending.
On what charge?
Espionage.
I'm resuming her duties until replace's been assigned.
Something I can help you with?
No. It's a personal visit.
You know each other from back when you were C/O here?
Nope. Never met.
Sorry to give you the bad news, major.
Ex-major.
Sir, I wanted to warn you.
-But? -Ordered not to. Colonel Morgan directly.
Maybe you should warn me now.
Speak freely, sergeant.
Major Turner is an excellent officer, sir.
Has she been assigned to attorney yet?
Ordered not to give up any information about that, sir.
Understood.
Always follow orders, sergeant.
Just curious, who's your DI in bootcamp?
Sergeant Green, sir.
Let's say if Sergeant Green were having legal troubles...
...would you be able to recommend an attorney? For him?
Oh. Yes, definitely.
I would recommend Colonel Moorcroft over at Fort Dyer...
...where the high security prisoners are confined, sir.
Colonel?
You're the assigned council for Major Susan Turner?
I'm Jack Reacher. Former Commander of the 110th.
I was wondering when you were gonna show up.
Major Turner requested under no circumstances...
...that you'd be granted visitation.
-Oh, I wish she said that. -Ever she read your file?
"Anti-authority, anti-social"
Anti-lawyer.
Deadbeat dad?
Excuse me?
It says here you never paid child support.
I'm not a father.
A woman named Candace Dutton begs to differ.
She contacted the army, seeking compensation.
For her daughter, Samantha Dutton. She's 15 now.
-It's a mistake. -They usually are.
The mother's got two prior's. Prostitution, posession.
The kid's been in a foster care for a whole life.
-Any feelings about that? -About foster care? Life sucks.
I meant the kid.
I don't have a kid. I never heard of Candace Dutton.
I'm here about Major Turner.
What evidence do they have?
A hard drive, contained a classified information found in Major Turner residence.
They inferred that she's selling secrets.
And that's it?
What do you want? A picture of her wearing a burka having drinks with the taliban?
What did she tell you?
Can't talk to her until tomorrow.
Public safety exception.
And you accepted that?
Where'd you get your law degree?
It's possible you were once a good lawyer, colonel.
But what I see...
...is a tired old man who'd do anything not to endanger his pension.
Let me know when you remembered what that uniform stands for.
Thank you.
How long are we supposed to do this? I'm getting hungry.
Just be patient.
-What'd you think he's eating? -Shut up.
-New gun? -Yep.
Nice. It makes your hands looks big.
What, you like big hands?
I'll put one of this in your face in any minute--
-Hey, hey. Where did he go? - I don't know, maybe he went to piss.
You supposed to be watching him.
What do you think, I have an eyes at the back of my head?
How's it going?
Don't.
Show me.
Throw it at the back.
I don't like being followed.
On the sidewalk before.
And in the market.
You little thief.
-You're a cop? -I look like a cop?
Narc, maybe.
You know I'm a Narcs.
It's the haircut.
Thanks. I did it myself.
So, you looking for something weird.
See ya.
Are you Candice Dutton's daughter?
-What'd she do this time? -Nothing.
I'm an old friend.
Yeah?
Well, she don't have to do that kind of thing anymore.
It's not that I meant.
If you're looking for my mom, I don't live with her.
Who do you live with?
You were right, major.
I am tired.
But I'm not stupid.
Sergeants Mirkovich and Cibelli.
Two weeks ago, Major Turner dispatches them to Afghanistan on investigation.
They filed reports daily.
Two days ago they're both found dead in the back of their base.
Shot at close range.
The next day, Major Turner becomes a prisoner.
What do you know about Parasource?
Parasource?
It's a big military contract. Why?
I don't know how their all involved in all this.
But they've been following me since I got here.
Whoever kill Mirkovich and Cibelli, wanted Major Turner isolated.
I think they're gonna kill her too.
What are you talking about? We have no idea if any of this things are connected.
We need to get her out.
She does not want you involved.
Do it. Now. I'll call you tonight.
People questioned the value of enhanced interrogation techniques.
Enhanced interrogation techniques don't work.
But torture, on the other hand, works very well.
Attorney client privilege.
Goes back to the early days.
It means, that Major Turner told you in confidence.
A great deal about what you learned from investigation in Afghanistan.
How much did you tell Jack Reacher?
We didn't talk about it.
Of course you did.
We talk only 10 minutes.
10 minutes is a very long time.
As you're about to learn.
Jack Reacher?
