12 Rounds 3: Lockdown

Nice place you got here.

Burke?

Relax.

I'm going to level with you. Hell of a day I've had.

Thirsty work.

Yeah, drinks, of course.

No. No. Just water.

On duty.

You know, looking around this place, it seems like you've been holding out on me.

My bad.

Why are you here, Burke?

Now, see that...

Straight to the point.

Cut through all the crap.

This man is smart enough to know that this is not a social visit.

This is business.

We've an arrangement, Burke.

That's proved beneficial to us both.

Yes. We did have an arrangement.

I'm afraid I'm not following.

You know, for a smart guy, George, you're pretty stupid.

Do you know what this means?

It means I make my own rules.

Now I want you to think about that when I ask you my next question.

Where are the files?

Files?

What are you talking about?

Ask yourself... How useful are those files going to be if you're dead?

And answer the question.

I don't know anything about any files.

Still foggy?

Wait, wait, wait! Wait.

The laptop.

In the safe.

Where?

In the study,

6-21-44.

I wasn't going to do anything with it.

And the back-ups?

There are none.

Search the place.

Your gun.

Where is it?

The top drawer. Next to the stove.

You just shot at a police officer.

No.

No,no,no.

Well, it's going to be another hot one out there, folks, with a high of 92.

Get you sunscreen on.

Thanks, Diane.

In local news, a drug bust last night carried out by Detective Tyler Burke

claimed the life of George Freemont, a man with alleged links to organized crime.

This was the conclusion

to an ongoing investigation headed up by Detective Burke

that was part of a major crackdown

on the distribution of illegal narcotics in the area.

In a press conference, Police Chief Keppier praised his department for their swift action.

Shaw. Hold up.

Just the person I wanted to see.

What'd I miss?

A pile of paperwork. This big.

Of course. Now I'm regretting Dr. Gardener ending my sessions.

Well, it's good having you back.

Yeah?

Pity no one else feels the same.

Nobody is blaming you for what happened.

Look. I don't want you to feel like you're rushing back.

You're a good cop, but you took a bullet.

You need more time, you take it.

There's rushing back, and there's standing still.

I've done that for too long.

If you need anything, my office, third floor.

It's practically where I live these days.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey.

I think this belongs to you.

Thanks.

Officer Jenny Taylor, just out of the academy.

Shaw.

Yeah, you used to be Burke's partner, right?

Yeah, a long time ago.

Back before he got a cop killed, that is. How was your vacation anyway?

The psychiatrist's couch gets a little uncomfortable.

Yeah. I bet.

Maybe try not to get anyone killed this time.

All right. All right. All right. Calm down. Calm down.

I just did what any of you would've done. Well, almost any of you.

I'm just glad scum like George Freemont is off the streets.

Makes the city safer for all of us.

Unload your firearms.

Statistically, most shootings take place under 12 feet.

I'm sure you'll manage to hit the target at that distance.

I'll bear that in mind.

Jesus,John!

No wonder you can't hit anything.

What's wrong with the Sig?

Forty caliber.

- Takes 12 rounds, right? -That's right.

A cop's choice in gun says a lot about the cop.

Give it a try.

I'm good.

You have no idea what you can do.

A .45 Kimber.

For the shooter who wants every round to count.

As far from department issue as you can get.

I heard it came in real handy in the Freemont shooting last night.

You never did like the way I do things.

There's a right way and a wrong way.

Let's face it. You were never necessarily afraid to break a few rules.

Whatever it takes.

Sorry to hear about the rookie.

Nice guy, from what I'd heard.

Ray?

Yeah, he was.

At least it was quick. Head shot, right?

Good to hear they cleared you.

Yeah.

Kick ass on your first day back.

What is that?

About 20 bucks from Best Buy.

It's a flash drive disguised as a credit card.

Bag it and tag it. Might be something on it.

We need to get it to the precinct and logged into evidence.

Anyone for coffee?

Okay.

_Hey.- _Hey.-

What you got there?

Just came up from county morgue from Burke's bust.

Easy to miss, I guess. Looks like a real credit card, right?

Flash drive?

Yeah.

Anyway, I got to get it in to evidence.

See ya.

I'm just signing this in.

Well...

There you go.

Did you contact Detective Burke on this?

No. He's out.

Yeah. You might want to give him a heads up.

- Okay- -Okay-

Good.

Let's face it. You were never necessarily afraid to break a few rules.

Whatever it takes.

What?

Detective Burke?

I thought you should know that a piece of evidence

concerning the George Freemont case has arrived at the precinct.

What evidence?

I need to sign out some evidence that was brought down here.

You know the drill.

I do.

Harris, round up the boys and meet me at the precinct.

Here you go.

Thanks.

What's up?

Evidence concerning George Freemont.

Where are the others?

They're on their way. I thought we dealt with them.

Not well enough.

What's going on?

Go to the evidence lock-up. Get whatever was brought in.

All right.

George. This is my operation now.

Your operation?

Precisely.

I supply the narcotics... You move them.

I take the profits and you get whatever cut I deem you're worth.

Taylor, you know where Captain Matthews is?

She was in her office 20 minutes ago.

Going our way?

Coffee run.

Machine's out in the bullpen.

'Cause all you desk jockeys do is drink it all clay.

Thought you boys left for the day.

Something came up.

After you.

Hi.

We need the evidence dropped off from the Freemont case.

It's popular tonight.

Say again?

Yeah, Detective Shaw just picked it up 10 minutes ago.

I got it.

You know, these things are dangerous. Especially where my wife is concerned.

Thanks.

Have a good one.

What is it?

A flash drive that looks like a credit card. Shaw already signed it out.

- Damn it! -What?

Shaw's got the evidence.

That credit card? It's a damn flash drive.

Find him.

I'm in the security hub.

Got him. Third floor.

- Son of a... -Shit.

He gets out of here with that card, it's over for us.

- Yeah? -Meeks.

Take Saul and Gideon and man the exits.

Make sure Shaw doesn't leave with everyone else.

Why would everyone be leaving?