12 Rounds Page #4
do you know about this stuff, Danny?
Eighth-grade geography, brother. Let's go.
[Hank]
Okay, read 'em back to me.
No, no, no, no. Twenty-nine degrees,
Yeah. Got it.
That's my brother's firehouse.
- [Cell Phone Ringing]
- Ooh-hoo-hoo!
[Man]
All right. Who's up?
Hey, bro. We're doing an all-day Ping-Pong
tourney. Why don't you come on down?
- You at the station?
- Why are you shouting?
Get everybody out. There may be a bomb
in the house. I'll be there in two minutes.
[Man]
Movin' out now.
I need the computers patched.
I need a full phone bank.
Yeah, they're clear upstairs.
- Everybody out?
- Yeah.
Danny, you really think this guy
put a bomb in the firehouse?
This guy blew up my house. He took Molly.
I have no idea what he's gonna do next.
Fifteen seconds.
He said he was gonna call a
particular cell phone here.
Everybody, cell phones out.
Five, four, three, two, one.
[Cell Phone Ringing, Faint]
You hear that?
It's right there. It's right there.
[Rings]
- [Rings]
- [Woman] Can I help you?
Hey, Jansen.
Give me a second.
- Hello?
- [Miles] Look at that, Danny. Right on time.
You've just earned yourself
extra minutes on the next task.
- [Fire Call Signal Rings, Blares]
- Go. I'm on three.
And speak of the devil,
there's the bell for Round 4.
There's a fire
in the Orleans Savings and Loan.
In the memory chip
of the phone you're holding...
are the numbers of two security deposit boxes
located on the 10th floor.
To win, simply grab those boxes...
by 5:
55 exactly...or there's gonna be an early knockout.
You gotta be shittin' me.
Uh, not enough time.
I'm just gonna come in.
Yeah. I'll be right there.
Hey, hey. Tel-com is up on your phone.
They just think they found the van
that Miles used to take Molly.
I'm gonna go back and set up a war room,
all right? You okay?
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey! Focus.
Molly needs you to focus.
All right?
We gotta do this.
You gotta help me find her.
When have I ever
let you down before? Huh?
You're right.
All right?
Go get this done.
- Detective Fisher?
- Yeah.
Ray Santiago, F.B.I.
This is Inspector George Aiken.
We understand that Miles Jackson's
resurfaced in the area.
- What'd you just say?
- Miles Jackson.
- We heard he tried to contact you-
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
The guy breaks out of prison,
F.B.I. knows about it, and nobody tells me?
- We understand that you're upset, Danny-
- It was none of your business.
You can keep on crying about
what you did and didn't know...
or you can tell us everything that happened
this morning since you woke up.
That is, if you want your girl back.
- Engine two, let's move out.
- Danny, you catching a ride?
We're your best chance, Danny.
Tell us what we wanna know,
we'll tell you what you wanna know.
- [Siren Wailing, Horn Blowing]
- You better talk as fast as they drive.
[Chattering, Exclaiming]
There was a prison break
Miles and the inmates took the guards,
killed the warden...
and demanded 30 cars
to drive out of the prison.
- And you gave them to them?
- Wasn't exactly our choice, Danny.
The bureau gave them cars
with kill switches and remote door locks.
The inmates get three blocks away from the yard,
National Guard comes in...
puts everyone back in their cells.
- Everyone except Miles.
- Would you please just shut up?
You're killing me with the whining.
You have no idea
what you're up against, do you?
I know you "arrested" him,
but you still don't know.
The fact Miles Jackson
has your girlfriend-
mmm, that interests me very little.
The fact that he's done something
that he never does...
the fact that he's
shown himself in the city-
that interests me quite a bit more.
You wanna catch Miles?
That's fine.
and I know what I gotta do.
Just stay the hell out of my way.
I guess he didn't hear me
about the whining.
Sir, this is exactly what Miles wants.
We should stop Danny
before somebody gets hurt.
Danny? What, are you best friends now?
If Danny keeps playing the game,
Miles is distracted.
Miles is distracted,
he might make a mistake-
and I'll bury him.
Come on!
- Dave.
- Danny.
- How much time?
- Six minutes.
[Man]
Let's go! Let's head up the south stairwell.
Smoke on 10, guys.
Come on. Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go.
Let's get a line up there.
Let's go!
Keep moving! Keep moving.
The guys are going up the stairwell now!
Come on, guys.
Let's move it!
[Chattering]
Listen up!
Listen up.
I need everybody.
All right. Thirty-two minutes ago,
Molly Porter was taken from the Canal Street ferry.
We need every security camera, every
possible witness, every vehicle plate number.
This a**hole calls again,
I wanna know where he is.
I wanna know what he's doing.
I wanna find him before he so much as thinks...
about touching one hair on her head.
This could be your girlfriend,
could be your wife.
Could be any one of us.
All right.
This a**hole cannot win.
[Firefighters Chattering, Shouting]
- [Man] We got some spare air bottles?
- [Coughing]
All right.
Clear that backroom!
- Dave!
- Yeah.
Watch yourself.
[Grunting]
[Coughing]
How much time?
Two minutes.
Hold this.
It's 590. 591.
Right there.
[Grunting]
[Beeping]
Danny.
- [Exhales]
- [Cell Phone Ringing]
[Miles]
Surprise!
Sometimes victory is not
all it's cracked up to be.
Eh, Danny? Round 5!
Two pounds of explosives
packed inside one of these boxes.
You now have less than seven minutes
to cross the 23 city blocks...
between here
and the Nicholls Street Wharf.
Arrive at the wharfany later,
the bomb goes off.
The other box contains
the clue to the next round.
See, in your time constraints,
you might wanna use the fire truck for this one.
Oh, yeah. And don't forget
to wear the hat and use the siren.
Seven minutes?
We won't even be out of the building
in seven minutes.
That's if we take the stairs.
Danny!
[Man]
Ten is clear! Repeat, no fire!
Just a bunch of smoke bombs!
What are you doing?
Get them all out of the building!
You got gloves?
Give them here.
When you get out of here, you get to Atlanta,
you find Mom and you stay with her.
Make sure she's safe.
I don't want this guy havin' another chance.
- Anchor this down.
- Danny-
Anchor it down!
Danny, you can't do this!
[Man Shouting, Indistinct]
[Exclaiming, Shouting]
Oh, shoot!
Do you see that man?
[Man]
Folks, I'm gonna ask you to back up, please.
[Grunting]
[Gasping]
[Man]
You got triage ready to go?
- Danny!
- [Groans]
Everybody accounted for?
Have 'em all respond on tac channel two.
They're moving out now!
Hey, what are you doing?
Look out!
- [Engine Revs]
- You, out of the truck now!
- Hey, what are you doin'?
- [Horn Blows]
[Siren Wailing]
[Horn Blowing]
[Danny On Phone]
Did you get the trace?
No, he's using an encrypted signal.
We can't even pull a number to start a trace.
- [Siren Wailing]
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