12 Rounds 2: Reloaded Page #5

in this city converges on your location.

- Hey.

- We've got a trace on Tommy's anklet.

- It's on the west side of the city.

- We're on the west side. Where?

Parking garage.

I want every available unit

on those two. Now!

I'd get moving if I were you, boys.

Hey! Hey! Help! Hey, guys!

- What the hell have we got here?

- Help me, please!

- Please, you gotta help me!

- Hey, hey, buddy.

- I'm turning myself in.

- What's the problem?

There's this guy...

Oh, shoot! That's the guy!

Officer? Hey, hey, hey, Officer?

- What's going on with this kid?

- I'm not armed.

I won't resist, either,

but you got to listen to me.

- He's trying to kill me!

- Let's get inside the vehicle.

- Now we're going to jail.

- All right?

- Come on, let's go.

- We're going to jail.

- Do you have any weapons on you?

- Oh, sh*t.

No, no, no...

No, wait...

What are you doing?

Freeze!

Tommy!

Ah! Jesus!

- Oh, no, no!

- Come on!

Come on!

You got to let me go, man. No, please.

You got to let me go, man. You...

Please! You got let me...

Come on, dude!

You got to let me go!

Sorry, guys.

You're part of this,

whether you like it or not.

More lives are at stake here than just yours.

Come on, dude.

Just let me go, all right?

I'm OK.

- But you're gonna help me.

- Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Get out of the car!

Oh, sh*t.

Put your hands up now!

- Seat belts.

- Seat belts. Definitely seat belts.

Oh... sh*t!

Wait! You've done this before?

Go, go, go!

Come on, man!

Hang on!

What are you doing?

- Calm down.

- Calm down? I'm gonna calm down.

Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm gonna die!

- Hang on.

- What?

I don't have anything to hang on to.

Come on, Nick.

Oh, God!

Your anklet...

...we need to kill that signal.

- What?

- Find something to kill that signal.

Hey, hey, hey.

Really?

- Well, f***, at least I'm trying things.

- You take showers in it?

We've located

the suspect going westbound on 7th.

Stay on it. Don't lose them!

Let's get there.

Oh, Sh*t!

F***!

Show me your hands!

Oh, no.

- Now, step out of the car slowly.

- No.

Come on, buddy. This is stupid.

Just turn yourself in, OK?

You're surrounded!

Step out of the car now!

It can't end now.

This can't end now, man.

What?

- We can't stop now, OK?

- What are you talking about?

What? What?

Oh, man. Oh, no, no, no. What? What?

What are you doing, OK?

- It's just a Taser.

- OK, good. Good, it's just a Taser.

Out of the car with your hands up!

This can't end now. This can't end now.

- What are you doing?

- The only thing I can do.

Thank God! I thought you were

gonna try and take these...

Oh, no!

They're gonna kill us! Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Hold your fire!

Secure the perimeter!

Stop! Cover all exits! I'll handle this!

Got to do something

about that anklet.

- We'll short it out.

- What are you, f***ing insane?

- We got to deactivate this thing.

- Yeah, this thing is attached to me.

Damn it! You and you,

get on the north side!

You, take the south exit!

You, stay here with me!

Just trust me on this one.

I've gotten you this far, haven't I?

- Come on, man.

- Fine, just... just go do it, man!

- No, no, no, wait, wait!

- What?

Just whatever you do, don't move.

- On three. On three, OK?

- OK. OK.

- On three, on three! One, two, three.

- One...

- You're an a**hole, Nick.

- It worked, didn't it?

McKenzie!

I want somebody up on that roof! Go!

Freeze!

Don't move! Don't move!

Over by him!

This isn't what it looks like.

No? OK, well, then you can

explain it to me down at the station.

- Can't do that.

- Actually, I'm gonna insist. Let's go.

- Let's go. Let's go!

- Just stop, OK? Just listen to me.

- That's not how this works, Nick.

- Look, lady,

I think you should really be listening

to this guy. He's had a really bad...

- You don't want to do this, Nick.

- I've been telling myself that all night.

Just give me two minutes.

That's all we have, anyway.

Please.

Just two minutes.

This is McKenzie. All units stand down.

Repeat, all units stand down.

- Copy that.

- Inside. Let's go. Move. Go, go, go.

Looks like we're good.

No cameras.

Come on!

Nick, where the hell did you go?

And you have no idea who this guy is?

I was hoping

you could help me with that part.

I do know that his wife died

in that accident. She was the only one.

Her name was Heller. Diana Heller.

This guy must have taken the governor.

- Wait, my dad is missing?

- Yeah. For two days now.

- And where the hell have you been?

- I've been busy.

Your dad's the governor.

That's how you got off.

It's him.

Very clever, Nick.

But even when I can't see you,

the game remains the same.

- We're still here.

- This round is for Tommy.

- Hand him the phone.

- No, say what you have to say.

Hey! You hand him the phone right now

or I'm gonna start doing things

you're gonna regret.

- What?

- How you feeling, Tommy boy?

- I'm feeling peachy. How are you?

- Round eight.

You know, it's easy to become governor

when you have lots and lots of money.

Too bad you forgot

where you came from, Governor.

Oh! And, Tommy, one more thing.

We both know it's gonna be

too late for your dear old dad,

but there still might be a chance

that you can make it out of this.

Just tell me what the f***

you're talking about.

I need you to do

exactly what I tell you to do.

Here's my cell,

so I can contact you.

Great. My wife, Sarah?

I've seen her. She's safe at home.

There's a unit watching her.

Thank God. Thank you.

I know where we have to go.

All right, listen to me, I can help you,

but I need some time.

So until we have him,

I need you to keep playing his game.

I need you to see it through, both of you.

We can't risk him realizing we're onto him.

We may only get one shot at this.

You need to run, now.

Come on!

Come on! Hey, Nick,

the street's this way.

- McKenzie, I heard a shot. Are you OK?

- It's all connected.

Malloy, the governor's abduction, his kid.

And it all has to do with a DUI

Tommy was involved in a year ago.

Come on.

All the cars in this town,

why you stealing this one?

Then I wouldn't be able to do this.

Where the hell

did you learn to do that?

I was a stupid kid once, too, Tommy.

Round eight.

What is this place?

It's my dad's old sugar refinery.

He used this money

to get into government.

Money talks, right?

There's a back way in. Come on.

Name's Patrick Heller.

Was an engineer who founded

one of those private security firms.

They handled a lot

of government contracts,

elite military training,

counter espionage, hacking.

Soon after his wife died in the accident,

Heller quit the company,

cashed in his stock options

and disappeared.

Went completely off the grid, until today.

He's been busy planning

for Tommy's release.

The kid with the bomb in his stomach...

this morning was Derek Meyers.

He was the valet at the club where

Tommy partied the night of the accident.

Geez.

Here, man, I'll get your car.

Jesus. Nothing about tonight

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