Try anything smart,
gonna put a hole right in your pal's back.
I thought you were my friend.
I was. That's why I told you not to take the job down here.
What kind of cop are you?
The kind that goes where the money is.
Old partner offered up
protect a counterfeiting ring.
But then you make me a babysitter. I was hoping
you'd just get run off course,
this whole thing would blow over, but no.
You and this fuckin' ape couldn't let things go.
- Where's Roscoe? - Oh, my girl's doing just fine.
Reacher, they want me to tell you to do what they say,
or me, Charlie and the kids... they're gonna do to us
what they did to Morrison.
Whatever you want, I won't do it.
No way you're letting them walk away from this.
- They know too much. - You're smart.
You, Finlay, Roscoe; you're all dead.
But I'd prefer to spare Charlie and the kids.
When civilian women and children get killed,
people get really worked up,
more questions get asked.
Yeah, I'm not worried about 'em talking.
Pretty sure they'll keep quiet
after they watch what I do to their dad.
Hubble? You killed him already.
He's on the run.
Thought getting lost would protect his family.
He was wrong, but I want him.
Last loose end.
Let me guess why loose ends concern you.
Your father promised some real bad guys overseas
a hefty amount of counterfeit cash.
But thanks to the Coast Guard blockade,
those boys haven't gotten what they paid for in a while.
So they sent some Venezuelan hitters to help you get...
back on track.
But things got real messy, and pretty soon,
those Venezuelans are gonna give you the same necktie
they gave your daddy.
I killed my father.
And I cut his throat, just like I saw the Venezuelans do.
See, the old man, he had the brains
to create this whole operation, but he never had the guts
to do what needed to be done to protect it.
And so, I hired Picard's partner
to go kill that agent in Memphis,
and I sent Dawson down there to make sure it was done right.
I killed Jobling.
I had that bitch killed in the subway.
And I...
I killed your brother.
You shot Joe.
Dawson kicked him after he was dead,
and Morrison covered him up.
You know, after I bodied Morrison, my old man lost it.
He started talking about
how he's gonna send me away to an institution
for a while for rest.
He tried that once when I was a kid, but it didn't take.
- No shit. - We'll make it look
like the two crooked Reacher brothers
were working with an out-of-town cop,
running drugs or guns or something nefarious
through the virgin streets of our Margrave.
Roped in a banker to finance it all,
paid off some unscrupulous local cops,
and then, you all turned on each other.
You're gonna take Picard to wherever
Hubble's holed up, and you're gonna bring him to me.
How do you expect me to do that?
You're a tracker, ain't ya?
Go fucking find him.
Then I'll trade Mommy and the girls for Daddy.
Picard's got my number memorized.
If I don't get a call from you
by 6:00 a.m. saying Hubble's in custody,
ah, those four ladies I'm holding die
in ways you can't even imagine.
I don't know how you think I'm gonna find Hubble.
Well, you have till sunrise tomorrow,
so I suggest you figure it out.
We're just gonna be driving aimlessly
unless you let me stop somewhere.
I need a map and a place to think.
Okay, but try anything, and this thing goes off.
Understood.
What can I get you fellas?
Black coffee, peach pie.
Nothing for me.
Dessert?
Been trying to get my hands on that pie for a while.
- Give me a pen. - You expect me
to hand you something you can use as a weapon?
Hey, the food's ready. Here you go.
♪ Down by the river where the...
This scare you?
All right.
Down by the river ♪
♪ Where them springtime flowers bloom ♪
♪ I've been waiting there for you...
He's in Augusta.
Oh. Just like that?
I chased down AWOLs for a living, know how they think.
If I were Hubble, I'd go to Augusta.
Why?
He knew to protect his family he had to get away from 'em,
but not too far in case he felt the need to go back.
So he ran off to Atlanta, about an hour from Margrave.
Figured, big city, lots of people makes it easy to hide.
Then he realized more people means more chances
of being spotted, especially in a town where his old bank
has a branch in it.
