12回合2：重装上阵 12 Rounds: Reloaded(2013)【完整台词】

- I've been busy.

Your dad's the governor.

That's how you got off.

It's him.

Very clever, Nick.

But even when I can't see you,

the game remains the same.

- We're still here.

- This round is for Tommy.

- Hand him the phone.

- No, say what you have to say.

Hey! You hand him the phone right now

or I'm gonna start doing things

you're gonna regret.

- What?

- How you feeling, Tommy boy?

- I'm feeling peachy. How are you?

- Round eight.

You know, it's easy to become governor

when you have lots and lots of money.

Too bad you forgot

where you came from, Governor.

Oh! And, Tommy, one more thing.

We both know it's gonna be

too late for your dear old dad,

but there still might be a chance

that you can make it out of this.

Just tell me what the fuck

you're talking about.

I need you to do

exactly what I tell you to do.

Here's my cell,

so I can contact you.

Great. My wife, Sarah?

I've seen her. She's safe at home.

There's a unit watching her.

Thank God. Thank you.

I know where we have to go.

All right, listen to me, I can help you,

but I need some time.

So until we have him,

I need you to keep playing his game.

I need you to see it through, both of you.

We can't risk him realizing we're onto him.

We may only get one shot at this.

You need to run, now.

Come on!

Come on! Hey, Nick,

the street's this way.

- McKenzie, I heard a shot. Are you OK?

- It's all connected.

Malloy, the governor's abduction, his kid.

And it all has to do with a DUI

Tommy was involved in a year ago.

Come on.

All the cars in this town,

why you stealing this one?

Then I wouldn't be able to do this.

Where the hell

did you learn to do that?

I was a stupid kid once, too, Tommy.

Round eight.

What is this place?

It's my dad's old sugar refinery.

He used this money

to get into government.

Money talks, right?

There's a back way in. Come on.

Name's Patrick Heller.

Was an engineer who founded

one of those private security firms.

They handled a lot

of government contracts,

elite military training,

counter espionage, hacking.

Soon after his wife died in the accident,

Heller quit the company,

cashed in his stock options

and disappeared.

Went completely off the grid, until today.

He's been busy planning

for Tommy's release.

The kid with the bomb in his stomach...

this morning was Derek Meyers.

He was the valet at the club where

Tommy partied the night of the accident.

Geez.

Here, man, I'll get your car.

Jesus. Nothing about tonight

was random.

He planned it all.

Well, his fun's about to end.

The geeks have traced the signal

he's been tapping into.

We got an address. SWAT's en route.

We're taking Heller tonight.

I used to play here as a kid.

Hey, watch out for the floor.

It gets really slippery, all right?

- Welcome to round eight.

Dad?

Dad!

- Thomas!

- Dad!

- Dad, I'm coming!

- Tommy, no. Tommy, no!

Tommy!

They're burying him alive!

They're gonna bury him alive!

Come on, let's go!

Dad!

Thomas, help me!

- Tommy, help me!

- All right, Dad, I'm coming!

Tommy!

Oh, God! I'm cuffed to a chair!

All right, keep digging!

I'm gonna try and find a way

to shut it down. Keep digging!

I'm sorry, Dad!

Nick!

Oh, Dad! Nick!

You didn't really think it

was gonna be that easy, did you?

You've got about 90 seconds

before our dear governor meets his sweet end.

Go, go, go. Move in.

Hold, hold.

Hold up.

Freeze, police!

Show us your hands!

Oh, Nick!

Nick! Come on, please!

Nick, you got to help me!

He rigged the belt.

I couldn't shut it off!

This isn't working, Nick!

Please! Nick! Do something!

Hey, hey. I'll be right back!

I got an idea!

Hurry, Nick!

Just keep breathing, all right?

Keep breathing. I got you.

Hurry, Nick!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah!

Move in! Go, go, go!

- He's got a gun!

- Put the weapon down!

Hold your fire!

Stop! Cease fire! Stop!

Damn it! I said hold your fire!

Call the medics! Fuck!

Why? This is all my fault.

No, Dad, no, this is... my fault.

OK? You know,

I just need a second chance.

Come on.

- Yeah?

- You seem upset, Nick.

You were expecting someone else?

Shit. Gun's glued to his hands.

It's not him.

Who the hell is it?

Judge Perlmutter.

Well, it's just you and me again, pal.

No more distractions.

No more police either,

as a matter of fact.

- But, hey.

- No more police?

They went ahead and they took

care of round nine for you.

I think he's in here.

Hey, you want to punish me?

You want to punish me?

Stop hiding behind your phone like a pussy!

Come do it in person.

Nick!

Sarah!