-
♫ Hey, Mister Tambourine Man ♫
-
♫ Play a song for me ♫
-
- ♫ In the jingle-jangle morning... ♫
- " B."
-
- ♫ I'll come following... ♫
- " A."
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Man:
You having fun, sweetheart?
-
Girl:
Yes.
-
Ahh.
-
Well, I hope you're doing
better than me, baby.
-
- What are you making?
- A necklace for Mom.
-
Yeah? Let me see.
-
- Wow. Another one?
- ( banging at door )
-
- Yes.
- Woman: Honey?
-
That's two today.
-
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
-
- ( banging )
- Honey?
-
- Yeah?
- Waiting for the help to get that?
-
I thought you and I were the help.
-
( banging )
-
- Go wash up for dinner, pumpkin.
- Okay.
-
Mmm, smells nice.
That takeout?
-
( laughs )
-
Mommy, look at-
-
( grunts )
-
No!
-
No! Ahh!
-
Oh! No no no!
-
You can't fight fate.
-
( grunts )
-
( screaming )
-
Man: We gotta get the fuck out of here.
Come on!
-
Oh! Oh no!
-
Fucking stop!
Let's go!
-
Just shut the fuck up!
-
( whimpering )
-
No!
-
- It's cool.
- ( zips pants )
-
Kids like me.
-
No! Heather!
-
( garbled crying )
-
No no!
-
( sobbing )
-
( distant siren wails )
-
( horn honking )
-
- Nick.
- Bray, what's happenin'
-
Willis is a rowing buddy of mine.
Where are we on his kid's case?
-
- Willis?
- Yeah.
-
- Oh, I kicked it down to juvie.
- Why did you do that?
-
'Cause the case was a dog.
The kid was only 15 years old
-
when he committed the murder.
-
You wouldn't want to jeopardize
your 95% conviction rate.
-
- It’s actually 96%.
- 96% now?
-
Yes. You gotta keep your books
better than that.
-
( chuckles )
-
You know, if I didn't know any better,
I'd say you were gunning for my job.
-
You do know better.
-
And you know that I'm aiming
much higher than that.
-
Woman:
They filed a motion to dismiss,
-
but there's no way that
Judge Abrams honors it.
-
I think that we can
get him on RICO.
-
All that time and that's
what you come back with, Sarah?
-
You might want to reevaluate
your research skills.
-
- What else have we got?
- Nick: She's right.
-
- Mr. Rice?
- RICO's designed for this kind of thing.
-
Check out section 901 of
the Organized Crime Control Act.
-
And you should let Sarah
try this case too.
-
Mr. Rice, last I checked,
I was running this room.
-
She's already done the leg-work.
I’ll oversee it.
-
I mean, Helen Keller
could try this case.
-
( both laughing )
-
Okay, Boy Wonder,
she fucks up, it's on you.
-
( mouthing )
-
Cantrell wants to see you.
-
All right, I’ll be right there.
-
No, Nick.
He wants to see Nick.
-
You still torturing Bringham?
-
Nick: Let's just say I’m less impressed
with his Harvard degree than he is.
-
Well, we can't all have
gone to Fordham.
-
I went to Fordham night school.
-
You know what I learned
in Fordham night school?
-
Law school's got nothing
to do with law.
-
Guess you skipped the course
on inter-office politics.
-
All I need is a jury to like me.
Isn't that what you told me, George?
-
The Shelton case-
where are we?
-
It went sideways last night-
Judge Burch.
-
Ahh.
-
Bad news. What now?
-
- Let's make the deal.
- They killed a little girl, Nick.
-
- It’s an imperfect system.
- And we its imperfect servants.
-
- However you could win this case.
- No, can't take that chance.
-
Some justice is better
than no justice at all.
-
You need to tell the husband.
-
Okay.
That's part of my job.
-
Good, because he's waiting
for you right now.
-
What?
-
Do you trust me?
-
Do you trust me, Clyde?
-
Yeah, of course.
-
Darby has agreed to testify
against Ames.
-
With Darby's testimony,
-
Ames will go
to death row.
-
Um, what about-
what about Darby then?
-
Darby will plead
guilty to murder.
-
- In what degree?
- Third.
-
He serves, what?
Five years...
-
at best?
-
I don't understand.
I’m sorry.
-
We had a setback. The judge ruled
that the DNA was inadmissible.
-
- What?
- Exclusionary rule.
-
The opposing counsel
maneuvered it.
-
You said this part of
the case was clear-cut.
-
We had the blood on his shirt-
-
It’s covered under
the same rule.
-
What about the rest of
the forensic evidence?
-
It’s not conclusive, Clyde.
-
Okay, that's okay.
'Cause I saw- I saw their faces.
-
I saw them do it.
I mean, he killed my little girl, Nick.
-
You blacked out, Clyde.
Your testimony won't be reliable.
-
You get on the stand and
the defense will tear you apart.
-
No no, the jury's gonna
believe me though.
-
- Because it's the truth! We can-
- We can lose.
-
And then we'd have nothing.
-
You will waste a whole year,
spend millions of dollars,
-
and then both of them could
end up going free.
-
Nick, both of them are guilty,
especially Darby!
-
- You know that.
- It’s not what you know, Clyde.
-
It’s what you can
prove in court.
-
Please don't make a deal
with this man.
-
Please don't make a deal with this man.
He's a monster-
-
I’m sorry, the deal is done.
I’m sorry.
-
I made the deal.
-
What?
How could you do that?
-
This is just how
the justice system works.
-
Listen, I know you don't
think it right now,
-
but this is a victory for us.
-
Woman:
Your office has certified this agreement?
-
Yes, Your Honor.
-
Mr. Reynolds, any great insights
to share with the court today?
-
No, Your Honor.
No insights.
-
Good, then I trust that we can
move forward with Mr. Ames's trial
-
unimpeded by continuances.
A trial date is imminent.
-
( cell phone rings )
-
Yeah?
-
There's no cell phones
in my courtroom, Mr. Rice.
-
- We've been over this-
- I’m sorry.
-
- and over this, over this...
-
Yeah, I had some
exigent business I-
-
Next time it's mine.
-
- Ah, you married?
- Excuse me?
-
Are you married?
-
Please fuck this up
so I can destroy you.
-
I wish ill for no man,
-
but Ames deserves to
suffer for what he did.
-
I mean, you can't
fight fate, right?
-
Nick.
-
Cantrell: Once you make a decision,
live with it- move on.
-
This job, your best asset's
a short memory.
-
Don't beat yourself up. Too many other
people out there doing that already.
-
Look, there's some of them
right now.
-
Isn’t this where you tell me
some type of old fable
-
or wives' tale-
-
All right, all right, I got one.
-
Marcus Aurelius hired a servant to
walk behind him
-
as he made his way through
the Roman town square.
-
And this servant's only job
-
was to whisper in his ear
when people praised him,
-
"You're only a man.
You're only a man. "
-
- Okay, man?
- Okay, man.
-
- Okay, man.
- That's some bullshit.
-
That's good.
-
Nick: I don't think you even know
what that story means.
-
You're missing the point, Nick.
