12 Rounds: Reloaded Page #3

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In fact, let me add

a little incentive for you.

Sh*t. Sh*t.

Round three.

- You're going the wrong way, Nick.

- Shut up!

It looks to me like you're headed for home.

You think you can get there before me?

I can damn try.

Hey, stop it!

You think I didn't plan for this?

Nick, you turn that car around right now,

or I'm gonna detonate the bomb

that you activated

when you started the engine!

Bullshit.

Try me!

Get out of the street, you idiot!

You get back in that f***ing car right now!

You want this bomb delivered,

you're gonna have to do it yourself.

You turn that f***ing car around,

or I swear to God,

I will blow that car up right now!

You wouldn't like that now,

would you, pal'?

You want to die today? What would happen

to your dear, sweet Sarah then?

She'd have nobody to protect her.

Listen to me.

If you complete the round in time,

I will deactivate the bomb!

And I'm just supposed to believe that?

Nick, if I wanted you dead,

don't you think I could have done it

the second you turned the key?

How do I know you won't kill her?

Because if I did that, you wouldn't have

any reason to play, now, would you?

Decide.

You have ten seconds.

Move it.

Move!

All right, I'm here. Disarm the bomb.

Disarm it, God damn it!

Wow. Nicely done, Nick.

Though I don't think you're

making too many friends today.

Who needs friends when I have you?

In one of the rooms of this hotel,

you will find something that will give

you all the answers that you need.

Of course, you have

to ask the right questions.

Which room?

Come on, Nick. That would make it too easy.

Hey, you better hurry.

Round four has already started.

Which room? Which room?

Round four. Which room?

What's up?

Welcome to the Fortune Palace.

How can I help you?

- Oh, sh*t! Did someone OD?

- No, no, no. No one OD'd.

- Thank God.

- I'm looking for a room.

You're in luck.

We have those here.

I'm not sure which room I'm looking for,

exactly. Something on the fourth oor?

F***. Come on, man.

Sorry, all ocupado.

- All of them?

- Yes.

Listen, it's real important I find out

who's in those rooms on the fourth floor.

- I'm looking for someone.

- Aren't we all.

- Try Match.com.

- Lives are at stake here.

- Call the police.

- I can't do that.

I can't help you.

Have a nice night.

Listen, man, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Keep pressure on it,

it'll stop bleeding in a few minutes.

Work in a grid!

What's the urgency?

You know I'm swamped

with the governor's case.

Well, I thought it was fairly important.

Uh... Paramedic's name is Jay Thompson.

Still unconscious.

Second-degree burns

and a pretty bad concussion from the blast.

Seriously?

You called me here for this?

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