Colonel Morgan was wondering if you have a few minutes.
You don't remember me, do you?
Anthony Espin?
No. You were still C/O when I got here.
Held back my promotion for 6 months.
Why'd I do that?
Because you were a hard-ass on jumping to conclusion.
I'm sure I'd jump to conclusions.
Have a seat.
You're under no obligation to say anything, major.
Ex-major.
Upon leaving yesterday, did you attempt to contact Major Turner?
Did you confront her attorney, Colonel Moorcroft at Fort Dyer at 1100?
You told me not to say anything.
I said you didn't have to say anything.
Yes.
Yes, you confronted him?
Yes, I understand I don't have to say anything.
For the record, you did confront Colonel Moorcroft yesterday.
Can you state your where abouts last night between 0130 and 0500?
Yes.
Yes what?
Yes, I understand I don't have to say anything.
Note for the record, the major has an injury to his hand not present during yesterday's meeting.
We're done here.
At approximately 0230 this morning,
Colonol Archibald Moorcroft was beaten to death.
You're my attorney.
Lieutenant Sullivan. How'd you do?
You are here by charge with a murder of the general.
-Where was he killed? -In his apartment.
-Off base? -Yes.
This is a civillian matter.
As a private citizen, the army has no jurisdiction. Turn me over to the DC police.
You familiar with article 10.75 of military code?
An officer with your security clearance remains subject to recall in event of emergency.
You agreed to it when you signed to discharged.
Welcome back to the army, major.
You're under arrest.
Open BA211.
Stand here. Don't move.
Espin, prisoner transfer.
I'll file for disclosure. To deliver whatever evidence they have on you.
There will be no evidence.
-What are you talking about? -They killed your investigators, they killed the lawyer.
Evidence suggests you killed Major Turner's lawyer.
They're gonna kill her, and they're gonna kill me. For all I know you're part of it.
Hey, listen dickhead. You're the one accused of murder.
You wanna show me what shredded evidence? Otherwise go to hell.
Apologise. I got little blood sugar.
-Excuse me? -I didn't eat this morning. Felt lightheaded.
Could you get me something from the officer's mess? Sandwich maybe?
Open the door please.
We're done here.
Move.
Open BA201.
Maam, these men are here to transfer you.
Who are they?
I asked you a question. Who are they?
Are you gonna answer me?
Reacher?!
Hold!
Stand down!
These men are here to kill you.
They killed Moorcroft. Last night in his apartment, and now they're gonna kill you.
Soldier! You know who I am.
I need you to stand down.
Turner, no time.
I'm being held here without cause. It is your right to tell me--
-That soldier was under my command! -We don't have time for this.
Get his badges and his papers.
I left exclusive orders for you to stay away.
-Orders? You ordered it? -Yes.
-I knew you would do something like this. -Don't make me regret.
Espin? What did you do?
It'll be fine.
-This is insane. -Does this means dinner's off?
-Act angry. -I am angry.
-Prisoner transfer. -Lieutenant Sullivan, coming in.
Open BA211.
-Hey, wait a second! -Move!
His keys! Give me his keys!
What kind of car would my lawyer be driving?
A black sedan.
-Secure the perimeter! -Secure the service spot!
Food truck.
Clear!
They're in the food truck!
Stop that truck! Go go go!
Get them out of that truck.
Clear!
-So now I'm a fugitive from justice. -Don't forget that.
Why do I feel like you're enjoying this?
You have a very interesting way of saying thank you.
Were those men really gonna kill me?
Thank you.
Nice job.
Oh, his ass is mine.
One of our vechile has been hijacked. L67.
.All unit suspects travelling in MP Vechile L67
Primary is Jack Reacher. White, male, 40 years. Considered armed and dangerous.
Secondary, Major Susan Turner, female, wearing military outfit.
White, age 34.
-Really? -Shut up.
We need to ditch this car and get into my email.
Alright people, let's go let's go! Where the hell are they?
Specialist, called the state police?
On it sir.
Alright, is there anybody heard from the police? Anybody, anything?
A location? Something?
Is there still an internet cafe around here?
-In Pennyslvania and north street. -Take us there, please.
I should have gone to Afghanistan myself.
Mirkovich and Cibelli were my responsibility.
Have you lose anyone in your watch, Reacher?
My men weren't killed by the taliban.
They were shot in the back of the head with army weapons 9mm.
It's one of our own.
I'll find out who did it.
What were you guys doing over there? What are they looking for?