It doesn't matter what they say.
-
Okay, I got this now.
-
( all clamoring )
-
All right, ladies and gentlemen,
one at a time, one at a time.
-
So you'll be seeking
the death penalty?
-
- For Rupert Ames, we will be.
- And for Darby?
-
He has pled guilty to murder,
but he is a cooperating witness.
-
The DA's office has committed
all of its resources
-
to ensure that justice
will be served.
-
Woman:
Did you make any kind of-
-
Man: Do you think this is
a fair sentence for Darby?
-
I just wanted to say
thanks for being in my corner.
-
It’s nice when
the system works, right?
-
Get away from me.
-
Officer:
Move. Move.
-
Let's go.
-
( sighs )
-
Nuh-uh, what happened?
-
What happened to what?
-
What's wrong?
-
You call my job boring. " C-"?
-
Yes.
-
Well...
okay now...
-
you gonna tell me
what's wrong?
-
Can I talk to my daughter
for a little bit?
-
- Oh, please. No no no.
- Gonna lay down.
-
- Please?
- ( sighs )
-
First of all,
this is your father speaking.
-
- Yeah, she didn't know that.
- You never know.
-
I want you to stay in there
as long as you can.
-
'cause there's a lot
of crazy-ass people out here.
-
Language.
-
- Your mother's a hardass, but-
- ( laughing )
-
I’m right here.
-
And Daddy- Daddy wants you to
come out and be Daddy's little girl.
-
Woman: I want her to come out
'cause she's on my bladder.
-
Nick: Ahh!
-
Anybody seen my phone?
-
- Hey, have you seen my phone?
- It’s not strapped to your hand?
-
No, it's not strapped to my hand.
-
- Daddy?
- Yeah?
-
You're not gonna have
some of my French toast?
-
- French toast? You made French toast?
- Mm-hmm.
-
I can't, honey.
I’m running late.
-
Okay.
-
All right, here- Mmm.
-
- Mmm, that's good.
- Thank you.
-
- You did this by yourself?
- Mm-hmm.
-
- You better than your mother.
- I heard that.
-
Smells good in here.
Your lifeline.
-
'Morning, baby.
Give me a kiss.
-
Mmm! You going to your daughter's
recital this afternoon?
-
Um, I thought you were gonna
order the DVDs.
-
Video's not the same, Nick.
-
Mom, it's okay.
Dad's got to work, I know.
-
See? It’s all right. Dad's got to work.
And what is Dad doing today?
-
- Lock up bad guys.
- And why does he do that?
-
- To keep us safe.
- Yeah. 'Cause he wants us to be safe.
-
- Baby, get your cello.
- All right.
-
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
-
- Little Julia Child.
- Mmm.
-
You know she's
10 years old, right?
-
- You know that?
- I know that.
-
She doesn't understand why
you're never around.
-
This good-guy, bad-guy stuff-
that's just talk to her.
-
Don't do this, come on.
-
I can't come today.
-
You know you have not been
to one recital-
-
- How many has she had?
- Enough.
-
Okay.
Well, we'll get the video,
-
we'll sit down and we'll
watch it together as a family.
-
I love you.
-
All right?
-
- Thank you for the toast.
- Love you.
-
- Love you too!
- Bye.
-
Love you.
-
Huh.
-
- So how's Chip?
- It’s Chester.
-
What happened to Chip?
I liked Chip.
-
There is no Chip.
-
And now there's no Chester.
He kept calling.
-
- Sarah, that's a good thing.
- I know, but I kept cancelling.
-
My caseload's crazy.
-
You know you don't have to
go to this if you don't want to.
-
Yeah, I do. I...
-
What's it like?
-
No biggie.
Like watching somebody fall asleep.
-
Except for
the not-waking-up part.
-
Does it bother you?
-
Not anymore.
-
( heart monitor beeping )
-
Sarah, your legs are looking
real good in those heels.
-
What are you doing, Reynolds?
Why you here? Your DVD player broken?
-
Ames has no family. I felt like
someone should be here for him.
-
You just getting a little press?
-
Breathe.
-
Ames:
What I did- it was wrong.
-
I should have never been there.
-
But I swear to God,
I didn't kill those people.
-
The wrong man's dying here today.
-
That's all.
-
( cello continues )
-
( monitor beeping )
-
( grunts )
-
Ahh! Fuck!
-
Ahhh!
-
- Oh, God.
- Take her- take her out.
-
- What the hell is going on?
- I don't know.
-
Ahhh!
-
( consistent beeping )
-
Man: What could have caused
the unexpected reaction of the inmate?
-
We'll keep you informed.
-
You okay? Huh?
-
Yeah.
-
So somebody killed the guy
you were trying to kill?
-
What are we calling this?
-
Clear violation of his
Eighth Amendment rights-
-
- cruel and unusual punishment.
- Law school.
-
Yeah. The machine-
how does it work on a good day?
-
It’s designed to be pain-free.
-
It’s three drugs administered
in a specific order.
-
From this point on, we're operating
under the assumption
-
that the machine was corrupted.
-
We're gonna need a list of all
the people with access to that machine.
-
- My people would not do this.
- I appreciate that, Warden,
-
but I’m gonna need more than
a hall pass and a note from Mom.
-
Detectives, got this off
the back of the machine.
-
- Check it out.
- Let me see it.
-
Man: Right there.
-
"Can't fight fate. "
-
Cantrell:
What is it, Nick?
-
During the home invasion,
Ames's accomplice
-
said to one of the vics,
"You can't fight fate. "
-
And then he said the same thing
to me in the courtroom- prick.
-
I can't remember his name, though.
-
Detective: Have a look at this-
your guy?
-
- Nick: Clarence James Darby.
- Detective: He's a cutie.
-
- You got history with him?
- Nick: Put him away.
-
All right, three years.
That the going rate for murder these days?
-
There was extenuating
circumstances.
-
The only extenuating circumstances
should be he didn't do it.
-
Still, three years at Marion?
Fucking gladiator academy.
-
You expect him to come back
a model citizen?
-
Well, if you scholars wouldn't
contaminate the crime scenes,
-
I could keep them
locked up longer.
-
TV reporter: Authorities have refused
to comment at this point,
-
but foul play cannot be ruled out.
-
The prisoner had been on death row
for the past 10 years-
-
his name, Rupert Ames.
-
Female reporter:
All we know at this point
-
is what was supposed to be
a painless execution
-
has turned into something
out of a horror film.
-
- ( laughing )
- ( cell phone plays heavy metal )
-
Yeah?
-
- Disguised voice: Clarence Darby?
- Who's this?
-
That's strike three for you:
coke on the table,
-
bitch on the floor- life in prison.
-
Who the fuck is this?
-
Voice: Look out your window,
south side.
-
- Is this a joke? Get up!
- Ahh!
-
- ( siren wailing )
- South side.
-
Motherfucker.
-
Shit. Out of the way!
-
( firing )
-
- Stay down!
- You're all crazy!
-
He's heading north!
Go go!
-
- Damn.
- Move it, move it. Go on!
-
( sirens wailing )
-
( cell phone plays heavy metal )
-
- What now?