- So he left. - To Augusta?
Athens. Just over two hours from Margrave.
It's hard for a man, if he's halfway decent,
to leave his family behind.
It's done in stages.
But Athens is home to University of Georgia,
where Paul and Charlie went to college.
It's a place directly linked to Hubble,
and one of the first places they'd look.
He'd move on after a day.
So Augusta is next?
Over three hours away, but still close enough
he feels connected to his wife and kids.
Plus, Hubble's a golfer.
He's played Augusta. It means nice memories
in a city he's been to before.
It soothes him in a time of stress,
like when his mom used to sing him "Rocky Raccoon."
Bullshit.
You can't just stare into something
and get inside a man's head like that.
I didn't offer my help. You assholes demanded it.
Right now you're wondering
what's the best time and place to kill me.
You know you'll need to take me by surprise
'cause you're not sure if you can take me
if I know it's coming.
Let me save you the trouble.
You can't.
So if I were you,
I'd take me by surprise.
Coffee, black,
and a slice of peach.
Thank you.
- Oh. Ugh. - Oh. - Oh.
- That's my fault. - Why don't y'all take another booth
- while I clean this up? - No, no.
Actually, we got to go.
You better be right about Augusta.
Got to say, you're a little tougher than I thought you were.
And you're exactly what I thought you were.
Oh.
Low tire pressure.
We should check it out.
Keep driving.
Got a flat.
No way we make it to Augusta.
You being cute?
You've been with me the whole time.
Fine. Just... pull over.
You think I'm gonna leave you alone here
while I go and change the damn thing? Get to work.
And if you're thinking about throwing a tire iron
in my direction, think again.
Not my plan.
KJ's waiting on my call.
My voice is the only thing
that's keeping Charlie and those kids alive.
You shoot me, I ain't the only person you're killing.
Guess I didn't think that through.
But if you shoot me, you're never finding Hubble.
I guess we need each other, then.
Okay, fine.
I'm not gonna kill you.
You gonna kill me?
No.
You have my word.
Your word doesn't mean shit,
but I don't have many options right now.
So on "one,"
we raise our guns up over our heads.
On "two,"
- we lay 'em on the trunk. - I know what
a gun hitting metal sounds like, so don't you fuck with me!
And on "three,"
we stand up and face each other, hands up.
Then I take two steps back,
and you come get my piece.
Got it?
Yeah, I got it.
Okay.
One.
Two.
Three.
Oh!
Find motels within three miles of Augusta bus station.
Your input is being processed.
Hello, Hubble.
Ladies.
Here's where we are.
Your boyfriend is out looking for her coward of a husband.
Might be a while, so stay comfortable.
Your daddy's caused us a lot of problems.
Did you know that?
No.
Please. No.
It's okay. No, it's okay.
You go with him. Go with him.
It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.
- Come on! Don't do this! - But I have to.
'Cause you and your friends are troublemakers.
Get down and stay quiet.
Just like your old pal, Gray, was a troublemaker.
Sure had good taste in guns, though.
We'll keep them someplace safe
as insurance, things goes smoothly.
Things don't, they might fall into one of those chemical tubs.
Okay. That's how you guessed
what city I was in. How'd you find my motel?
Use credit cards, and Kliner finds you, so you use cash,
which means travel by bus.
Needed the money to last,
so low-rent motels were your only option.
Found a cluster of motels
within walking distance of the bus depot.
You'd use a pay-by-the-hour joint
which looks the other way on ID requirements.
Well, how'd you guess my alias?
People use the names of things they like.
You love the Beatles.
Started with the first "Harrison."
You really think they'll let my family go?
No.
They said that just to get me to cooperate.
Their plan is to kill all of us,
just like they killed my brother.
Your treasury contact.
Mark Salas?
That's just the name he gave you.
Real name's Joe.
Mark Salas played for the Yankees in the late '80s.
I'm sorry... about Joe.
I'd heard rumors the Coast Guard blockade was being lifted.