Weapons.
Thousands of weapon dicommisioned.
Whole planes gone missing.
Hey, I like your hat.
-You Nat's fan? -Yeah, from the beginning.
They arrested me the day after my investigators were killed.
The time difference, they might've filed another report.
They locked me up, so I wouldn't see it.
Sir, she's trying to access the system.
-Get me that location. -Yes sir.
Pennsylvania and north street.
It's Morgan. Ready to go to work, soldier?
We've located them. They're in internet cafe, Pennsylvania and north street.
Get it done.
Whatever Mirkovich and Cibelli found out got them killed. But, by who?
Shit. They locked me out.
I know, just give me a second, okay?
-The'll know our location. -Shit!
-They know where we are. -Shit!
There's a bus stop on the other side of the park.
We've been followed.
It's not cop.
It's a pro.
Where?
50 yards.
Black coat, brown hair.
There.
-They met us. -Maybe.
The restaurant.
-Hello. -Meeting someone in the back.
-Everybody out! -Let's go!
-Out! -Move! Go!
Get out! Go go!
I got this door.
Stay back, stay back!
No no. Stay back.
Police! Freeze!
Drop your weapon!
Sir! I said drop your weapon!
I'm military police.
He's not a cop.
-Sir, drop your weapon! -I'm military police.
Sir, I need you to drop your weapon.
-Listen, I know what this looks like. -Sir, turn around! And let me see your hand on your head!
I'm putting my weapon down. Listen to me.
I'm military police. These two are fugitive of the United States Army.
I'm turning around. I'm turning around.
Place your hand behind your head.
I have my identification in my right front pocket. Will you just check it?
Just check it.
We got our signals crossed.
He's good.
We get him next time.
You know, I admit being a little jealous when we talk.
Go where you want?
Eat when you want?
Nobody telling you what to do or how to do it.
Definitely not the army way.
Exactly.
Let's take a look at that registration.
Parasource? You think that guy in the kitchen was one of theirs?
Freelance is my guess.
Go.
Made a mess I hear.
This Reacher guy, is interesting.
You have no idea. They ran out of medals.
So don't make this a competition.
Too late.
Sure you can handle him by yourself?
I can handle him just fine.
Prove it.
-Coffee? -Cream?
No.
Right sizes.
Good eye.
I spent the rest of the cash.
It's time we stop running and start hunting.
-Morgan. -Is this a bad time?
I hope you're calling to turn yourself in.
I don't know you're rolling this shit, colonel. I'm guessing money?
I promise you I will find out.
Nobody is going to find anything.
Not even in Major Turner's email?
-Find it yet? -Nothing to find.
Should've looking hard enough.
Why don't we check my field reports?
I will tear the tendon before it breaks the bone. Takes longet to heal.
Locked. Need the code.
1209.
Mirkovich and Cibelli's fieldsreports. What else you got on here?
You think you're invulnerable.
Almost done uploading.
But there are ways to get you, Reacher.
Got it.
Thanks for your help, colonel.
Okay, Mirkovich and Cibelli did file a final report.
Warlords.
Okay here we go.
Last man they spoke to was a contractor named, Daniel Prudhomme.
It seemed elusive.
And it disappeared.
This is Leach.
This is Sergeant Green, your old DI. Remember me?
Sergeant Green. So good to hear from you.
I'm here with a friend of yours. We need you a favor.
There is military contractor, called Parasource.
Think you could ask around, find out what role they played in Bagram?
I might be able to do that.
Also, there's a Parasource employee named Prudhomme. We need his where abouts.
Prudhomme. Copy that.
And sergeant...
...carefully.
Sir yes sir.
Reacher.
Clear.
Reacher.
Let go of me!
Let go of me! Let go!
Samantha.
It's okay. It's okay.
I don't understand. You said you're not a cop.
I'm not.
What's military police?
It's different.
But, you stole his car.
It's complicated.
Where are you taking me?
We don't know yet.
-Do you have a phone? -Why?
-Give it to me. -I left it in the apartment where'd you kidnapped me.
We didn't kidnapped you.
Kidnapping is a federal offense.
Look at me, kid.
There are people out there who want to hurt you.
I feel sick.
Put your head out that window.
-It doesn't open. -When was the last time you had something to eat?
-I don't know. -We need to get her some food.
How long you've been drawing?
I don't know. Why?
Just asking.
They suck.
Whatever you say.
Beth and Herb were this two I insulted.
Who would want to kill them?