- Wipe the prints off the gun.
-
- Get rid of it.
- No no.
-
You fired six times, genius.
You bring any ammunition?
-
- Lose it.
- Why are you doing this?
-
I want to keep you
out of prison.
-
See the abandoned factories?
Go toward them.
-
- Why?
- There's a cop car there with a cop in it.
-
What the fuck?
-
I Tasered him, but he'll be waking up
in about 90 seconds,
-
so you'd better move.
-
Rise and fucking shine, bitch.
Wake the fuck up!
-
Let's go!
Start the fucking car!
-
- Okay!
- Do it.
-
- Take it easy, take it-
- Come on!
-
- Okay, let's go.
- Take it easy.
-
Let's go!
Get in gear, shithead, now!
-
Do it! Go go go!
-
( siren wailing )
-
Get the fuck out.
-
Let's go.
-
Get the fuck down there!
-
Okay. What about my wife?
My little girl?
-
- I’ll never see them again.
- Fucked up, ain't it?
-
- ( cell phone ringing )
- Oh oh oh.
-
You don't mind if
I take this, do you?
-
My guardian angel.
-
I am impressed.
-
You know why I’ll never see
my wife and little girl again?
-
'Cause you took 'em from me.
-
( gun squirts )
-
( groans )
-
You remember me?
-
Sure you do.
-
You came over to my house
once before.
-
You don't remember?
-
This tetrodotoxin...
-
should be nicely into
your system by now.
-
It’s isolated from the liver
of a Caribbean puffer fish.
-
So it paralyzes you,
-
but leaves all the other
neurological functions
-
perfectly intact.
-
In other words, you can't move...
-
but you feel everything.
-
It does absolutely nothing
to blunt the pain.
-
And you're about to
experience more of that
-
than you could ever
fucking imagine.
-
( Darby grunts )
-
( heart monitor beeping )
-
( Darby grunting )
-
These are tourniquets
-
so you don't bleed out,
'cause you may be here a while.
-
Saline solution-
-
that should keep us going.
-
Clamps- nice and secure.
-
Comfortable?
-
You really are shaking.
-
Sure you're all right?
-
You'll love this-
-
adrenaline.
-
Now this is so you
don't pass out.
-
- ( straining )
- There you go.
-
How's that feel? Good?
-
Now what we don't want
is you swallowing your tongue,
-
so bear with me.
-
( Darby gagging )
-
Now this is for your penis,
but we'll get to that later.
-
Scalpel...
-
for your eyelids,
-
in case you insist
on fucking shutting them.
-
You see,
-
I know what it feels like
to be helpless.
-
just like when I watched you
slaughter my whole family.
-
You know you can't
fight fate, right, Darby?
-
Oh!
-
And look-
I made this especially for you.
-
( crank grinding )
-
You like it?
Yeah, I didn't want you to miss anything.
-
Now you have the best
view in the house.
-
- You hear that?
- ( heart monitor beeping )
-
Your heart is beating so fast.
-
No, me too.
-
Okay.
-
Now they get to
watch you suffer.
-
They'll be the last thing
you ever see
-
as I cut off every single one
of your fucking limbs.
-
See, I wasn't lying
-
when I told you that I wanted
to keep you out of prison.
-
That was the truth.
-
( groans )
-
( whirring )
-
( Darby grunting )
-
- ( saw buzzing )
- ( muffled groaning )
-
- Thanks for the car.
- ( keys jangle )
-
Sarah: Okay, these are all
the case files on Darby.
-
I vetted through what I could.
We have crime-scene photos-
-
Don't need to see 'em.
-
Okay.
-
- What's bothering you?
- It’s Darby.
-
All the crimes he's committed
have one thing in common,
-
and that was violence.
But yesterday at that execution,
-
- that wasn't violence. That was-
- What?
-
- That was intellect.
- Okay.
-
- What are you thinking?
- I don't know.
-
I’m just thinking maybe
we shouldn't be looking for Darby.
-
- ( dripping )
- ( camera clicking )
-
Jesus Christ.
-
( man coughing )
-
- ( phone ringing )
- Rice.
-
Detective:
Good news, Counselor. We found Darby.
-
I gotta say though,
he's looked better.
-
Sarah:
They found him in about 25 pieces:
-
no legs, no arms,
eyelids were sliced off- gruesome.
-
- Nick: Shedding tears for Darby?
- Not quite.
-
- Cantrell: I see your wheels turning.
- Nick: Think motive- who has one?
-
Cantrell: The husband, the father.
What do we know about him?
-
He owned the warehouse
where they found Darby.
-
- What else?
- He's a tinkerer-
-
uh, little inventions, gizmos.
He holds two dozen patents
-
that made him some money.
-
He liquidated most of
his wealth a few years ago
-
to buy some industrial
properties around airports,
-
chemical plants,
rail yards.
-
- It doesn't add up.
- No, it's weird, right?
-
Search 'em all, Sarah.
See what you find.
-
( sirens wailing )
-
( indistinct police radio )
-
( helicopter hovering )
-
Freeze!
-
- Get down, go!
- On your knees!
-
- Face down, face down!
- Pull him down and cuff him!
-
( officers chattering )
-
Crazy men scare
the shit out of me.
-
Detective:
Is this guy a lawyer?
-
No.
-
He's an engineer.
-
Sarah:
Nick, look at this.
-
Cantrell: We have zero evidence.
Gonna need a confession.
-
He give you any trouble
on the way in?
-
No, nothing.
-
He wasn't too happy when
we took his bracelet, though.
-
( ringing )
-
- Can I help you?
- Package for the Rice family.
-
Oh, yeah. Thanks.
-
Mom, the video from my recital came.
Can we watch it?
-
- Please?
- No, not you.
-
No, please, we said we were
gonna wait for your father, remember?
-
- Please?
- No, not now.
-
Okay.
-
Uh-huh, yes.
-
Yes, absolutely.
-
Mommy!
-
( door buzzing )
-
( door slams )
-
( static )
-
Don't worry, he's just disarming the guy,
letting him feel easy.
-
What I’m about to tell you
I don't want anybody else to hear.
-
As a prosecutor, I’m breaking
all the rules right now,
-
and I don't give a damn
because I’m a father.
-
I have a little girl.
-
And what you did... bravo.
-
The world is better
without Darby and Ames.
-
You're not gonna see a tear shed
from me or anybody in my office.
-
With that being said...
-
I have a job to do.
-
I’m gonna ask you some very simple
and direct questions.
-
I suggest that you
answer them in the same fashion.
-
Is your name Clyde Alexander Shelton?
-
Yes, sir.
-
And you've waived
your right to counsel, correct?
-
- Yes, sir.
- You sure you want to do that?
-
Yes.
-
Did you murder Clarence Darby?
-
I wanted him dead.
-
He killed my wife and child.
-
Rupert Ames-
did you murder him as well?
-
Rupert Ames deserved to die.
-
They both deserved to die.
-
So you arranged
both of those murders?
-
Yes, I planned it...
-
in my head, over and over again.
It took me a long time.
-
All right.
-
I guess we're done here.
-
Counselor?
