Law Abiding Citizen Page #5

Dunningan, what time

do you have?

I'm 1:
37.

Took us roughly 15

minutes to get here.

Yeah.

Reynolds air was rigged to

shut off at 1:
15

If Shelton had his lunch on

time he'd still be alive.

F*** this guy, Nick.

He wants to play games,

we can play games too.

We need to take the gloves off.

Hey Nick, it's Sarah. Listen.

Clyde murdered his cellmate.

Warden is furious, he's

moving him to solitary.

That's all I know right now.

Found Reynolds.

Well, it was too late,

you are here.

I had to call his wife and

tell her that her husband

had been buried alive.

Well, justice should

be harsh, Nick.

Especially for those who

denied it to others.

And your cellmate, what

was that about?

You murdered a man because

your lunch was late.

No. No.

No, you murdered him because

you couldn't keep your word.

We made a deal

you and I, 1:
00 pm.

Now that's an important principle

I'd like you to learn, Nick.

Keeping your word.

- Oh, really?

Well, what principle was

at work when you

tortured and killed

those people?

That everyone must be held

accountable for their actions.

You think your wife and

daughter would feel good

about you killing

in their name?

My wife and daughter

can't feel anything.

They're dead.

Hey, Nick. On Clydes real estate,

judge Stansfeld shut us down.

He's looking for some legal

precedent Im not sure exists.

But?

- But, I think I may have

found a way around him,

I'm gonna call in a favour

from a friend.

- Who's your friend?

You don't name your friends

or they stop doing favours.

Something else Cantrell said?

- No, thats all you.

Jonas. Hi.

She's thinking just

like you, Nick.

Guess you trained her well.

One day she'll have my job.

- Let's get some air.

Clydes government contract

payments were bothering me,

I pulled some old strings.

We're meeting someone.

Who might that be?

Someone who does some

really nasty sh*t

so we can live the

american dream.

So Clyde finally lost it?

Somebody must have

really pissed him off.

You worked with Shelton,

is that right?

First of all, I was never

here, and we never spoke.

Tell us what we're

dealing with.

Shelton was a spy?

- Spies are a dime a dozen.

I'm a spy.

Clyde is a brain. He's a

think-tank type guy.

His specialty was low

impact kinetic operations.

Just a fancy way to say

that he kills people.

We kill people.

He figured out how to do it

without being in the same room.

It was his gift.

And he was the best.

One time we're tasking

this tricky target.

We were using cruise

missiles, predators,

we even had a B-2 bomber

fly to this guys villa

to jade him. We're burning up

millions in ordinance,

we're getting nowhere

with this guy.

So we call Clyde. We ask

him to solve our problem.

Clyde develops a kevlar

thread, with a high-tech

ratchet made of

carbon fiber.

Puts it in a necktie.

Two days later,

Mrs Bad Guy comes home,

finds Mr Bad Guy

dead on the bathroom tile.

Choked to death.

What I'm saying is, just

assume that this guy

can hear and see everything

that you are doing.

No, we got him locked

under maximum security.

If he's in jail it's because

he wants to be in jail.

He's a born tactician.

Every move he makes,

it means something.

That cellmate that he killed,

you think that was random?

No.

That's a pawn being

moved over the board.

And if I were you, I'd be

looking for the next piece.

Anybody who had anything

to do with that case,

he's gonna be coming

after you.

So what are you saying?

That we can't stop him?

Walk into his cell and

put a bullet in his head.

Aside from that, no,

you can't stop him.

If Clyde wants you dead,

you're dead.

Hello?

- Sarah, it's me.

Setup a meeting with

judge Birch.

We need her to help

keep Clyde on ice.

Help us with what, Nick?

The man's in prison.

It's worse than we thought.

Chester's your boyfriend, right?

- Chester? Yeah.

Good. Maybe stay a few

days at his place.

And have Dunnigan send

a patrol car to my house.

Sorry about this, Sarah.

I can't supercede the penal

code. You've already got him

in solitary, a half-decent

paralegal will have him

out of there by next week.

- We just want to limit his options.

Give him less contact.

Less access.

Even if it's just rescinding his

mandatory exercise for a week.

Under what cause?

- Whatever cause you want.

Wrap it around whatever

piece of legal doctrine

that helps you rationalize it.

Your honor.

So, let me get this straight.

You want me to violate

his God-given civil rights

in the name of some

murky sense of the greater

good, is that the jist of it?

Okay. I'm game.

Just dont plan on it

sticking for long. Alright?

What, you gonna take that?

After all the grief

you've given me over

cell phones?

Thats one of the benefits

of being a judge, Mr Rice,

I can pretty much do

whatever I want.

Hello?

Oh my God.

Back up.

So you're killing

judges now?

In my experience, Nick,

lessons not learned in blood

are soon forgotten.

And vengeance keeps

you warm at night?

Vengeance?

That's what you think this

is about? Vengeance!?

What else could it be?

- No, Nick,

I had ten years for vengeance,

if that's what I wanted.

You don't think that

I watch you go to work,

every morning 8:
00 am?

Or that I watch Ellie take

Denise to school 8:15?

No, I could've slaughtered

you or your family,

anytime I wanted, Nick.

- If you even think about

touching my family.

If you even think about

touching my family.

I do my job.

I'm the best at it.

It works.

You were doing your job,

the way it best served you, Nick.

The way it best served you.

That has to change.

- What do you want, Clyde?

Your war with the world, It's not

gonna bring anybody back.

No, Im at war with this.

This, this broken thing.

This thing that brought

you and I together.

This broken thing works,

for people that are sane.

You think doing what you're

doing is gonna change anything?

You, and whoever you have

helping you, are gonna pay.

I don't think you have any

idea who's helping me.

Or what I'm doing.

- It's a matter of time.

You see the bodies,

you see the smoke.

But the larger picture

still eludes you.

Do tell.

I would like to, but

I would rather show you.

I have faith in you, so I will

give you one last chance.

Here's the deal:

Release me. And drop

all charges by 6:00 am.

- Or what?

Or I kill everyone.

Hello?

- Yeah, Sarah,

He has to have an accomplice.

Probably somebody inside

the prison. We have to go

through all the prisons files

to find some connection.

- Do you want the files

run to the office?

No, there isn't time.

Get everybody together,

and bring them to the prison.

We're moving in.

Stop looking at your watch.

Anything from your friend?

This treaty with Panama

is a mess. We cant access

anything about property

holdings, but my friend found

this loophole for access to

clients corporate expenses.

Does that help?

So match sell prices of industrial

property sold in Philly,

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