You've had a shock. Your body is pumping adrenaline
cortisol. They call it fight or flight.
It's gonna take a while to calm down.
Here.
I can't eat. I'm pumping adrenaline.
I know a place she'll be safe.
What does that mean?
-I'm not going to stupid school. -They have a dress code. This is what they wear at there.
I know the headmistress. You'll be safe there.
Headmistress? What is it, a convent?
Do you want to live?
Do you?
Yes.
Then you will go where we say, and stay until we say it's safe.
Do you understand?
You're very intense. You know that?
Yeah, I understand.
-What are you doing here? -Reacher have the girl.
You were supposed to take care of that.
You people. You take off your uniform and lose all discipline.
How did he find her?
Exactly.
How they?
-How would I know? -When he was here, earlier today.
You're watching me now? Who the hell do you think you are?
What did you give him?
What are you talking about?
About what?
Did you...
...give him?
I don't have to be interrogated by the likes of you.
He came in here with that bitch and threatened me. I gave him nothing.
What's so funny?
We hired you to clean up this mess.
You're right.
He touched this phone, didn't he?
So?
His prints should be on it.
I mean, really, If I had any other choice...
...she should only be here for a few days.
You know how we feel about you here, Susan.
Thank you.
-It's so nice to see you. -It's good to see you too.
Show me what you feel.
What do you feel about these hands?
These nurturing hands.
Welcome to Pimbroke. Olivia.
And I'm May.
Carla.
Come sit with us.
-Where did you go before this? -Different places.
Travelling is really good for college applications.
-Have you taken the preliminary test yet? -Decided up right away.
May! Oh my god, your earrings! Where'd you get them?
Thank you, actually, my dad brought back them from New York.
My parents some intense theraphy when we are in Paris for Christmas.
Paris?
Yeah, it's beautiful. I've been there three times? Have you been there?
-No, actually. -Can you imagine Christmas?
-It's incredible. The Eifel Tower. -Have you gone there?
Yeah, three times girl!
She's gonna do fine.
-What are you doing? -You said you didn't have a phone?
-How many times you've used this? -In my life?
Let's go. Get your things.
It was nothing. Just one person.
Excuse me. We have to go. Thank you.
Give me one second.
What the hell is going on?
-She was texting! -Shit.
-What's wrong with that? -They can trace us.
Come on, let's go.
Get in.
God, the place were so ridiculous.
That place changed my life.
Sorry about the phone.
Go.
Did some digging about Parasource.
Some of their boys got into trouble in Afghanistan.
They lost the government contract. Word is they were in financial trouble.
Why does he get to have a phone?
Hold on. You need to be quiet.
Sorry. Daniel Prudhomme. Keep going.
The contractor her guys talked to, he lives in New Orleans.
He dissappeared right after he was interrogated.
He hitch right back home with his wife and kids.
New Orlean is Parasource home base.
They know he's back and they were looking for him.
We go to New Orleans.
-Sir. There's something else. -Yeah?
Colonel Morgan was killed.
Your prints were found on the murder weapon.
Appreciate your help, sergeant.
We need to find Prudhomme before Parasource gets a hold of him.
There is an airport in Norfolk.
-We need credit cards. -And ID's.
American Express, Visa.
Discover.
Daddy is so happy with my extracurricular activities.
He's taking us all to New Orleans.
Unless you want me to shut up.
You little shit.
Sure about this?
No.
Want me to do it?
No.
Dent jacket.
Yeah.
Sorry, excuse me.
No problem.
Enjoy your flight.
You never flown before?
Here.
-You kidding? -No, don't puke on me.
I'm not gonna puke.
Good.
So, how long have you been in the army for?
-Ten years. -Oh wow.
-What's your rank? -Major.
So...
...if you give a guy orders he has to obey...
...like fast.
Yeah.
And if he tries messing with you, you know like all kind of moves, right?
A few.
That's a badass.
Can I learn some?
Sure.
-You're not married, right? -No.
Are you gay?
I mean, it's totally cool. I know a tons of lesbians.
No, I'm not gay.
I thought all lady soldiers are gay.
Well, some are, some weren't. Like in the real world.
So is Reacher...
...your boyfriend?
No.
-Friends with benefits? -No.
You mean no you don't want to or...
...no he doesn't want to or no, not yet you guys have a really...
Alright. I see how it is.
My dad was military.
Really?
Never met him.
He left before I was born.
Where was he stationed?