-
You might want to cancel
your 12:30 lunch with Judge Roberts.
-
Excuse me?
-
In fact, you might want to
cancel the rest of the week,
-
'cause you're gonna be busy.
Sit down.
-
We're done here.
We have your confession.
-
Mmm. Oh, you do?
-
On tape.
-
See, in our profession,
we consider that a slam-dunk.
-
Oh, really?
I don't think so. Let's think back.
-
What did I say?
-
That I wanted to kill
Clarence Darby?
-
Yeah, sure.
What father wouldn't?
-
That both Darby and Ames
deserved to die?
-
I think most people
would agree with that.
-
That I planned it over and over
again in my head?
-
Yeah. Who wouldn't
fantasize about that?
-
None of these are
an admission of guilt, Nick.
-
- You might want to check the tape.
- We know you did it.
-
Well, it's not what you know,
it's what you can prove in court.
-
Didn't you tell me that once?
-
The only problem with your theory
-
is that Darby's property was
found on your property.
-
One of my many properties-
an old abandoned warehouse, Nick.
-
Junkies, they trespass there
all the time.
-
Isn’t Darby involved
in the drug trade?
-
That's an unsavory world.
I bet you a jury would agree.
-
Or perhaps someone was
trying to frame me.
-
You know, Clyde,
-
there's a lot of assholes in prison
that thought they were smarter than me.
-
Let's stop fucking around.
-
Nick, unless you have any
hard evidence,
-
then why are we even here?
Why are we having this-
-
- What do you want?
- -conversation?
-
Well, that's easy.
-
Now you're the one who
makes deals with murderers, yeah?
-
So I've come to make mine.
-
I will give you a confession,
a real confession.
-
You just have to
give me something in return.
-
Yeah, well, since you
are a murderer, what might that be?
-
A bed.
-
- But a nice bed.
- ( Nick laughing )
-
I want a nice new one
for my cell.
-
- Very simple.
- ( cell phone ringing )
-
You're gonna have to deal with that,
because the one I have is lumpy, Nick.
-
- It’s making me crazy.
- ( phone beeps off )
-
Clyde, I think you've got me
confused with detail people.
-
See, I don't deal
with prison conditions.
-
I believe those cots
are bolted into the cells.
-
Well, that's what wrenches are for,
dumbass.
-
You know, one of those new
Duxiana beds
-
with the adjustable- you know,
adjustable lumbar support,
-
- that's the one.
- I’ve seen the commercial.
-
- That's the one I want.
- Those are nice.
-
- 'Cause really-
- Comes on late at night.
-
- And frankly I don't think-
- Two old people laying on the bed.
-
- I’ll be able to focus
on anything
-
until I’ve had a good
revitalizing night's sleep
-
in my therapeutic Duxiana bed.
-
So that's the deal:
-
you get me my bed,
you get your confession.
-
Okay, let me think
about that for a second.
-
How about...
-
fuck no.
-
( door buzzing )
-
Hey, what are you doing?
-
- What do you mean?
- Why did you tell him no?
-
A mattress? He doesn't make
those kinds of decisions.
-
Take your ego out of it, Nick.
Shelton's got a point: this case is shit.
-
We need a confession.
And a mattress for a murder confession?
-
- That's a pretty good deal.
- He's playing us, Jonas.
-
Well, then we will play him.
-
Nick?
-
There's an urgent call from your office.
They say you're not answering your cell.
-
I need to finish up here and then
I will be home as soon as I can.
-
Listen to me:
the things on this video-
-
Nick, I have never seen
anything like it.
-
Please come home.
-
Listen, you need to calm down.
Tell her that it's not real...
-
- Okay.
- ... and that I love her.
-
Come home.
Come home soon, please.
-
- Kelly, did you see his face?
- No.
-
It was covered with something.
I couldn't see.
-
Okay, baby, let me finish up here and
I’ll come home as fast as I can, okay?
-
Okay.
-
This motherfucker sent a DVD to my house
of him killing Darby.
-
- What?
- My daughter saw it.
-
He recorded it?
We've got him.
-
No no, he had on a mask.
We need that confession.
-
You still want to bargain
with this man?
-
The art of the possible, Warden.
-
Make the deal.
-
( inmates shouting )
-
Man:
Hey, come on, man! Give us one!
-
( all heckling )
-
Back problem, Warden-
the worst.
-
You got bigger problems than that.
-
It’s the have-nots in here, son.
-
I don't know that I want
to be the one " have. "
-
Turn around.
-
I don't think he likes me.
-
( keys rattling )
-
Nice bed.
-
Thank you.
-
It’s a single.
-
We can't put
Clyde Shelton anywhere-
-
not in a job, not in a city,
not even the country.
-
So I dug a little deeper and
I found something from his missing years:
-
a couple of contract payments to Clyde
from the Department of Defense.
-
- And his real estate?
- He bought nine properties
-
under his own name,
then he transferred them
-
to some corporation in Panama.
-
We can't get to the addresses.
-
A lack of reciprocity
is our problem.
-
So I’m gonna circle
back to the farmhouse.
-
That's a waste of time. He wanted us
to find it and find him there.
-
It’s the industrial stuff
that's curious.
-
All right, I don't care what you
have to do and who you have to piss off.
-
If we have to invade
Panama again, fine.
-
Clyde is hiding those properties
for a reason. Find him.
-
Got it.
-
- Baby, you leave it cracked?
- Hmm? Yeah, I left it cracked.
-
- Night light?
- Isn’t she too old for a night light?
-
Yeah, I left a night light.
-
- Good.
- Look,
-
I told her that
that video wasn't real.
-
- Okay.
- It’s some sort of horror film-
-
something she shouldn't
be looking at anyway.
-
- Okay, good.
- She'll be okay.
-
Yeah. And you?
-
- Am I what? Okay?
- Yeah.
-
Of course.
Don't I look okay?
-
- Hmm?
- Yeah.
-
Nick is always okay.
-
Always- I’m extra good.
-
In light of Mr. Shelton's
economic means
-
and his potential flight risk,
-
the egregious nature of both
Mr. Ames's and Mr. Darby's deaths,
-
the state requests that
bail be denied, Your Honor.
-
Judge: Seeing as how you've waived
your right to counsel, Mr. Shelton,
-
do you have anything to say?
-
Mr. Shelton?
-
Do you have anything
that you'd like to say, Mr. -
-
Yes yes yes, Your Honor.
-
- Should I stand?
- Please.
-
Your Honor, I’m a law-abiding citizen.
-
I’m just a regular guy.
-
I am not a flight risk.
-
And this is my first alleged offense.
-
And the prosecution has not presented
one single piece of evidence against me.
-
Now in these circumstances,
-
unless the state has obtained
some new piece of information
-
relating to my involvement
in the matter in question,
-
then I find it highly prejudicial,
even constitutionally offensive,
-
to keep me detained without bail.
-
It’s a slippery slope,
Your Honor.
-
Haven't we seen the result
of such violations,
-
both internationally and domestically?
Case in point
-
would be Day V. McDonough,
docket #041325.
-
I am actually inclined
to agree with you, Mr. Shelton.