Venezuelans were breathing down Kliner's neck
'cause production had ground to a halt.
But I knew, with the blockade ending,
I had to try to get out before business was underway again.
So I-I left a message on a federal tip line.
- And Joe called you back. - At first it was just me
helping in exchange for immunity.
But then I noticed cash was going missing.
And I tied it to a truck driver.
- Pete Jobling. - He tried to deny it, but
when I told him I'd seen Kliner's guys kill someone
right in front of me, he-he... went white.
So I put him in touch with Joe.
Kliner must've already had eyes on Jobling.
I'm sorry, Reacher. I... got your brother killed.
No, you didn't.
KJ killed Joe.
The kid?
Killed Joe and Morrison, Stevenson and his wife,
even killed his own father.
Holy shit.
If you want to keep your family alive,
you need to listen to me carefully
and do everything I say.
Okay.
Can I ask you one question?
Okay.
Why are two of my windows tinted?
Keys to Dawson's truck are inside. I'll be right back.
Oh, I'll come with you.
You don't want to see in there.
Lots of blood and mud and busted-up shit.
Guess my cleaning lady's gonna be pissed.
Not as pissed as your pool guy.
I'm bored.
♪ Now she's spending her nights...
Maybe I'll uncuff you for a while.
Make the fight more interesting.
I still wonder why ♪
Yeah.
She can't shake his memory ♪
♪ We don't talk about the lies...
Hey, somebody's texting you, buddy.
Oh, I'll get it.
I wish that I knew ♪
♪ That her love could be true...
"Duck and cover"?
What the hell does that mean?
You okay?
I'll live.
I can't help but see you're alone.
If they don't get Picard's call by 6:00...
Won't need till 6:00.
- Hubble? - Yup.
I got Finlay.
I noticed.
Well, it's good to see you alive.
All right.
Let's hit the gun locker, the ammo safe.
Grab anything useful.
This place have a hose out back?
Yeah. Why?
We're gonna need it.
It's okay. She's with me.
- Boss. - Neagley, this is Finlay and Hubble.
Finlay and Hubble, Neagley.
Fellas.
How is she here?
Our last phone call, I asked Reacher
how he knew Picard was involved.
He said, "Lucky guess."
Reacher believes in facts and statistics, not luck.
Might as well have shouted "Mayday."
Where's your lady friend?
Oh. Fuck.
Let's get to work.
Thanks for letting us set up here.
Sorry for the late hour.
I'm just glad Kliner's gonna get his.
I'm gonna go upstairs and put on some coffee.
All right. I've been in here a million times.
This is the layout.
Probably holding Roscoe
and Charlie somewhere around here.
Out of the way and cornered, but where
they can still keep an eye on 'em.
What about my kids?
They're being held someplace else.
Psych tactic to make sure Charlie and Roscoe behave.
Probably up here.
Lock 'em up in there, you don't have
to waste a man watching 'em.
Two by the door,
one around the corner by the exterior staircase.
Lot of firepower for a guy
who doesn't believe in security cameras.
It's for me.
They think you're with Picard. You're not a threat.
Ah, they know me by now.
Their ideal world? Hubble and I get marched
through the front door, and they kill all of us.
They suspect I won't go down lightly
so they put guns outside, and probably a dozen men inside
armed to the teeth in case I somehow go in guns blazing.
So what do we do?
We go in blazing.
Neagley, we need to take out those two guards facing us
quietly, without one of them
setting off an automatic weapon.
They won't make a sound.
Good. Double-check your weapon, ready your shot.
- Copy. - Hubble, come with me.
Safe to say you never shot anyone before?
- I've never fired a gun. - Okay.
All you got to do is extend, aim, fire.
No point in having a weapon
unless it's ready for instant use.
You hesitate, you die. Uh...
Only point it at the bad guys.
Love the smell of gasoline.
The tweed comes off.
Feel like we should all bow our heads or something.
I don't want to get any of their blood on it.
Good attitude.
- Are you Catholic? - Yeah.