Around DC, I gues.s
What was his name?
Candy won't talk about him.
-Candy? -My mom.
Just says he was a big hero and a total asshole.
I'll be right back.
It's the haircut.
Are you contractors go to the same barber?
Check it.
He's not feeling well. You might want to use this room.
Go.
Took two of your boys down the board.
They were the B team.
What were you? J SOC? Seal team?
-Something like that. -When did you get back.
I'm not sure I ever did.
Don't you miss it?
Not a bit.
I think you do, drifter.
People like us, we can never go back to the world.
We hurt people.
And the people around us getting hurt.
Leave Turner to me.
Walk away now and I won't hurt the little girl.
Are you coming to New Orleans?
I'm thinking about it.
Pick me up.
I will.
Go go go go.
Go! Go!
Wait wait, wait.
Now you're gonna tell me, what's going on?
Or the first chance I get, I'm gonna scream or grab a policeman.
-Okay look. -We're protecting you.
-I found out that-- -Look you don't--
-Can you stop? -Yes.
Some people were stealing from the government.
Stealing what?
At this point, the less you know the better.
Buulshit! I got us the credit card okay?
We wouldn't have got on that plane without it.
They're after me too.
Why?
You need to tell her.
They think you're my daughter.
That's funny.
You're not my father.
How do you know?
Well why would you think you are?
Because your mother filed a paternity suit with the army claiming I was.
Well, we have available is a lovely two bedroom site. $350 a night. Will that do?
Yes. Can I pay cash?
So we're going to take a DNA test?
We're busy right now.
Got to tell you something.
You're gonna get angry.
This whole thing is my fault.
How is that?
I was the one who made the file of paternity thing.
Just thought maybe she could get something out of it.
Money.
Child support.
Help her get her life together.
She's doing better since she got out.
Got a job.
Maybe she could get a little house.
You're mad.
I can see it in your face.
I'm not mad.
Yes, you are. You think I'm your kid so you have to worry about protecting me.
Yeah.
So?
So, I don't want to be here. So you don't want to be here. So I should just leave.
Okay.
Where are you gonna go?
Food.
-Oh god. -Thanks.
-I'm starving. -You're welcome.
She's out.
Our dinner date.
Champagne is still chilling.
I knew you were the romantic type.
After those phone calls...
...what exactly did you think would happen?
I thought a nice dinner, maybe some wine.
And after dinner?
Back to your place, maybe?
I suppose your seedy motel?
Never underestimate the charm of a seedy motel.
I can see the appeal.
What do you say we look for a seedy motel once I find Prudhomme?
I'll go with you.
Only one of us should go.
So I'll go.
Somebody need to stay here with her.
What? Because I'm a woman...
...I should be the babysitter?
I don't know how to be the babysitter.
-You think that I do? -Yes.
You know, if I have to put up with this crap for my entire career.
What are you talking about?
-You've been relieved off command. -I am the commanding officer here.
-You are fugitive from military justice. -So are you.
So we're both criminals.
I'm going.
It's a bad idea, major.
Thank you.
Mrs. Prudhomme?
Look. I told you people I don't know where he is.
Miss Prudhomme. I'm an MP.
-He's done with all of that. -It's for his own protection.
He needs my help.
Yeah, well...
...he needs all the help he can get. That's for damn sure.
He has any friends?
Places?
Places he hangs out.
You have a photo?
Yeah.
You can burn it for all I care.
You followed me in here.
That was a mistake.
You're didn't think we're watching the wife.
That was a mistake.
Maybe.
So how you wanna do this?
How about one at a time? I get a baseball bat.
Where is Turner?
Really? If you were gonna kill me, you would've done it by now.
We're not going to kill you.
We gonna ask you to beg.
And you're gonna beg.
Left or right?
Turner's gonna call me in two minutes.
If I don't answer, If I don't pick up, If I sound distress...
...she's in the win.
You're bluffing.
Go for it.
Now you wonder how you gonna make me talk without tipping her off.
I can't torture me.
I can't kill me.
And you definitely gonna have to kill me.
Give me the phone.
Wait.
Toss it over.
Fellas?
I told you people, I don't like being followed.
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.
Never gonna happen.
Sure it is. 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.
Let's try again. This time I want you to take the gun and...
...hold it lower in your chest,
-Okay. -So grab it...
...bring it low, that's right, now step up and rotate.
-Nice. Good. -Yeah.
Oh, Reacher. Check this out.
-Ready? -Yeah.