-
Your Honor, Mr. Shelton has
agreed to give us a full confession.
-
Has he given it, Mr. Rice?
-
No, Your Honor.
-
Well, then in my opinion,
-
the state has failed to establish
a compelling basis
-
for its motion,
and I will grant bail in the amount of-
-
Your Honor,
I would caution you not to do that.
-
( laughing )
Thank you.
-
Excuse me?
-
No, I don't think I will excuse you.
-
You see, this is what
I’m talking about.
-
You were about to let me go.
Are you kidding me?
-
This is why we're here
in the first place.
-
You think I don't remember
who you are, lady?
-
I would tread carefully, Mr. Shelton.
-
Well, how carefully
should I tread?
-
Because apparently
I just killed two people,
-
and you were about to let me
walk right out that door!
-
How misguided are you?
-
I feed you a couple of
bullshit legal precedents,
-
and there you go- you jump
on it like a bitch in heat.
-
- Folks, you all hang out-
- I’m warning you, Mr. Shelton!
-
- -in the same little club.
- You will be held in contempt!
-
And every day you let madmen
and murderers back on the street.
-
- You're too busy treating the law-
- One more time!
-
- -like it's a fucking assembly line!
- One more time.
-
- Do you have any idea what justice is?
- You are now-
-
- Whatever happened to right and wrong?
- -in contempt of court.
-
- Whatever happened to right and wrong?
- Remove this man.
-
- Whatever happened to the people?
- Bail denied!
-
- Whatever happened to justice?
- Bail denied!
-
And I bet you take it up
the fucking ass, bitch.
-
Bailiff.
-
Clyde:
Hey, see you later, Nick.
-
Nick:
Insanity?
-
That's what you're building
your defense on? Insanity?
-
Nick, I told you I would
give you a confession.
-
And I- I meant it.
-
- I saw a movie today.
- You did?
-
My daughter saw the same movie.
-
Well, you taught your daughter
about good versus evil?
-
I don't have to.
-
Well, that's what this movie was about:
good conquering evil,
-
the righteous prospering,
the wicked suffering.
-
I didn't get that.
-
I’m gonna give you
one more chance, Clyde.
-
And don't test me
'cause I will run you over.
-
Fair enough.
-
You did get me my bed.
-
A deal's a deal.
-
That was you on video
killing Clarence Darby, wasn't it?
-
Yes, that was me.
-
( sighs )
-
Okay, fair enough.
That was me, Clyde Shelton,
-
on the video,
killing Clarence Darby.
-
Not good enough, Clyde.
I need specifics.
-
I took his fingers with bolt cutters,
-
his toes with tin snips,
-
his balls with a hacksaw,
-
and his penis with a box cutter.
-
How's that for specifics?
-
And Ames?
-
Switching the canisters was easy.
Everything's automated these days,
-
so I just hacked into
the shipping company's server
-
and swapped a few numbers around
so the package came to me.
-
Then I switched
the potassium chloride
-
with something a little more...
deliberate.
-
Well, I’m tired of
hearing your bullshit.
-
I got everything I need.
-
What now?
-
I go home;
you go to prison.
-
You know, the righteous prospering,
the wicked suffering.
-
That ought to make you
feel better about the system.
-
What if I had another
confession to make?
-
Call a priest.
-
But another confession would
mean another deal, Nick,
-
so you would have to
give me something in return.
-
You ever been to Del Frisco's?
They cater.
-
So for lunch, I would love
a 20 oz. porterhouse steak,
-
medium,
maybe a little bit charred,
-
with all the trimmings-
pommes frites, asparagus, butter squash.
-
Fuck you and your pommes frites.
-
I’ll tell you what:
can I have my iPod as well?
-
I’d love a little bit
of music with my meal.
-
First rule of negotiating, Clyde:
you gotta have something to bargain with.
-
Would the life of
Bill Reynolds suffice?
-
- Open it.
- ( door buzzes )
-
Who the fuck is Bill Reynolds?
-
Darby's attorney.
-
Tell me you located him.
-
I’ve got his wife.
She reported him missing three days ago.
-
Thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.
-
Clyde: Well, looks like I’ve got
something to bargain with after all, Nick.
-
At the moment,
Bill Reynolds is still alive.
-
I’ll tell you exactly where he is.
-
Just bring me my meal and
my music at 1:00 exactly.
-
1:00 sharp.
-
1:00, Nick.
-
- That's good, right there.
- ( dog barking )
-
( indistinct police radio )
-
All right, up!
-
- It’s 12:55.
- I don't take orders from him or you.
-
And inmates don't have
access to the time.
-
- We tell them what time it is.
- I don't care if he has a Rolex or not.
-
We need to stick to the timeline
that was agreed to.
-
Fuck him, Nick.
Let him wait.
-
Christ, he sawed a guy's dick off.
-
Whether you like it or not,
we are on his time.
-
Check it again.
-
Inmate:
Are you shitting me with this?!
-
( all screaming )
-
This motherfucker!
-
( shouting )
-
Man, come on!
I’m fucking hungry!
-
Steamed asparagus,
-
- lobster macaroni and cheese...
- Wow.
-
...porterhouse steak,
seared, medium rare.
-
Mmm!
-
Hmm.
-
- Napkin, Nick.
- Napkin.
-
Oh, excuse me, waiter?
-
You might want to put 30%
down for yourself, my man.
-
- Hey, what time is it?
- It’s 1:00.
-
Is that right, Nick?
-
- It’s 1:08.
- That's disappointing, Warden.
-
I mean, how can you expect me
not to fuck with you
-
when you can't even
be honest with me?
-
Late or not, Clyde, you have what you
asked for. Now where's Reynolds?
-
Can I have some silverware,
gentlemen?
-
Silverware.
-
You get a spork.
-
Idiot.
-
Thanks.
-
Come on, Clyde.
-
Okay.
-
Here we go:
-
39N57'...
-
04",
-
075W10'22".
-
And you'd better hurry, Nick.
-
'Cause by anybody's watch but
the warden's, you're already late.
-
- Open the door!
- Inmate: Where's my lunch, motherfucker?
-
I’ll take a ground unit!
-
( jazz music playing )
-
So I suppose if I don't
share this with you, you're gonna-
-
I’m gonna get the fuck up,
-
I’m gonna cock back
my right hand,
-
and I’m gonna split your whole
fucking skull in two. How about that?
-
Well, come on over here. Join me.
There's plenty to go around.
-
Here, enjoy.
Have some pasta.
-
It’s good.
-
What about some steak?
You want steak?
-
- Mmm.
- Here, have some steak.
-
Here's a big piece for you.
-
There you go.
-
Good, huh?
-
What'd you do
to get in here, anyways?
-
I did what I had to do.
-
So you got a girl or something?
-
Mmm, it's a long story.
-
Pilot, how much longer?
-
- ETA: Two minutes.
- ( indistinct helicopter radio )
-
How about you?
You have a girl?
-
- Got a few girls back home.
- Oh, yeah?
-
- Yeah.
- ( laughs )
-
- You have a boyfriend in here or no?
- Get the fuck out of here.
