Jack Falls Page #7

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Did you hear that, Jack?

He said we look like a couple of Marys.

Do you think I look like a Mary?

Do you?

Stay!

OK, let's do this

as quickly and quietly as possible.

I need all areas checked,

especially the exits.

Tighten up!

I need you at the front.

Boss, boss, can you hear me?

Can you hear me, boss?

Has anybody got eyes on? Eyes on.

I need a visual.

Anybody got eyes on?

I've got eyes on the boss and two suspects,

do you want me to take them down?

Negative.

Do not fire unless he's in danger.

Let her go. You've got me.

That's what you wanted, isn't it?

You want me to let her go

after what she did to you, Jack?

Ever the noble gentlemen.

Oh, how forgiving.

She was the one who got you

where you needed to be, Jack...

in order for you to get shot.

She wasn'tthereto kill Natalie...

you was quite capable

of doing that yourself.

She was thereto make sure

everything wentto plan.

Oh, and you're gonna love this bit, Jack.

If you was to show up with cover,

or by some freak of nature the hitman

was to miss and it all went wrong...

..you was gonna finish him off,

wasn't you?

Stay with me, stay with me!

Jack, stay with me.

Jack, can you hear me?

You f***ing...

Didn't I tell you

to watch your back, Jack?

I didn't go through with it.

I wanted to save you. I had to save you.

Of course she had to save you, Jack.

Know why?

She needed to get you back here,

that's why.

That's not true.

Oh, it's so true, Jack.

It's so true.

Tell you what, my friend...

have this one on me.

Go on.

Shoot her.

Raise the gun, Jack.

Jack?

Go on, Jack. You think

she's got a conscience, Jack, do you?

He's right, look at her, she's guilty as f***.

She wants you dead!

She saved you. She cares about you.

Don't do something you'll regret.

Pull the trigger, Jack.

Point the gun.

Pull the trigger.

Shoot her.

Hold fire.

Do not fire unless he intends to use it!

You can do it, Jack. Raise the gun, Jack.

Raise the gun and pull the trigger, Jack.

Do it, Jack!

He's dropped the weapon.

Everyone move in! Go, go, go!

So disappointing.

Not to worry.

You're not going anywhere.

You're too dangerous

to be released into society.

- Armed police! Armed police!

- Armed police!

Good luck making that story stick,

when everyone hears

about your involvement in this.

Utter one word about me, Jacky boy,

and your little princess here...

she's gonna be found in body bags

all over London...

and that's me being generous.

You live, she gets to go.

And that's the best offer

you're gonna get.

You're going away for murder.

How do you plead?

Guilty.

Jack Adleth,

it has become clear to me,

from studying the overwhelming evidence,

what a reckless, insidious, dangerous,

underhanded

and ruthless individual you are.

These are not the qualities

we expect in a police officer.

You offered the facade

that you were part of the thin blue line

that divides decent society from

lawless, feckless, and dangerous people.

As law-abiding citizens,

we have the right to expect

the utmost professionalism,

honour and commitment to duty,

from those we assign to protect us.

Regarding the death of Mr. Alan Carter...

it is apparent that you showed

no mercy or remorse.

It is for that reason that I must impose

the maximum sentence available to me.

Society must be protected

from individuals as dangerous as yourself.

I sentence you to life imprisonment,

with a minimum term of 30 years.

Take him down.

I knew he couldn't resist

seeing it all first-hand.

And that meant he'd be

in a particular place at a particulartime.

That was all I needed.

F***!

Sh*t! Boss? Boss? F***!

Get me an ambulance now!

Emergency assistance

required at the courthouse.

I need backup, shots fired...

It's all yours.

I just need a little bit for the life insurance.

You're asking... to hire me?

It's just business, isn't it?

I suppose it is.

Want anything special?

Yeah - repeat Amsterdam.

He's always been a fan of karma.

You're the boss.

Jack wanted you to have this.

It's beautiful.

Now everything is done.

Just one more thing, mate...

then it's done.

I love you.

I'll see you soon.

We meet again, Jack.

Dumb and dumber.

You know, it really is a small world.

? City streets

? Play for keeps

? Running wild

? For miles

? Every day

? Fades away

? Into dreams and changes things

? Understand

? What you can

? Looking back

? Where's Jack?

? He was here

? With a fear

? In the mist where angels kissed

? Turn around

? Lost and found

? Dressed in black, all comes back

? Where's Jack?

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