Grab.
-Good. -Yeah?
What do you think?
Well trust me, if all you have left is that move, just assume you're dead already.
That's good. Let's try again.
We're gonna kick to the balls into it, okay?
Welcome to New Orleans. Leftenan Decoudreau.
We will help in any way we can.
-What do you have for me? -The guys on the plane were ex-military.
Beat up pretty bad.
-Do you know who they working for? -Claim to be unemployed.
Yeah right.
I want their bank records, service records, foreign travels...
...gun registration, car registration...
...how they like their eggs, the favourite flavour of ice cream, and I want it today.
Sir, yes sir.
She asleep?
I spoke to Prudhomme's wife.
Turns out he's a junkie.
She didn't know where he was.
But she gave me a photo.
Are you more upset that I treated you like a woman?
Or that I treated you like a man?
I didn't upset, I didn't deck you.
I should've be the one to go talk to her. I can handle myself. I would've done better.
Maybe.
Appreciate the apology.
Is it really so important that you make every decision?
Oh god, you're such a dick!
You know?
Okay, I...
...I'm used to working alone. I'm...
...used to being alone.
Obviously.
I'm trying to apologize.
Go on.
What do you think we should do?
-Don't patronize me, okay? -I'm asking your opinion.
-Well we could go to the V.A. -Which is a first place Parasource would look.
-How about the local MP's? -We're arrested and that's a heartbeat.
Okay what is your plan then, Reacher?
See, you don't know what to do.
You're like something beast. You got the scent in your nose and all you want is blood.
You still don't get it do you?
They killed my men, took away my job. My life!
I don't want them as bad as you. I want them more.
Could you go see if she's up?
We should get some breakfast and think about our next move.
-What do we do with the kid? -The kid has a name.
I know that.
Why are you so tough on her?
It's a hard world.
The sooner she knows, the better.
You don't think she knows that already?
Reacher, what if she's yours?
Then I should have been there 15 years ago.
Sam?
No. She's not here.
-I'll go get dressed. -And go where?
Did she say anything to you?
She said she should leave.
What's up?
-Where were you? -Out.
Are you crazy?
-I was just trying to help. -How are you gonna help, huh?
You guys said Prudhomme is a junkie
-We never told you that Prudhomme-- -I heard you guys talking.
Some dude on the street say there's a place in 9th district where homeless vets hang out.
Some old warehouse.
People talk to me. It's a thing.
Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?
I told you, I can take care of myself.
15 years old. People are looking for you.
-They are looking for us. -Okay I'm sorry, I just pick off the aplha guy.
-And what he supposed to protect you? -No, I give him shit.
Strong guys don't hurt you. The weak guys do that.
Strong guys always have little sisters.
Or they want one. I don't know why, but that's just how it is.
I'm really tired.
I can't do this.
That was really stupid.
I know.
Please don't ever do that again.
You're welcome.
Hey.
Let's go find Prudhomme.
Excuse me, sir. Can you look at this picture please?
The folks call it the 9th cirlce of hell. If he's a vet, that's where he's gonna be.
Thank you.
I have money!
For Daniel Prudhomme.
How much?
More than he needs.
Well how much?
You know Prudhomme?
That depends.
It's a simple question.
What do you want with him?
I told you. I want to give him money.
You are Daniel Prudhomme, right?
The specialist Daniel Prudhomme?
Yes, ma'am.
You work for Parasource?
They spoke to two MP's.
Sergeant Mirkovich and Cibelli.
They interviewed you in Bagram.
No, no I never heard of them.
Sergeant Mirkovich and Cibelli!
Mirkovich had a six year old daughter.
Cibelli's wife is pregnant with their first. Now you're gonna tell me...
...what happened?!
They'll kill me.
She'll kill you.
No, we protect you. But you have to tell us all of it.
Parasource was on a truck convoy at Bagram.
We just went to the security base.
All I had to do is just lying, say other weapons were all accounted for.
They gave me shitload amount of money to keep my mouth shut.
Believe it or not, shit over there gonna start another war.
Parasource selling of all the weapons instead of bringing them back to the states.
What went wrong?
They wanna renegotiate. Parasourse says no.
The next day, we drop into those poppy fields.
A whole convoy just lit up.
I was scared shitless.
Army had to send in search and rescue.
We searched and rescued two or three boys on the way.
Two of the dudes I knew, ma'am.
What happened after you gave your statement?
Nothing. I told them everything.
They were this guy. He worked for Parasource.