-
( siren wailing )
-
This is- it's Reynolds's.
-
- Not a good sign, Nick.
- Just dig.
-
( funk music playing )
-
- Jesus Christ!
- Reynolds!
-
- He's unconscious.
- Reynolds!
-
He's gone, Nick.
He's gone.
-
- Oxygen?
- Get something to get him out!
-
Detective: He's got IV lines
going to his-
-
He's got him cuffed!
-
Nick: Listen, you got your keys
to the cuffs?
-
- Mmm!
- Mmm.
-
Shit.
-
Oh, God, I’m so happy.
-
Your lucky day, huh?
Get some food.
-
Here, wanna take a shot at this?
-
- What is it?
- Know how to use it?
-
- No.
- ( music grows louder )
-
( heavy metal blares )
-
Inmate:
Oh, shit! Check this out!
-
( all shouting )
-
He's crazy!
-
Don't stop now, partner!
-
Finish him, come on!
Take his head off!
-
- Take it off!
- ( siren wailing )
-
( heavy metal continues )
-
( inmates shouting )
-
( music continues )
-
- ( music stops )
- ( siren wails )
-
I need a shower, Warden.
-
Get him out of there!
-
Nick:
Dunnigan, what time do you have?
-
- 1:37.
- Took us roughly 15 minutes to get here.
-
Yeah?
-
Reynolds's air was rigged to
shut off at 1:15.
-
If Shelton would have got
his lunch on time, he'd still be alive.
-
Fuck this guy, Nick.
-
He wants to play games,
we can play games too.
-
We need to take the gloves off.
-
No.
-
( helicopter hovering )
-
Nick, it's Sarah.
Listen, Clyde murdered his cell-mate.
-
The warden is furious.
He's moving him to solitary.
-
That's all I know right now.
-
( door closes, keys jangle )
-
( door slides closed, locks )
-
( footsteps approach )
-
( keys jangle )
-
We found Reynolds.
-
It was too late,
from what I hear.
-
I had to call his wife and tell her
that her husband had been buried alive.
-
Justice should be harsh, Nick,
-
but especially for those
who denied it to others.
-
And your cell-mate?
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.
-
That's a pretty important principle
I’d like you start learning, Nick:
-
- keeping your word.
- Oh, really?
-
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.
-
( door slamming )
-
( footsteps recede )
-
- ( knocking )
- Hey, Nick?
-
On Clyde's real estate,
Judge Stansfield shut us down.
-
He's looking for some sort of
legal precedent that I’m not sure exists.
-
- But?
- But...
-
I think I may have found
a way around it.
-
- I’m gonna call in a favor from a friend.
- Who's your friend?
-
You don't name your friends
or they stop doing you favors.
-
Something else Cantrell said.
-
No, that was 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.
-
Clyde's government contract payments
were bothering me,
-
so I pulled some ancient strings.
We're meeting someone.
-
Who might that be?
-
Someone who does some really nasty shit
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?
-
Okay, first of all,
I was never here and we never spoke.
-
Tell us what we're dealing with.
Shelton was a spy or-
-
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.
-
Is this a hell of a fancy way
to say that he kills people?
-
We kill people.
-
He figured out how to do it
without ever being in the same room.
-
It was his gift,
and he was the best.
-
One time we're tasking
this tricky target.
-
I mean, we're using cruise missiles
and predators
-
and we even had a B-2 bomber
flatten this guy's villa with a JDAM.
-
All right? We're burning up
millions in ordnance
-
and we're getting nowhere
with this guy.
-
So we call Clyde and
we ask him to solve our problem.
-
Clyde develops a Kevlar thread
-
with a high-tech ratchet
made of carbon fiber
-
put 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're doing.
-
Nick: No, we've got him locked away,
maximum security.
-
Man: If he's in jail, it's because
he wants to be in jail.
-
He's a born tactician. Every move
that he makes, it means something.
-
That cell-mate that he killed-
you think that was random?
-
( banging )
-
No.
-
That's a pawn being
moved off the board.
-
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?
You saying 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.
-
( phone ringing )
-
- Hello?
- Sarah? Sarah, it's Nick.
-
Set up a meeting
with Judge Burch.
-
We need her to help us
keep Clyde on ice.
-
Help us with what, Nick?
The man's in prison.
-
He'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.
-
Judge Burch:
I can't supersede 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 period 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 gist of it, gentlemen?
-
( clears throat )
-
Okay. I’m game.
-
Just don't plan
on it sticking for long, all right?
-
- ( cell phone ringing )
- Wait, you're gonna take that,
-
after all the grief you've
given me over cell phones?
-
That's one of the benefits of
being a judge, Mr. Rice.
-
I can pretty much do
whatever I want.
-
- Hello?
- ( bullet zings )
-
Oh my God.
-
Nick:
Back out. Back out.
-
( door buzzes )
-
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 10 years
for vengeance, if that's what I wanted.
-
You don't think that I watch you
go to work every morning at 8:00 AM?
-
Or that I watch Kelly take Denise
to school, 8:15?
-
No, I could have slaughtered you
or your family anytime I wanted!
-
You even think about
touching my family-
-
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 that best served you, Nick-
the way that best served you.
-
- That has to change.
- What do you want, Clyde?
-
You at war with the whole world?
It’s not gonna bring anybody back.
-
No, I’m 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 else
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.
-
See, 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 still have faith in you,
so I’m gonna give you one last chance.
-
Here's the deal:
-
release me and drop
all charges by 6:00 AM.
-
- 6:00 AM, Nick.
- Or what?
-
Or I kill everyone.
-
- Hello?
- Nick: Yeah, Sarah,
-
he has to have an accomplice-
probably somebody inside the prison.
-
We have to go through all the prisoners'
files to find some sort of connection.
-
Do you want the files
brought 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 can't access anything about
specific property holdings,
-
but my friend found
this tiny loophole
-
that grants us access to
Clyde's corporate expenses.
-
Does that help?
-
So we match sales prices
of industrial properties sold in Philly
-
up against purchases made
by his corporation.
-
Okay, I got it.
-
- Hey, Nick, can I ask you something?
- Hmm?
-
Would you do it
the same way now?
-
Would you still cut
a deal for Darby?
-
This is the job, Sarah.
We have to make choices.
-
- But did you make the right choice?
- We made the right choice, right?
-
I don't know.
-
I’m 35, Nick.
-
And there are things- there are
possibilities that I’m not gonna have now.
-
And it's okay.
I know it's part of the deal.
-
And don't get me wrong.
I love working for you.
-
But I just want to make sure
I gave up those things
-
for more than just
a high conviction rate.
-
( sighs )
-
All right.
-
All right, let's just get focused here.
This guy's not God.
-
He's not the All Powerful.
He's just well-prepared.
-
We need to be equally
well-prepared.
-
Take a couple of hours, go home,
come back. We'll get a fresh start.
-
Okay?
-
Man: Come on, old man, let's see if
we can find you some breakfast.
-
Hey, Nick, get some rest.
-
Give Chester my regards.
When do I get to meet him?
-
Oh, he's not ready for that.
-
'Night, Jonas.
-
I don't know how
this one's gonna turn out, Nick.
