12 Rounds Page #2
I'm just saying, you know, you move in
with the lady, the ring usually comes next.
Bro, it's been two weeks.
- And?
- Yeah, you've lived with, like, 14 different girls.
Why, yes, I did. But I'm sexier than you.
[Laughing]
I mean, if a freakishly large man
such as yourself...
is gonna keep a fine woman like Molly,
you're gonna have to put her in cuffs.
E.T.A:
two minutes.Cameras are up inside the wharf.
[Miles On Radio]
Punctual, Sam. I like that.
- We got audio now. Reading five by five.
- Okay, we're in first position.
All teams, on my mark.
We get Miles to lead us to the location
of the guns, we proceed with extract.
Okay, so... this is how
You give me the briefcase...
I give you the P.D.A.
with the coordinates to the weapons.
- It's all very simple.
- No.
I can't do this.
Don't you do this, you son of a b*tch.
You can't do what?
- [Static Crackling]
- I set you up.
[Beeping]
The F.B.I. knows you're here.
They're watching us right now.
They-They know you're here.
And now I'm never gonna
see my brother again.
Half an hour, Lake Pontchartrain Causeway.
You bring me my brother,
I'll bring you Miles.
That is, of course,
if he makes it that long.
[Gunshot]
- Holy sh*t.
- Hey, let's move.
Get me an outside feed.
Give me the outside feeds!
You got it.
Sir, we need to stop 'em
before they get to the bridge.
Get me a 20 on Joshua.
- Samuel is gonna try to get his brother.
- You want to make a deal?
Ray, pick up the phone!
The F.B.I. told us exactly where
they were positioned. Go around.
Okay.
You all right?
It's gonna bruise like a b*tch.
You're lucky I didn't aim any lower.
Man, it's just like those pansy-ass feds.
I mean, they call us, we jump right away.
We call them, city's under seven feet of water-
Hey, five days. Take it easy.
Those guys skin my ass, Danny,
they really do.
Look at this guy-
arms trafficking, espionage, murder.
Hell, he even sold two dirty bombs
in Paris last year.
Interpol says he's got
two more on the market.
Like the city needs more to deal with?
I mean, really, why can't they take that crap
someplace else- Kansas, Iowa?
- Helsinki.
- [Laughs]
[Dispatcher] All units, we're at black.
F.B.I. requests assistance.
Sending target information.
Eight male suspects, three vehicles
heading to Lake Pontchartrain Causeway.
- Sounds like the feds dropped the ball again.
- Surprised?
[Siren Wailing]
Someone broke into the safe house.
They took Joshua and killed our agents.
- He did it again.
- How do you want to proceed with the convoy?
Well, take 'em!
Take 'em.
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