The Making of Dredd 3D

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America is an irradiated wasteland.

Within it lies a city.

Outside the boundary walls a desert.

A cursed earth.

Inside the walls a cursed city,

stretching from Boston to Washington, D. C.

An unbroken concrete landscape.

living in the ruin of the old world

and the mega structures of the new one.

Mega blocks. Mega highways.

Mega City One.

Convulsing. Choking.

Breaking under its own weight.

Citizens in fear of the street.

The gun. The gang.

Only one thing

fighting for order in the chaos,

the men and women of the Hall of Justice.

Juries.

Executioners.

Judges.

Responders needed at a square at 1117.

Code 10-10.

Leisure complex. Shots fired.

Out of vehicle, in pursuit.

Request aerial surveillance.

I have a control drone

flagging three perps.

Responders needed

in Sub-Sector 20, Flyover 5.

We have a positive ID on three

suspects wanted on multiple counts.

Any Judges, please respond.

Dredd to Control.

In pursuit of vehicle, Sector 13.

Driving erratic. Suspects are

under the influence of narcotics.

Got a Judge on our tail.

What?

I said we got a Judge on our tail.

Take him out or we're dead f***ing meat.

F***.

Do you require backup?

No.

F***er.

I can't get him. Straighten the f*** out.

Be advised. We have lost visual.

F***, he's right on us.

Man, we're dead. We're f***ing dead.

Control. Perps just wiped out an innocent.

I am taking them down.

Bike. Activate crowd control.

Activated. Citizens, be calm.

Step back from the crime scene.

Interference carries an automatic

five-year sentence in the iso-cubes.

Hey, f***ing get out of here.

Control. Paramedics to my GPS.

Multiple wounded and bodies for resyk.

Copy, Dredd.

All shoppers are reminded to avoid the

level one food courts until further notice.

Alternative refreshments can be found...

Shut the f*** up.

- Let's talk.

- Talk about what, Judge?

Release the hostage unharmed,

and I guarantee you a sentence of life

in an iso-cube without parole.

Life without parole?

That's the deal you're offering?

Only if you comply.

Your crimes include multiple homicide

and the attempted murder of a Judge.

If you do not comply, the sentence is death.

You aren't a very good negotiator, Judge.

You know why?

You got no f***ing leverage.

Here's the deal. You let me walk

or I blow her f***ing brains out. Okay?

Negotiation's over.

What are you doing?

Didn't you hear what I said?

I will kill the b*tch.

Yeah, I heard you, hotshot.

What?

I said "hotshot."

Control to Dredd. Come in.

- Is your pursuit resolved?

- Affirmative.

Report back to the Hall of Justice.

The Chief Judge wants to see you.

Thank you, Judge.

The level one food court will reopen in

Cassandra Anderson. Twenty-one.

Born in a block 100 meters

from the radiation boundary wall.

At age seven, she lost both parents

to residual-fallout cancer.

As is usual with orphans, she was given

a Judge aptitude test at age nine.

It classified her as unsuitable,

but she was entered into the Academy

on special instruction.

In the Academy, her record was never

better than borderline.

Her final Academy score put her

three percentile points below a pass.

So what's she doing in a uniform?

- Rookie Anderson.

- Sir.

How many people are observing you?

Two.

What can you tell me

about the person I am with?

Male. Another Judge.

I can feel anger. And control.

But.....

....there's something else.

Something....

....behind the control. Something...

almost.... Okay, Anderson.

That will do.

She's a mutant.

The Judges Council have chosen to

overlook her status. So you will, too.

She's the most powerful psychic

we have ever come across by a huge margin.

The Judges are losing the war for the city.

We believe she could be a major asset.

As I said, her final score was only

three points below a pass. It's marginal.

It's not marginal. She failed.

The girl's getting one more chance.

I want you to take her out, give her

one day in the field. Supervised.

See if she makes the grade.

Sink or swim. Chuck her in the deep end.

It's all the deep end.

Personnel are required

to carry identification at all times.

A rookie Judge on assessment

is likely to be involved in armed combat.

One in five don't survive the first day.

You may be required to carry out

on-the-spot executions of convicted felons.

Yes, sir.

Incorrect sentencing is an automatic fail.

Disobeying a direct order from your

assessment officer is an automatic fail.

Losing your primary weapon or having

it taken from you is an automatic fail.

Yes, sir.

- Are you ready, rookie?

- I am.

Mandatory vehicle checks...

Your assessment starts now.

Ma.

We got trouble.

They were selling Sternhammer product

on my level.

I warned them off with a beating a couple

of weeks ago. Guess it didn't work.

- You can't deal with it yourself?

- I can deal with it.

The question is whether you

want to make an example of them.

Skin them. Toss them over the balcony.

Hit them with a little Slo-Mo first?

Sure.

Eat this, f***er.

Hold him down.

Please. Please.

Please.

Responders in the vicinity of Peach Trees.

We have a report of a triple homicide.

The paramedic is on site

and is cordoning off the area.

Twelve serious crimes

reported every minute.

- We can respond to around 6 %.

- Which 6 %?

Your show, rookie. You tell me.

Peach Trees. Multiple homicide.

Dredd to Control.

We will take Peach Trees.

Copy that.

Hey, Joey, show us what you have got.

Okay, rookie.

What do you know about Peach Trees?

Sir. Peach Trees houses

It has the highest crime rate in

Sector 13. Unemployment rate of 96 %.

And more than half the residential levels

here are classed as slums.

Rookie.

Judgment.

Vagrancy, three weeks, iso-cubes.

But prioritize murders?

Correct. Don't be here when we get back.

Yes. Thanks, Judge.

Please remain behind the security tape.

So why do you want to be a Judge?

Please remain behind the security tape.

So why do you want to be a Judge?

Sir. I want to protect and serve the city.

To make a difference.

Make a difference to a block like this?

It's yours if you want it.

I was born and raised in a block like this

before the Justice Department took me.

I know there are good people inside,

good families just trying to get by.

Yes, I believe I can make a difference.

Admirable.

The mall will be closing today at 10 o'clock.

Plenty of time to make your purchases.

What have you got?

Three stiffs in a somewhat

f***ed-up condition.

Did you get a picture of that?

- You based in Peach Trees?

- Med Center, level 25.

- You ID'd them?

- Mostly.

These two are registered to this block.

- And him?

- I will have to run his blood

through a DNA profiler.

If I can figure out which blood is his.

What do you make of this, rookie?

I don't know, sir.

It's a cold-burn from a Slo-Mo inhaler.

Slo-Mo?

Only just hit the grid,

but it's making big waves.

Makes the brain feel as if

time is passing at 1 % its normal speed.

Guess it felt like a long way down.

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