-
We're gonna stop him.
That's how it's gonna turn out.
-
Ahh!
-
Ahh!
-
- ( car alarms going off )
- Sarah.
-
Sarah.
-
( siren wailing )
-
Female reporter: In the past 48 hours,
six officials from the Justice Department
-
have been killed in a series of vicious
and premeditated attacks.
-
This marks the first time in
the history of the United States
-
where government officials have been,
by all appearances,
-
systematically murdered.
-
We'll continue to follow this story
and bring you up-to-the-minute details...
-
Nick, I’m sorry to have to
do this now, but we've got something here.
-
Found this right outside the wall-
-
radio beacon-
-
sent an arming signal to the car bombs
when they went through the gate.
-
Dunnigan: Security said they checked
every car before anybody got in them.
-
They didn't check the gas tanks.
That's where the clever prick put 'em.
-
Real precise stuff too.
-
Could have taken out
a lot more if he wanted to.
-
- Cantrell: What about Nick's car?
- That's the weird thing.
-
It’s clean-
hadn't been touched.
-
I gotta go.
-
Woman:
Jesus Christ.
-
( inaudible talking )
-
Privacy, please.
-
So let me get this straight:
-
not only do we
know who did it,
-
we have him locked up
and he's still killing people?
-
You boys sure
fucked this one up.
-
The press is gonna kill us.
-
Can someone explain this to me?
-
We can't yet.
-
How did this get away
from you, Jonas?
-
It’s complicated, April.
-
He's very smart.
He's very angry.
-
We assume he has an accomplice
helping him on the outside.
-
I’m not having
this conversation.
-
I don't care how smart he is
or who's helping him.
-
We'll release a statement saying
we have suspects, we're following leads-
-
- nothing alarming.
- Mayor, you have my word,
-
we are gonna stop this guy.
He's not gonna hurt anybody else.
-
I’m assigning security to
each of you from now on.
-
Get this situation
under control, gentlemen.
-
No phone calls, no credit cards,
no computers- just cash.
-
Daddy, are you coming?
-
Oh, yeah, of course.
-
- Of course I am.
- You'd better, Nick.
-
- Man: We need to go!
- I love you.
-
Come on, baby.
-
- Love you, Daddy.
- Love you too.
-
- Nick, your phone lines are clear.
- Good.
-
No bugs; nothing's been tampered with.
You're good.
-
( door buzzing )
-
( gate slams )
-
You should have taken my deal.
-
That's six fucking innocent people.
Is that how you want to play it? Huh?
-
It’s okay.
It’s okay, Nick. I know you're angry.
-
That's good. That's what it takes.
That's how it has to be.
-
What if I said you was right
and I was wrong?
-
What if I had said, " Well,
let's take them to trial"? Huh?
-
Then I would say
you're making progress.
-
And we might have lost!
And Ames and Darby would both go free.
-
Don't you get that?
-
Fuck.
-
You didn't care, Nick.
You didn't even try.
-
You could have walked out of
that courtroom with your head held high.
-
I could have lived with that, Nick.
-
I keep my head up.
-
And you will end this.
-
I’m just getting warmed up.
-
This is Von Clausewitz shit-
total fucking war.
-
I’m gonna pull
the whole thing down.
-
I’m gonna bring the whole
fucking diseased, corrupt temple
-
down on your head.
-
It’s gonna be Biblical.
-
Cantrell:
Jesus, Nick, she was a good kid.
-
Did we bring this all on ourselves?
-
Absolutely not.
-
You don't actually believe that,
do you?
-
Gentlemen? Sorry,
but we need to get going
-
if we're going to make it
to the press conference.
-
- ( indistinct police radio )
- ( cars starting )
-
Man:
Everybody stay sharp.
-
We're on the move.
-
- We all right?
- Dunnigan: It’s dead.
-
Electrical system's fried.
-
Man over radio:
What's going on back there?
-
Dunnigan, tell them to
get Jonas away from here.
-
What the fuck is that?
-
Get down, get down!
-
Jonas! Jonas!
-
- Jonas! Jonas!
- No, Nick! Get back!
-
Nick:
Jonas! Get your hands off me!
-
Jonas! Get out of the car!
Jonas!
-
Get out of the car! Get off of me!
-
Dunnigan:
Please listen to me!
-
Jonas!
-
Jonas.
-
I told you to handle this.
-
You didn't.
-
Now we have a jailed psychopath
-
that's managed to bring this
entire city to its knees.
-
One of my friends
was just murdered.
-
More than one of my friends
is gone, Mayor.
-
What I should do is fire you.
-
Hmm?
Right now.
-
I resign.
-
- Is that your real answer?
- I think that's best.
-
No.
-
I’m not gonna allow that to happen.
Bring me the Bible.
-
I’m not gonna let some criminal decide
whether Philadelphia has a DA or not.
-
As of now, you're acting
District Attorney.
-
We'll have a formal
swearing in later.
-
For now this will suffice.
Stand up.
-
Put your left hand on the Bible.
Raise your right hand.
-
Repeat after me.
-
- I, Nicolas Rice...
- I, Nicolas Rice...
-
- ... do solemnly swear...
- ... do solemnly swear...
-
- ... that I will support...
- ... that I will support...
-
- ... obey...
- ... obey...
-
...and defend the Constitution
of the United States...
-
...and defend the
Constitution of the United States...
-
...and the Constitution of
the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania...
-
People aren't going to work;
kids aren't going to school.
-
They're scared,
and I don't blame them.
-
So I’m implementing the emergency
provision of the Philadelphia code.
-
We're gonna lock this city down.
-
Starting now, no one moves in
this city unrestricted.
-
I want a show of force
for the public-
-
uniforms, detectives,
12-hour shifts.
-
Put an armed cop on every corner.
-
If you have to give shotguns
to the meter maids, do it.
-
There should be no doubt
in people's minds
-
that this city is secure
and under our control.
-
Okay.
-
Okay, Clyde.
I get it.
-
Dunnigan: Listen, that contraption
that killed Cantrell,
-
it was a weaponized
bomb-disposal robot.
-
Can you believe that?
-
Damn thing had video, night vision-
you name it.
-
It’s like military API,
for Christ's sakes.
-
That's anti-tank rounds, Nick.
-
I think he's saving you for last.
-
Nick, I’m serious.
-
I appreciate the insight.
-
( alarm sounding )
-
Nick, you gotta get in front of
this guy if you want to stay alive.
-
I may have a way-
-
something a friend
is helping me out with.
-
Who's your friend?
-
A friend named Chester.
I’ll call you back.
-
Thank you, Sarah.
-
( dialing )
-
This is Nick.
Give me the real-estate listing
-
of every industrial property sold
here in the last 10 years.
-
Motherfucker.
-
You're kidding me, right?
-
You're saying Clyde
owns this place?
-
Something about it
sticks out, right?
-
Yeah.
-
( metal scraping )
-
What- are you gonna do
what I think you're gonna do?
-
- What about his civil rights?
- Fuck his civil rights.
-
( laughs )
Yes!