He told me not to worry that he'd take care of everything.
Next thing I know that...
...I hear they've been killed.
I went AO.
I just go right back to the states.
I was a dead man if I stayed.
I...
...I start shooting up over there.
I thought if I just get myself home, you know...
...I could get myself right.
But you didn't.
No.
More shit in the street of New Orleans...
...than they make in Afghanistan.
Something's wrong.
-The numbers don't add up. -Enlighten me.
Why put huge government contract at risk while selling US Army weapons on the black market?
-Parasource is smarter than that. -Yes, they are smart alright.
What about on our end? Didn't anybody checks to see the crates are empty?
Probably fool dumb guy like me.
We need to get inside one of those transports.
The planes leave for Bagram every Friday at 0600 hour.
Six Hours to Frankfurt.
Rest, refuel, 11 morning at home.
That's 10 o'clock tonight.
You gotta tell me that was worth it, sir.
Oh hey, hey, where you at?
-You know, you're one fine,fella. -No no no.
No thank you ma'am. I'm good.
-I have no money. I don't need your service. -Not today darling, not today.
-Well this is a lost now. -Go on now.
Alright.
-Do I have my wallet? -Yeah, I think you're good.
I gotta get my wallet.
-Did you do it? -Just like we negotiate.
-Well? -It's done.
Make the call.
That's you?
No sir, it's not me.
Who is this?
I have a witness who can exonerate me.
But he has to live first.
Why don't you come here? We'll talk about it.
-Will you guarantee our safety? -You not in charge anymore, major.
Either you, apparently. Operatives had been ahead of you this whole time.
Who were those guys in the plane?
Who tried to kill me in my cell?
Here's a name for you: Parasource.
Just a couple more names to think about. Baghdad, Basra.
We are not begginers, is it captain?
Do you think I want to be in this position, ma'am? I have a job to do and I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna assume that you didn't have anything to do with this.
Look on the back of the phone and come alone. And make sure you're not tailed.
Decoudreau to Espin.
This is Espin. Go.
We'd ID those boys on the plane. Paid by CIA company on Cayman Islands.
Traced the bank accounts back to a big military contract under the name of a...
...Parasource.
Yeah. How'd you know that?
Never mind. Give me everything you can on Parasource, I mean everything.
I'm enroute to pick up a witness.
We'll send backup.
No, stand ready. Two minutes out, wait for my signal.
That's not procedure, sir.
No, that's called an order.
Reacher knows the game. He smells heat, he'll blow.
I will stay two minutes out. What's the address?
Nicholls Street Wharf. Espin out.
Nicholls Street Wharf.
No witnesses.
Freeze!
Don't shoot. Don't shoot man.
Don't kill me. I'm here to help.
-You're the witness? -Yes, yeah I'm the witness.
Where the hell are you?
-You got what you need? -Not good enough.
I suggest you listen to what he has to say.
-I can help. -Okay, let's go.
I like stories. Tell me story.
Now we return to our Halloween marathon.
Is your costume's ready for tonight's parade?
-I'm gonna call this in. -I'll cover.
Officer down, Nicholls Wharf.
I'm out.
You still wanted for murder.
That's right.
I'm a stone killer. That's why I came to you.
Did Prudhomme give you a statement?
Most of it.
Cibelli and Mirkovich were your friends.
That's right.
Parasource ordered their murders.
They also just tried to kill you.
They've been providing insurgence of weapons.
Well you're gonna need more proof than the word of a dead junkie.
And you're gonna help us get it.
Here. Put the cuffs on. Take us into custody.
Get us on to Parasource in one hour.
I need you to jump to your conclusion here, soldier.
Yeah. Thanks.
Okay, here's what we got.
6 months ago, Parasource loses a government contract worth over a billion dollars.
They are bleeding cash and the banks want blodd.
But now, all of a sudden, they start paying back.
How much money can they really make in selling weapons on the black market?
An M4's worth what, five grand?
A rocket launcher's half that.
That's nothing compared to government contracts.
So where they get the money?
Guest services. How may I help you?
Hi do you have room service?
I'm sorry, I see you paid cash.
I'm afraid we can't provide any credentials without credit card.
Yeah, just wait a second.
You do understand that the Parade is coming and it may take a while.
It's fine. I'm so starving.
Visa okay?
Sir?
We got a hit on one of the stolen cards.
Hotel Dauphin. 1018 Royal Street.
It's the girl.
I warned them.
ID's?
