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Are you sure this place is secure?

We'll have to keep moving, but for now, yes. The only thing that might give us away is this clown show of yours shambling onto my driveway.

I wouldn't be here if this was just a phone call.

You know, sometimes it feels like the justice system just doesn't work anymore.

Everyone always recording on their phone all the time. It's like you can't even...

Do your job anymore.

I just got off the phone with Butcher and I think something might be wrong. Like really, really wrong.

What would make you think that?

He was nice and... called me his canary.

Tell me everything he said.

I got your voice mail.

Oh, God. Can we just chalk that up to a drunk dial?

Why hasn't he called?

Who cares?

He could be dead.

No, he's too much of an asshole to die.

We were supposed to go on a date. Not a date, just, she asked me if I wanted to ask her for her number, and then we just kind of platonically exchanged information, but the word 'date' was never mentioned.

Call her back right now. You're fucking going.

As a rule, I don't usually go out after a gory massacre.

Do I call you or do I just commit a crime?

Probably committing a crime would get me to you quicker.

So I was a little surprised you asked Cristy for my number.

Why is that?

Aren't you married?

Well... Yeah, but what? Married people can't have friends?

We're gonna be friends?

Yeah. You don't want to be my friend?

We're not gonna be friends.

You know, when I gave you my number, I was hoping you'd call. But not under these circumstances.

What circumstances? Me being alive?

Don't take it personally. lt's just business.

Driver's license.

What driver's license?

Thumb. Cell phone number. The print is for Campos. The number is for me.

I'm glad you're here, Bella. Maybe we can get a break from Jake's obsessive inner monologue.

I wish Bella would call.

I wish Bella wouldn't call.

Maybe I should call Bella.

Maybe I should call Bella and hang up.

Alright, you can shut up now.

I don't really wanna talk to Nick Fury.

Answer the phone.

Why?

Because if you don't talk to him, then I have to talk. I don't wanna talk to him.

Why don't you wanna talk to him?

Because I'm scared. Just answer the phone.

[Peter declines Fury's call]

You sent Nick Fury to voicemail? You don't send Nick Fury to voicemail.

Two things are gonna happen in the next 90 seconds.

Excuse me?

First, that phone over there is gonna ring.

[Sheriff looks at pay-phone]

And second... You're gonna be wearing these cuffs on your way to prison.

Well, that is one magnificent prophecy, Mr. Reacher.

[the phone starts ringing]

Now, this is how it's gonna work. You're gonna give me the address and I'll be along when I am damn good and ready. If she doesn't answer the phone when I call this number, if I even think you've hurt her, I disappear. And if you're smart, that scares you, because I'm in your blind spot and I have nothing better to do.

She's on the phone now? Charlie, you've got to break up with her.

I can do that?