-
( grunting )
-
( door sliding open )
-
( bats squeak )
-
( metal clanging )
-
There's got to be
something in here.
-
Dunnigan: Yeah.
-
Remember this from
outside the house?
-
Yeah.
-
Get that right there.
-
- ( flips switch )
- ( motor humming )
-
Dunnigan:
Un-fucking-believable.
-
Look at this.
-
Nick:
Watch your step.
-
This guy tunneled into prison?
-
( train brakes screeching )
-
( flips switch )
-
Nick:
Oh, shit.
-
Dunnigan:
Fuck- Semtex.
-
Got police uniforms,
other disguises.
-
( loud rumbling )
-
Nick:
He tunneled into every cell.
-
Over here.
-
He wanted to be
transferred to solitary.
-
Surprise, motherfucker.
-
( metal clanging )
-
- He's not here!
- If he's not there, then where is he?
-
( indistinct police radio )
-
Nomos, what happened to your eye?
-
Oh, long story.
-
- ( metal detector beeping )
- Stop right there, sir.
-
Let me see your ID, please.
-
- Yeah, sure.
- Thank you.
-
Turn around, sir.
Extend your arms.
-
Something going on tonight?
-
- The mayor.
- Mmm, mayor.
-
Look at this.
-
He tapped into the prison cameras.
-
Jesus, he's got
cameras everywhere.
-
Nick:
Von Clausewitz.
-
Look at that.
-
He's at City Hall.
-
You're free to go, sir.
-
- Sorry for the inconvenience, sir.
- No, don't worry about it.
-
Better to be safe
than sorry, right?
-
Dunnigan:
Get ready to evacuate the building.
-
We'll need a tactical unit
and a bomb squad.
-
Bad idea.
Have them come in soft.
-
If Shelton spots them or
any of us, we're fucked.
-
( drill whirring )
-
Hey.
-
- Where's the tactical team?
- En route.
-
- They're coming in soft- no sirens.
- Bomb squad?
-
You're looking at it.
-
Right, okay. We take the north surge;
you take the west.
-
We'll call.
-
- Whoa whoa whoa whoa.
- IDs, please.
-
- He's the fucking DA.
- Good for him. IDs, please.
-
What's going on here tonight?
-
- Security meeting with all the brass.
- What floor?
-
6th floor- caucus room.
-
- What floor is this?
- That's the 5th floor, sir.
-
Directly below the caucus room.
-
You catch this motherfucker red-handed,
we gotta take him alive.
-
Where is he?
-
What the fuck are we looking for?
-
Wait wait wait.
-
Right there.
-
Garza: Stand back.
Don't touch anything.
-
It wasn't exactly my first instinct.
-
( indistinct police radio )
-
( rustling )
-
( drilling )
-
Can I see your ID, please?
-
All right, next car, pull forward!
-
Garza:
Malglinite.
-
That's napalm, basically.
This shit'll take out the entire floor
-
and the one above us.
-
Looks like it's - looks like it's triggered
by this cell phone here.
-
What?
So an incoming call arms it?
-
Yeah. Maybe 30 seconds
till boom time.
-
- Jesus.
- Dunnigan, what are you doing?
-
- I’m calling the mayor's security.
- We can't.
-
Clyde is watching. He sees him evacuate
and he will detonate this thing.
-
We don't tell the mayor anything.
-
So what do we do?
-
Man:
Wait a second.
-
We've got something.
-
Man over radio:
He's pulling up.
-
( presses button )
-
Thank you for coming in
on short notice.
-
Mayor:
I have one simple question.
-
Why is Clyde Shelton still in my city?
-
Now I refuse to believe
-
that one man is smarter
than Homeland Security,
-
the FBI, the sheriff's department,
or Philly PD.
-
I don't care how we do it,
-
or what kind of obscure legal
justification we have to invoke, gentlemen.
-
I don't care what laws
we have to bend.
-
I am sure that there is a provision
of the Homeland Security Act
-
that we can activate.
-
Just get him out of here
by tomorrow.
-
Nick: Clyde?
-
Nick.
-
I wasn't expecting company.
-
Yeah, I would have-
I would have cleaned up a little.
-
Never seen anybody
tunnel into prison before.
-
And the solitary confinement?
That was clever.
-
Well, that's how winners play.
-
We convince the other guy
he's making all the right moves.
-
So did you ever catch my accomplice?
-
Yeah, I did.
-
It’s the end of the road
for you now.
-
You played us, Clyde.
You played us real good.
-
Thank you.
-
You know, I’m glad you finally
get to appreciate
-
some of the effort that
I put into all of this.
-
Well, you set out to
make a point, Clyde.
-
You made it.
-
No, people still don't get it.
-
They don't appreciate what I’m trying
to say, Nick, but they will soon enough.
-
A man I cared about
once told me
-
that we can't retract
the decisions that we've made,
-
we can only affect the decisions
we're going to make from here.
-
- Are you trying to save me now, Nick?
- I’m giving you a way out.
-
Big difference.
-
Stand up for those principles
you've been preaching.
-
See, we're all held accountable, Clyde.
That includes you.
-
Why don't we do
the right thing here?
-
I’m doing the right thing, Nick.
-
You just have to see it that way.
-
By murdering all those people,
-
all you're doing is
destroying the memory of your daughter
-
and causing the same pain
that you're suffering from.
-
So what do you suggest, Nick?
Make another deal?
-
One final offer?
Is that what it is?
-
I don't make deals with
murderers anymore, Clyde.
-
You taught me that.
-
Finally.
-
Well done. Bravo.
-
Maybe I wasn't such
a bad teacher after all.
-
If you go through with this, Clyde,
it's a decision
-
you'll have to live with
for the rest of your life.
-
I’m sorry, Nick.
-
Me too.
-
( beeps )
-
- ( locking )
- Like I said, Clyde,
-
it's a decision you'll have to
live with for the rest of your life,
-
which I figure by now
is about 25 more seconds.
-
( lock rustling )
-
( phone ringing )
-
( alarm beeping )
-
( rock music playing )
-
♫ Ain't seen a night ♫
-
♫ Things work out right ♫
-
♫ Go by ♫
-
♫ Things on my mind ♫
-
♫ And I just don't have the time ♫
-
♫ And it don't seem right ♫
-
♫ Ain't seen a day ♫
-
♫ That I don't hear people say ♫
-
♫ They know they're gonna die ♫
-
♫ This may seem a little bit crazy ♫
-
♫ But I don't think you
should be so lazy ♫
-
♫ If you think
you've heard this before ♫
-
♫ Well, stick around,
I’m gonna tell you more ♫
-
♫ One just like the other ♫
-
♫ Sin's a good man's brother ♫
-
♫ But is that right? ♫
-
♫ You tell me that I don't ♫
-
♫ Then I say I won't ♫
-
♫ But then I might ♫
-
♫ You said this is the way
it's supposed to be ♫
-
♫ But it just don't seem
right to me ♫
-
♫ And that's outta sight ♫
-
♫ Some folks need an education ♫
-
♫ Don't give up
or we'll lose the nation ♫
-
♫ You say we need a revolution? ♫
-
♫ It seems to be
the only solution. ♫