Shooter Page #8

- No.

- Trust me?

- Yep.

Really trust me?

Yeah.

With your life?

- Yep.

- Good.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Put that weapon down now!

If you're zeroed for 600,

you ought to aim a little lower.

Ain't gonna make a difference

this close.

Only thing

that's gonna make a difference

is whether I'm crazy or not.

I could keep doing this all day,

with every weapon in my house.

I swapped all the firing pins

before I left the house. I always do.

Looks right, need a micrometer to tell.

But the gun don't shoot.

That bullet you got out of that bishop

was fired from my weapon,

but a week before, at a can of stew.

I did take an oath to defend this country

from all enemies, foreign and domestic.

I just didn't figure I'd end up

quite this involved.

But at the end of the day,

when all the dust settles,

you can't hide from the truth,

you son of a b*tch.

Whatever.

Who gives a sh*t?

Nice presentation.

But none of it sticks to me.

Gentlemen, this meeting is over.

Done.

I'll be seeing you.

He's right. There's nothing

to prove he did anything.

Yeah, in this country.

Sir, you should take a look at these.

These images are from a classified file

showing a village of people in Africa

that were exterminated

by the colonel and his associates.

My God.

Look around you.

This isn't the Horn of Africa.

That's all hearsay.

This is the land of the free

and the home of the brave.

And I'm free to go.

Colonel, your moral compass is

so f***ed up,

I'll be shocked if you manage

to find your way back to the parking lot.

Regardless of how I feel about this,

these events occurred

in another country,

outside of our laws.

So that's it? That's the best you can do?

This isn't the World Court, Sergeant.

And I don't have the jurisdiction

to detain the colonel

for crimes he may or may not have

committed on another continent.

- Sir, I urge you to reconsider...

- There's nothing to reconsider, son.

I win.

You lose.

Again.

This is ridiculous.

For the record, I don't like the way

this turned out any more than you do.

But this is the world we live in.

And justice does not always prevail.

It's not the Wild West,

where you can clean up the streets

with a gun.

Even though sometimes

that's exactly what's needed.

Bob Lee Swagger, you're free to go.

Unshackle the sergeant.

I'd say that's quite a shot, Senator.

In the face.

You heard that expression,

"You didn't know whether to sh*t

or go blind"?

You should've seen the look

on the Attorney General's face.

Did he give his

checks-and-balances speech?

"This is about evidence and the truth!"

And then you just said to him,

"F*** you!"

"Hold my cigar, Mr. A.G."

"F*** you!

"The truth is what I say it is!"

You know, you got to be

out of the country in the morning.

You're going to Ecuador.

Well, we're having some problems

with the locals.

We have our personnel on the ground

ready to neutralize the problem, but...

Well, they've requested you.

It's solvable.

They requested you...

Swagger.

Turn off the lights!

Get my car.

Get my car.

Do something.

Do something!

Where is he?

He's under the floor!

You don't need to kill me.

You don't need to kill me. It was them.

It was them.

God damn it! Just wait a minute!

Hold it just a minute. Hold it.

Are you out of your mind?

Are you out of your damn mind?

I am a United States senator!

Exactly.

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