Listen, I know we've spent most of our time
together fighting,
but I bet your soldiers really enjoyed working with you.
I enjoyed working with you, too.
You know, it's hard to tell with the suit on,
but you're kind of jacked, Finlay.
Really?
No.
Asshole.
Fucking shit.
Hey.
You've got to get your shit together.
They're gonna... kill us.
- They're gonna kill my children. - No.
Hey, listen to me, okay?
I know Reacher.
There's no way in hell that he is just gonna
roll over and take this loss, okay?
Sometime before 6:00,
he is gonna come knocking,
and KJ's gonna wish he never started this fight.
Reacher and Hubble should be in place by now.
Really think I should take one of the shots.
Two shooters, better odds.
You have experience with long-range kill shots?
No.
I do.
Put the biscuit in the basket.
Our friend around the corner heard 'em fall.
Go, go, go, go, go.
Soon as it's lit, you move.
Got it.
Your only job is to get your kids out of there.
Don't let anyone stop you from doing your job.
All right. Time to shine.
Wait.
I got this.
If I'm gonna die,
I'm goin' to flavor country one last time.
Yeah.
Are we gonna die?
Let's find out.
- What the hell was that? - That's Reacher knocking.
What the hell is going on?
Get over there! Put out the fire!
Move your ass! Move it!
Everybody in here now!
Charlie!
Paul! Paul, go! They're in there.
Oh, fuck!
Oh. Okay. Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Fuck. Give me your hands! Give me your hands!
Dad?
Come on. Come on.
I got them!
- Mom! - Run! Go!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go. Go, go. Go!
- Go. - It's okay. Just...
Go! Go! No, you're good. You're good.
Down. Get down. Down, down, down. Stay down.
He's over here!
Yes. Okay. Okay.
I'm gonna take you out of here.
You good?
- Go get your kids. - Thank you.
- Come on! - Paul!
Come on.
- Oh, get down. Get down. - Yeah.
Finlay, is that you?
I know you're here.
Picard, I thought you were dead.
Not yet.
No!
Oh!
No! No!
Stop!
Don't fuckin' do that.
Neagley.
There's too much smoke. We gotta go!
Roscoe! Over here.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- Let's go! - Let's go.
Where is he?
- We've got to go get Reacher. - He'll be okay.
How do you know that?
Because he's Reacher.
- Roscoe, let's go. - What are you doing?
Hey!
I think it might be just you and me now, Reacher!
Let me tell you a story, Jack.
So, a couple years ago,
I'm on safari in the savanna.
There's a dawn fog as thick as my dead daddy's bankroll.
It made the smoke in here look like mist.
But through all that soup,
I spot this big old rhinoceros.
Six thousand pounds if he's an ounce,
and he's just sitting there
chewing grass.
Now, the rhino knew I was out there.
He could sense me.
Feel me.
But it was foggy,
the light's bad,
and rhinos are nearsighted as hell.
And so I just walked
right up to his big, dumb ass
and killed him.
You see, that stupid rhino
wasn't smart enough to realize
he was overmatched.
He thought he could just lumber through life,
go wherever he wanted...
...do whatever he wanted,
fuck whoever he wanted,
all without consequence.
But in life,
there's always consequences.
There was one for that rhino.
That's why his head's up in my daddy's hallway.
Right next to where yours will go.
It's over.
Hello, Reacher.
You're okay?
I'm okay, Joe.
Remember what I taught you.
No matter what, you don't cry.
Mes fils. Venez.
Embrassez votre mère.
- Bonjour, maman. - Mmm.
C'est bon. Bien.
Bonjour, maman. Ca va?
Ca va?
I'm dying, silly boy.
But I am so happy...
...to see my sons.
I have connections through my job.
I can get you to the States
- to see experts. - My dearest Joseph,
what did I always tell you? Hmm.
I want to hear it.
I don't need to solve all the world's problems.
Solving some is more than enough.
And Reacher.
You have the strength of three men.
What will you do will all that strength?
