12 Rounds: Reloaded Page #2

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OK, you just received

a message for round two.

Now, it is the address to a building

at the end of the block

where you will find a car

waiting for you.

If you reach it in time, you win.

If you don't, a lot of bad things

are gonna start happening.

Oh, oh, oh, oh! Hey, hear that, pal?

Those are sirens.

If you are still there when they arrive,

you're gonna have a lot

of questions to answer.

Round two started two minutes ago.

Tick-tock, Nick.

Jay, listen to me. Hang in there, OK?

Help's on the way.

It's gonna be OK.

It's gonna be OK!

Car, car, car, car.

Come on!

It's got to be it.

It's here. It's here.

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

Four wheels.

Two wheels. Two wheels.

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on.

That's not right.

Uh...

Don't blow up on me.

This is crazy.

Congratulations, Nick.

Cut it a little close, though.

I made it, didn't I?

Well, maybe next time you'll do better.

Now, listen very carefully.

Inside the car, you will find a clue

that will lead you to round three.

Your time begins now.

- Wait!

- Wait?

Sorry, Nick.

We've got a schedule to keep.

In fact, let me add

a little incentive for you.

Sh*t. Sh*t.

Round three.

- You're going the wrong way, Nick.

- Shut up!

It looks to me like you're headed for home.

You think you can get there before me?

I can damn try.

Hey, stop it!

You think I didn't plan for this?

Nick, you turn that car around right now,

or I'm gonna detonate the bomb

that you activated

when you started the engine!

Bullshit.

Try me!

Get out of the street, you idiot!

You get back in that f***ing car right now!

You want this bomb delivered,

you're gonna have to do it yourself.

You turn that f***ing car around,

or I swear to God,

I will blow that car up right now!

You wouldn't like that now,

would you, pal'?

You want to die today? What would happen

to your dear, sweet Sarah then?

She'd have nobody to protect her.

Listen to me.

If you complete the round in time,

I will deactivate the bomb!

And I'm just supposed to believe that?

Nick, if I wanted you dead,

don't you think I could have done it

the second you turned the key?

How do I know you won't kill her?

Because if I did that, you wouldn't have

any reason to play, now, would you?

Decide.

You have ten seconds.

Move it.

Move!

All right, I'm here. Disarm the bomb.

Disarm it, God damn it!

Wow. Nicely done, Nick.

Though I don't think you're

making too many friends today.

Who needs friends when I have you?

In one of the rooms of this hotel,

you will find something that will give

you all the answers that you need.

Of course, you have

to ask the right questions.

Which room?

Come on, Nick. That would make it too easy.

Hey, you better hurry.

Round four has already started.

Which room? Which room?

Round four. Which room?

What's up?

Welcome to the Fortune Palace.

How can I help you?

- Oh, sh*t! Did someone OD?

- No, no, no. No one OD'd.

- Thank God.

- I'm looking for a room.

You're in luck.

We have those here.

I'm not sure which room I'm looking for,

exactly. Something on the fourth oor?

F***. Come on, man.

Sorry, all ocupado.

- All of them?

- Yes.

Listen, it's real important I find out

who's in those rooms on the fourth floor.

- I'm looking for someone.

- Aren't we all.

- Try Match.com.

- Lives are at stake here.

- Call the police.

- I can't do that.

I can't help you.

Have a nice night.

Listen, man, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Keep pressure on it,

it'll stop bleeding in a few minutes.

Work in a grid!

What's the urgency?

You know I'm swamped

with the governor's case.

Well, I thought it was fairly important.

Uh... Paramedic's name is Jay Thompson.

Still unconscious.

Second-degree burns

and a pretty bad concussion from the blast.

Seriously?

You called me here for this?

You could've handled this on your own.

Well, I thought the same thing,

until they mentioned

the guy's body they found inside.

Initial sweep also picked up traces of C-4.

All right. Well, you got my attention.

- Paramedic's partner is missing.

- Missing, huh?

Yeah, the name is Nick Malloy.

Homeland Security's gonna be

all over this once word of the C-4 hits.

Well, then slow it down.

Get the geek squad down here.

I want to know what that saw.

Nobody saw that?

McKenzie.

Have you tracked down Governor Devlin?

Round four.

Four-six, four-three.

Forty-four.

Hey, dude, what the hell?

Can't you read the sign?

Who is he?

The guy on the phone!

What does he want?

- Easy, easy, man. All right?

- Who is he?

Uh, I have no idea

what you're talking about, man.

He said the answers would be here.

They got to be here.

- Tommy, get up.

- Shut up.

- Get him out of here.

- They got to be here. Where are they?

- Now I'm making you leave, OK, man?

- Is that right?

Yeah, that's right.

That hurt.

- Where is it? Where is it?!

- Get off him! Let go of him!

- What? Piece of sh*t.

- Get off of him!

Get off of him!

- Come here.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Tommy!

- Stay put!

- Hey, I'm right here!

- Are you part of this?

- Part of what?

- Are you part of this?!

- Yeah, I'm part of this.

The getaway van's parked out back.

Where is it?

Where...?

Answer it!

Answer the phone!

- Now, where is it?

- Hello?

- Where is it?

- Where is what?

If my wife is hurt, so help me God,

I will f*** you up hard. Do you hear me?

Hey!

It's for you.

My God, Tommy!

Hey, congratulations, Nick, you found

the room, but you're making a mess.

I hope you don't expect

me to pay for this.

But did you find the answers?

- There's nothing here.

- Of course there is, Nick.

Now, listen to me, when you find it,

bring it with you.

Now... the clue to round five

will be waiting for you

in the hotel parking lot

in the car parked

right next to Tommy boy's.

Tick, tick, tick.

Round five's about to start.

Damn it. What am I supposed

to be looking for?

What am I bringing to the parking lot?

Hey, you know, Nick, isn't it funny

how sometimes we can't see

the very thing that will help us,

even though it's staring us

right in the face?

Your tattoo.

Nice tattoo.

What's your name?

OK, OK, OK, it's Thomas.

- Tommy Weaver.

- Come on.

Come here. Let's go.

I'm not going anywhere with you, man!

You're coming with me whether

you want to or not. Now, get dressed!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa...

- Give me that!

Now, come here.

- Hey, easy. Easy, man!

- Move!

Hey, baby, do me a favor?

Call the cops.

- Let's go. Come on.

- I had a really good time.

- Hey, easy on me.

- Go!

Really? You want to do this again, huh?

No. I don't. But he does.

Come on!

Call the cops!

There's a silver sports car

in the parking lot with a bomb in it!

OK.

Come on! Come on!

Move!

OK, where's your car?

- My car?

- Yeah.

- My keys are back in the room, genius!

- I don't care where your keys are!

- Show me where your car is!

- This beautiful piece of...

Hi, little baby. How you doing?

Over here. Come on.

- That's my car, man.

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