Jack finally faced the first killer and threw the gun away, and then had a fair fight with his opponent. Did he count that this was the last person to take the gun?
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Without rigorous logical reasoning, Holmes became a great jumper.
Crystal 2022-03-18 09:01:02
The seemingly rigorous logical reasoning is actually full of loopholes. For example, in the scene where 5 people were shot and killed, the position of the bullet can be judged based on simple ballistic detection, and the position of the sniper’s fake scene (parking building) and real scene (bridge) The difference can be 90 degrees, the police actually believe it, and the brain is flooded?
Jack finally faced the first killer and threw the gun away, and then had a fair fight with his opponent. Did he count that this was the last person to take the gun?
Jack finally faced the first killer and threw the gun away, and then had a fair fight with his opponent. Did he count that this was the last person to take the gun?
Extended Reading
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Bernardo 2021-10-20 19:02:03
I thought it was a bang, bang, bang, but the plot was quite tortuous. The accent is very full, but the sense of humor is very cute, and I am poked by the cuteness of this conflict. The final battle strategy is correct, the operation is realistic, the hooligan fist (?) is not good-looking but very restorative. PS: Brother Tom’s muscles seem to be out of order
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Chelsey 2022-03-23 09:01:21
The half-hour illogical story was stretched to two hours to show the personal charm of the silly girl and the handsome guy. The only car chase scene that can be seen is not finished. The king of play.
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[Helen answers her phone while her father and Emerson are in the room]
Helen: This is Helen.
Jack Reacher: [on the other end] I'm guessing the police are there?
Helen: [quietly angry] Yep.
Jack Reacher: By your response, I'm guessing I have about 30 seconds before you hand them the phone.
Helen: If that.
Jack Reacher: If you believe someone could frame Barr, you have to believe they could do the same to me.
Helen: I suppose that's possible.
Jack Reacher: She was a sweet kid, Helen. And they killed her because of me. They want me to run. But I won't. I'm gonna finish this.
Helen: No, that's not a good idea.
Jack Reacher: Listen, two things. One, I... I stole your car.
[Helen makes a "Seriously?" face]
Jack Reacher: If you want to end this, just hang up the phone and report it missing. And I'll understand.
Helen: And anything else?
Jack Reacher: I thought I'd be pushing it if I mentioned this earlier. Now I guess all bets are off. You need to watch what you say to Emerson and your father. I think one of them might be in on it.
[Emerson and Helen's father both now realize Helen's been on the phone for a while]
Helen: [trying to end the call] All right. Thanks for calling. I have to go.
Jack Reacher: Wait. I've been followed from day one. Only three people knew I was here. Emerson, your father and you. You need to ask yourself, "Who has the most to lose if we clear Barr?" Who tried to warn you off me? Of course, I could be wrong. If you think I am, just hand over the phone. There's no sense in getting any deeper.
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[Reacher arrives at the gun range that Barr and Jeb would use and walks in. He looks at the targets hung up on the wall with almost precision accuracy]
Jack Reacher: [to the man behind the counter] You got some fine shooters here.
Cash: Fine as frog's hair. Rarer, too. Because most of them fellas out there can't shoot worth a damn. You ask them to put three rounds in the black, well... they'll suck it.
Jack Reacher: I'm looking for the owner.
Cash: That'd be me. Martin Cash.
Jack Reacher: [sticks his hand out to shake] Aaron Ward.
Cash: What can I do for you, Mr. Ward?
[stops, not sure he's heard correctly]
Cash: Ward?
Jack Reacher: Yeah, I'm looking for a friend of mine. We served in Iraq. The guy just dropped off the grid, you know?
Cash: It happens. Yep.
Jack Reacher: Yeah. Anyway, he was a shooter. Last I heard, he lived around here somewhere and I...
Cash: When did he get out of the Army?
Jack Reacher: [smiles] Well, I didn't say the Army.
Cash: Well, you said you served with him. You're no jarhead. Man on a flying horse could see that.
Jack Reacher: Well, my father was in the Corps, if that helps.
Cash: Well, that makes you half-human anyway. Your friend got a name?
Jack Reacher: James Barr.
Cash: James Barr.
[feigns innocence]
Cash: Never heard of him.
Jack Reacher: I think you have. I think you've been dreading the moment some cop comes in here asking after him. Because it's for sure some soccer mom around here is more worried about your range than the swimming pool in her backyard or the drain cleaner under her sink. Wouldn't matter to her if Barr did his killings 100 miles away, only that he came here to rehearse. She'd have a case to shut you down and nothing better to do.
Cash: What do you want?
Jack Reacher: I want to know who Barr's friends were.
[in response, Cash finishes assembling a weapon pointedly]
Cash: [sternly] Those boys out there, they're mighty touchy when it comes to their Constitutional rights. Suppose I tell them a cop is in here asking after my members?
Jack Reacher: I'm not a cop.
Cash: What are you?
Jack Reacher: I work for Barr's attorney. We have reason to believe he's innocent.
Cash: The hell you say.
Jack Reacher: Be that as it may, I'm the only one who's bothered to track him this far. You help me out and I'll be in your debt.
Cash: And if I don't?
Jack Reacher: [heading towards the door] Maybe you can coach soccer.
Cash: You put three in the center and maybe we'll talk.
Jack Reacher: Can I have a few to warm up?
[in addition to the three bullets he's already pulled out, Cash adds one single bullet - Reacher's sole mulligan]