I'm going to do the right thing, Mom.
I know you will.
You always have.
Even when what was right was unpleasant.
Ever since you were a young boy in Okinawa.
No?
You knew...
that I beat up Curtis Bishop in Okinawa.
You never believed it was Joe.
He wanted to tell you the truth, Mom.
I wouldn't let him.
You were saving him.
That is who you are.
And you protected a special boy from torment.
Your father and I never saw any need
to prevent either of you from following your natures.
Your natures are pure,
like your hearts.
I need to make a quick call. I'll be right back.
Your grandfather's war medal.
For bravery in the face of danger.
It takes bravery to do what's right.
Now you can cry, Reacher.
So the staties and the Feds are gonna come knocking.
They're gonna want you to stick around for a few days
and answer their questions.
I don't like answering questions.
And you don't like sticking around.
A hundred thousand years ago there were people
who stayed by the campfire and people who wandered.
I'm pretty sure I'm a direct descendent
of the wandering type.
It's just who I am.
If there was anyone who could make me
stay close to the flame, it would be you.
Hmm.
Well...
...if you ever find yourself wandering by here again...
give me a call.
I will.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna rebuild the town my family built.
You should run for mayor.
Hear there's an opening.
Wow.
That's not a half-bad idea.
Hey, boy.
Finlay got you watching his car?
Making you listen to shit music?
He got you a tweed collar.
Oh, excuse me.
Sorry.
I knew you'd stop here before leaving town.
I'm getting predictable.
Later than I thought, though.
Roscoe's not easy to walk away from, huh?
Thank you.
So the Feds are freaking out because of
Picard's involvement and all.
They want to interview you.
- What'd you tell 'em? - That they'll never find you.
But they're still in town down by the warehouse,
and you kind of stand out, so...
I'll be gone as soon as we're done here.
Good. Smart.
Listen, I'm not big on goodbyes and all,
and I'm sure you're not either, but...
if you hadn't come to Margrave, I would have never
figured out what was going on,
or I would have wound up dead.
You would have figured it out eventually.
I appreciate that.
And then you would have wound up dead.
You may be an animal, but deep down you're all right.
You may be an uptight pain in the ass,
but you're all right, too.
And a hell of a cop.
Well, not for long.
I'm done with police work.
- Boston? - Mm-hmm.
Gonna stay here a few weeks, help Roscoe get things in order,
and then I'm going home.
Time to stop spinning, stop running away, you know?
Sharon would want me to live a life.
And not live it alone.
Yeah.
Think I'm ready to take care of someone again.
Besides, I couldn't leave Jack in the shelter.
Jack?
Yeah, he needed a name, and you weren't using it,
Reacher, so Jack it is.
You know, I shouldn't be the only one
shaking up his snow globe.
There are more people out there
like Roscoe and I than you think.
You should try letting them in sometime.
- Noted. - Okay, well,
as one of my last official acts
- as Chief Detective... - You were fired.
By a dead man, so it didn't stick.
So as one of my last official acts as Chief Detective,
I need to right a wrong that took place
at this very spot about a week and a half ago.
Slice of peach. Best in Georgia.
Thank you.
You're gonna eat that?
It's got sugar and fat, you know?
Shut up and eat your damn pie.
Mmm.
So, worth the wait?
I've had better.
It takes bravery to solve the world's problems, too, Joe.
♪ All my life I've been a travelin' man ♪
♪ Stayin' alone and doing the best I can ♪
♪ I shipped my trunk down to Tennessee ♪
♪ Hard to tell about a man like me ♪
♪ I met a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind ♪
♪ She passed me up, said she didn't like my kind ♪
♪ I'm scared to bother around her house at night ♪
♪ She got a police dog cravin' for a fight ♪
♪ His name is Rambler, when he gets a chance ♪
♪ He leaves his mark on everybody's pants ♪
♪ Guess I'll travel, I guess I'll let her be ♪
♪ I guess I'll travel, I guess I'll let her be ♪
Before she sics ♪♪