Captain Anthony Espin, 110th military police.
I'm gonna have to call this in.
They are moving the crates. We gotta get in there.
What's your drill, major?
Drill is, we enforce the law.
Seat belts, please.
-Turner. -Major.
Put them down boys, put them down.
What is going on here?
You charged this operation?
I'm General James Harkness. I run this company.
We have a probable cause to believe a crime has been commited.
And you are?
Major Susan Turner. 110th military police.
The Major Turner is one of the MP's for espionage?
You mean this MP's?
This crates are supposed to contain weapons belong to United States Army.
In fact, you sold them to the insurgents.
And these are now empty.
Do you know who I am, major?
Yes.
General. I do.
You're the man responsbile for the death of two of my men.
Now open up those crates before I grab you by your hairplugs...
...and bitch slap that smug look off of your face.
What does the manifest say in there?
ET4 rocket launcher, sir.
Open it.
Open that one.
Open it.
Open that one.
I said open that crate!
Open it.
Lieutenant...
...do your goddamn job and place this goddamn woman under arrest.
Sorry, major. You're gonna need to come with me.
You're right.
The numbers don't add up.
Sir. Sir.
Stop that man.
-Reacher! -Stop that man!
Stop him!
Take him down, now!
Get breath, son.
Pure opium.
Now the numbers add up.
Get him out of here.
Hello.
Good evening. I'm looking for a man and...
...a woman and little blonde teenager.
I'm so sorry. I can't help you with that.
I'm looking for two adults and a blonde girl.
Look for the key.
Sam.
Reacher, it's them. He's here!
-What? -At the hotel, hurry!
Sam, listen to me.
Sam? Sam?!
Wait what? Wait, excuse me?!
Hey, what are you doing?
Where are you going? Come back here!
She's not answering.
Try again.
Car car car car!
Sam?
She's not in the hotel.
-She's on the street. -How do you know?
Because that's what I would do.
I'll go this way.
-Did you see anything? -We didn't find a trace of her.
-She's hiding somewhere.
Reacher.
Let's finish this. Just you and me.
I'm gonna have some fun with your pretty little girl.
She's not my little girl.
Is that fear I hear in your voice, Jack?
I'm gonna break your arms. I''m gonna break your legs. I'm gonna break your neck.
What you hear is excitement.
Hey you! Get out of there!
Come out! Right now!
Nice try Jack.
I found a way to hurt you like you never heard before.
Samantha!
-You have her? -Chartres Street. Lafitte Hotel.
Sam run! Run!
Shoot me and I let got!
Shoot me, shoot me Jack.
No? Shoot me!
Parasource is gone.
Harkness is in custody.
Congratulations Jack. But really, I don't give a shit.
Shut up! Shut up!
I told you this would happen.
You said this was about you and me.
Put the gun down.
Okay, okay.
Okay.
If I put down the gun, you let her go.
My life for hers.
No!
I like it.
Deal done.
It's okay Sam. Look at me.
It's okay. It's the only way.
It's okay.
I'm gonna put the gun down now.
You know what this means?
It means we're dead already.
Over here.
Kick it over here.
Look at me.
Hey.
-Is he alright? -Yeah I think so. Reacher, look here.
I'm here.
Can you walk?
Sure.
Get inside.
-Dude, you jumped off a building. -I know.
-Did it hurt? -Yes.
Did you see how height of that?
Could we possibly have this conversation some other time?
Thank you.
You know, it's funny.
You came here looking for one girl and you ended up with another.
Let me know how that goes.
I still got your number.
Goodbye, Reacher.
Major.
Good to see you back, major.
Thank you, captain.
Sorry, got stucked at traffic.
New t-shirt.
Shut up.
Thanks for coming.
So Reacher...
...are you my father or not?
I guess we'll see when your mother gets here.
Sure you recognize her?
I tend to remember the woman I sleep with.
Who says she'll remember you?
Thanks a lot.
You're not my father.
Why do you say that?
See that woman over there?
The waitress who's refilled your coffee three times?
That's her.
Either you had any idea who the other was?
-I knew it all along. -No you didn't.
I'm sharing your relief.
Not really.
You're just gonna go?
That's right.
Do you ever get lonely?
Sometimes.
You can call me when you do.
So.
Shouldn't you be...
I better go.
Got class.
Drawing.
Yeah you keep that out because...
...you really good at it.
You really good.
You're gonna be okay, kid.
Well...
...see you around Reacher.
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