Jack Reacher: Never Go Back

Pardon me, excuse me, step aside please.

Jesus Christ!

Lee's Diner.

There are four down. I'll

need two MS vehicles.

What the hell happened here?

Somebody run 'em over?

No, man.

It was a fight.

One guy took them all out in like seconds.

He's still in there.

That's him.

Turn around, mister.

Let me see your hands.

Slowly.

Military ID. Expired.

$38 bucks.

And a toothbrush.

And no home address.

In other words, homeless.

Aggravated assault is a second-degree

felony in this state, Mr...

Reacher. First name Jack. No middle name.

You're looking at 10 to 20 years, once those

boys you beat out there are fit to testify.

Process him. Get him to county.

Two things are gonna happen

in the next 90 seconds.

Excuse me?

First...

that phone over there's gonna ring.

And second...

you're gonna be wearing these cuffs

on your way to prison.

That is one magnificent prophecy,

Mr. Reacher.

That'll be a Major Turner of the 110th CID

Military Police in Alexandria, Virginia.

You and those boys out

there made a mistake,

operating on land owned by the US Army.

What are you talking about?

Kidnapping illegals.

Selling them.

MP's are on the way now.

If it were up to me, I'd just kill you.

It's just gonna keep on ringing.

Sheriff Raymond Wood.

Who the hell are you?

The guy you didn't count on.

Thank you.

United States Army 110,

Sergeant Leach.

Major Turner, please.

One moment please.

This is Turner.

Major S. Turner?

This is she.

Who am I speaking to?

Jack Reacher.

No kidding?

Well it's nice to finally speak.

Thanks for tipping us off to that sheriff.

You know, I...

I wanted to thank you for helping me.

Out of a tight spot, huh?

Isn't that what army folks

do for each other, Major?

Ex Major.

Oh, once a Major always a Major.

Where are you calling from?

Outside Independence I think.

You're not sure?

It doesn't really matter,

I move around a lot.

So I've heard.

What else have you heard?

Oh, come on, you're a legend around here.

Some folks still wonder why you left.

Let's say I...

woke up one morning and

the uniform didn't fit.

United States Army, 110, Sergeant Leach.

Jack Reacher for Major Turner.

Hold on, Major.

Reacher.

How's my office?

I'm sitting here now.

You know, there is this

big dent in the desk.

And people say you made

with someone's head.

Is that true?

It was not my finest hour.

You're not in trouble again, are you?

I'm afraid you have a way of finding it.

Or...

looking for it.

You know, I was thinking maybe I

owe you dinner for what you did.

Oh, dinner well it took you a while

to come to that conclusion.

When are you coming to DC?

I'll get there eventually.

Well then I won't hold my breath.

You're not saying anything.

I'm deciding whether I'd

like you in person.

Which way are you leaning.

On the fence.

I'm not sure you can handle me.

I'm not worried.

Oh, worry...

just a little.

Take care of yourself, Reacher.

Jack Reacher, for Major Turner.

Major Reacher.

Sergeant Leach, we've spoken on the phone.

Welcome back.

Just Reacher.

I'm a civilian now.

Yes sir.

I'll take you up.

I'm sorry, I was looking...

Come in, Major.

Sam Morgan.

Please come in.

Come in.

Have a seat.

I've heard a lot about you.

Stopping by to see Major Turner.

Oh, well, that's a problem.

Major Turner has been relieved

of her command.

I spoke with her a few days ago.

She's been arrested.

Court Martial's pending.

On what charge?

Espionage.

I'm assuming her duties

until a replacement is assigned.

Is there something I can help you with?

No. Just a personal visit.

You know each other from back

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