Reacher

Previously on Reacher...

Paul Van Hoven.

- You throw down with this guy, boss? - Hoping I don't have to.

Russian gangsters.

Quinn owes them money, so they got him by the balls.

You'll get your money, don't worry.

I am not the one who needs to worry.

- They're running guns. - Question is, for who?

- What's all that on him? - Quinn's punishment.

The buyers are flying in sometime today from Yemen.

For a terrorist strike.

Simultaneously timed attacks

- in crowded areas. - Total carnage.

You got no idea how lucky you are

you have red hair.

It's the same kind you had when you were a kid.

It got damaged here, but I, uh, fixed it.

I got an idea.

I got the details from McCabe.

The buy's happening at Bullhead Salvage Yard.

We think we should bring the ATF in on this.

You will be at least 50 yards off point, in the surveillance van.

The exchange is at 9:00. I'll meet you over there.

You got somewhere more important to be?

Yeah. It's my fucking birthday.

9:00, I want you to go back up to your room here and lock the door.

- Moran, check in. - On your call.

- Martinez? - Standing by.

Quinn's gonna step out of that car, right into my crosshairs.

- Buyers are here. - What do you mean, the buyers are here?

- I'm still following them. - They're headed to Beck's house.

That's where the deal's taking place.

Quinn's not here.

It's a trap.

Reacher?

What kind of trap?

Reacher? Reacher?

Goddamn it.

Answer me.

Reacher, what kind of trap?

Got to go, Neagley.

It's an ambush!

Drive, Villy!

Watch your backs and move in!

Go, go, go!

Get in there! Hurry!

Oh, shit.

Shit! Shit!

You go east.

- Just be safe, okay? - How?

I don't know, just do it.

I thought I benched you.

Shit.

Wonder what I'd find if I looked under this trailer.

A fucking rat.

Get out here.

Reacher, you good?

Listen, I didn't know this was gonna happen like this.

Quinn set me up, too.

Deal's going down at your party.

What about Richard?

They'll use him as a hostage, if need be.

If not...

They'll fucking kill him.

Is Teresa at the house?

They brought her in before the party.

She was like a zombie. I think they drugged her.

Where'd they put her?

Upstairs somewhere, I didn't see.

Delete.

Now type this.

About time. Where are we at?

Everyone but the three of us,

Beck and one of Quinn's guys are dead.

- ATF agents? - Everyone.

Quinn set Beck up to take the fall for the ambush,

make it look like he got killed in the cross fire.

So, he knew Beck was helping us.

Or maybe that was always the plan.

Burn it down, disappear with his millions, resurface somewhere else.

Takes over another operation, he's back in business.

- He's done it before. - He's still got to pay off

the Russians before he runs.

Neagley, status by you?

No one's left since the buyers got here, so the deal's not made yet.

How are we gonna get in?

Could snipe Paulie.

Gunfire will raise the alarm at the house.

Quinn's men were supposed to bring the trucks back

to transport the weapons to wherever the buyers wanted 'em.

I say we return the trucks.

Local cops for backup?

County PD's 40 minutes away. We can't wait that long.

We do this ourselves.

Sneak in, get Richard and Teresa,

stop the buyers from getting away with the weapons.

Then I'll deal with Quinn.

What about the gatekeeper?

We're gonna knock him off the Empire State Building with some biplanes?

'Cause shit, Reacher.

Leave him for me.

I owe him.

Who's driving the other truck?

Villanueva. Barely.

Yeah, he's really grinding those gears.

Only choice I had.

I killed the other driver.

Okay.

I thought you said you knew how to drive this thing.

I said my uncle was a truck driver and I went on the road with him sometimes.

Shit, I'll be glad to be rid of you when this is over.

You're Maureen's problem soon.

Love you, kid.

Love you, too, old man.

Gentlemen. So glad you could make it to the party.

Of course.

We're among some of the mid-Atlantic region's

most powerful businesspersons and players.

The champagne is incomparable and the lobster, the best in the world.

And while on the topic of indulging in pleasures,

by way of apology for our shipping delays

and as a token of our appreciation for our relationship--

now and in the future--

I would like to offer you a gift.

- For you. - Beautiful.

Hair like fire.

She's all yours.

I'll have my men load your cargo from the barn

while you spend some time with this lovely woman.

So, if you'd like to step outside to take a look at your merchandise

to make sure it meets your approval,

we can conclude our transaction and move on to other pursuits.

You Americans,

always prioritizing business.

Business will come.

First, some music, some drinks.

Then it will be time for pleasure.

And then we will conduct our business.

When you're ready.

She's upstairs. Third bedroom on the right.

You so much as look at Paulie, it'll be the last thing you do.

Showtime.

Pull it down low and try to drive like you know what you're doing.

What do we do with him?

We leave him behind, he narcs on us in five minutes.

You better hope I can find some rope in here.

Richard's right inside there.

Hey.

If you're thinking of doing anything, I will stab you in the ass right here.

You want to test me?

I don't want anything happening to your kid,

but not at the expense of my C.I.

So, we follow Reacher's lead and hopefully we all walk out of here.

She means it. She'll stab you right in the shitter.

Hey!

Trouble.

You were supposed to park at the other side of the carriage house.

We can't shoot him. They'll hear inside.

- Hey. - Tell the driver

to apologize and say we'll move the trucks.

Little late for that.

Are you kidding me?

Couldn't find any rope.

- Okay, what do we do now? - I'll take care of Paulie.

The rest of you, get in the house, find Richard and Teresa.

Copy. Let's go.

What are you, deaf?

Move the truck.

Come on.

To the other side.

We can get in through the basement.

Follow me.

Moron, I'm talking to you.

What the hell?

I'll find Quinn, keep an eye on him, so we know when the deal goes down.

He put a hit on you. You don't think he knows what you look like?

A farmed-out hit based on farmed-out research?

He might, but I doubt it.

- And if you're wrong? - We'll know soon enough.

What are the caterers wearing?

White shirt, black pants, vests,

- black bow tie. - Shirt like yours?

- More like his. - Gimme.

Your vest and tie. Hurry.

So, we got 20,000 square foot of house up there.

Finding Teresa could take a minute.

She's probably in the east wing of the house,

- away from the party. - And the door's probably locked.

Kicking it in will draw attention.

There's no need to. Here.

Skeleton key.

It opens every single door inside the house.

You find the girl, I'll get Richard.

Negative. Quinn set you up

to be killed in a salvage yard.

He sees you, it's over,

and your son's as good as dead.

- I'll get him. - He's my son.

You want to up the chances he lives?

Stay down here and let this guy do his job.