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Previously, on Renegade.

Hold on, I'm here.

What you know about Dixon?

He's just a tip of a real bad iceberg.

Think Dutch is gonna burn me?

Six killer by the story?

Don't get crazy, please!

You know, this man has been haunting my every waking moment for the past two

years. Look at this.

Five -figure reward. Welcome to hunt season.

Howdy, neighbor.

Pull over!

Do it now!

The game's over, Dutch.

So long.

Reigns, look.

For the love of God, will you just listen? Will you listen? I don't give a

I know you have evidence that can clear me.

Bickford told us before you shot him.

You can keep yourself alive a little bit longer if you dig it up.

And give me something I can use to clear my name.

I'm gonna pay you back.

Not for a while, is my guess.

Inside.

So the whole thing is all set up. You and I have an appointment. I've been

waiting two years to keep.

End of the line.

I always knew it would come down to this, Dutch.

How'd it happen? Kiss off.

Hit him with a tracker.

I said he's here.

We'll get him.

Reno Raines, you're under arrest for the murder of Sergeant Buzzy Burrell.

He was a cop and good at his job, but he committed the ultimate sin and

testified against other cops gone bad.

Cops that tried to kill him, but got the woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the badlands.

An outlaw hunting outlaws. A bounty hunter.

A renegade.

I'm R .W. Thackery. You must be Robert Fitzkiller.

Where have you been? The thing starts in ten minutes. Did you get my standard

contract? Well, yes, I did. I didn't have a chance to take a look at it, but

sure everything's fine. Everything's okay. Your office was widely retained

morning. That's why I showed up. Now, here's the deal.

I have a lawyer -client confidentiality with Mr. Raines. Just because you're

buying the dinner doesn't mean you get to sit at the table. Understood? Ms.

Thackery. Thack.

All right, Thack.

You're a powerhouse attorney.

I understand.

I'm not here to backseat drive, but I'm no little beaver. I'm here to help you

get him off.

Let's not set our sights too high with your six -killer.

If I can keep Reno Rain from taking 2 ,000 volts of Edison medicine, then I'll

feel like I earned my money. Well, I'm hoping for a little more from you.

And I do know my way through the legal system, so... It's my thing. I'll

watch on the inside later.

R .W. Thackeray.

She is the best.

Six killers not messing around.

So, Bobby, any of this stuff made in Taiwan?

Sounds like you're gloating, Dutch.

You know what bothers me is I never could get you for harboring a fugitive,

we're still in early innings and I might get lucky.

Yeah, we may get unlucky.

I know you're behind the murder of Buzzy Burrell.

We're going to prove it.

He's bound to bring that up in open court.

Could get people asking questions.

Yeah, except this thing isn't going to go to trial.

So what do I call you, R .W. or Zachary? Suit yourself.

Hey, why don't you sign both of these and initial on the two circle places so

get your book and seat information in front of me.

Assignment of literary and film rights?

What are we making, a movie?

Mr. Raines, I assume you know who I am. Oh, yeah.

You represented Anton Deleveux.

I arrested him when I was still on the force.

I don't remember you.

Maybe because both my attitude and my hair were neatly trimmed.

Would you sign the sheets, please?

We're not going to get along too well, are we, Miss Thackeray?

Well, now, that depends if you're looking for friendship or

I'm not looking for quite this much attitude.

Sign the papers, Reno.

Believe me, you're giving away something you can't use unless I get you off,

which is about as remote as Russian poetry.

Trying to keep them in my spirits, huh? I'm going to try and pump some smoke

into this circus. Maybe confuse the evidence. Get a hung jury.

Don't you even want to know if I did it? Sure.

I'm innocent.

I was framed.

Glad we got that surprising revelation out of the way.

Ms. Thackeray, you're about one sharp remark away from being dismissed as my

attorney. If you're looking for a cheerleader, I'm not interested.

I didn't do it. Let's not brush past that, okay?

It's not important how I feel about your guilt or innocence.

What's important is how I make the jury feel.

Now, I want to represent you, but it's your choice. Any questions?

What does RW stand for?

My parents were flower children. It stands for rainwater.

But keep it to yourself. I'm not nuts about it. So if we can continue, I would

like to get your statement leading up to the death of Buzzy Burrell.

How in the hell are we going to kill Reno Raines?

Don't shake us down, Andy.

This guy has a lot of TV heat. It's not like capping some character from the

projects. Let's not forget that file I got on you, Andy.

You've been doing business in there for a long time. You get cocky, a lot of

nasty stuff goes to the prosecutor.

It's going to have to look like a fight.

Okay, I'll double the rate. But it's got to happen before court tomorrow.

Well, what do you think?

We own this guy.

I got him. Go and get some coffee, London.

Stan, thank God you still work here. I got a bad feeling.

There's a buzz you're going to get hit tonight.

But I got a place they can't get you.

Open C6.

Welcome to the Nutcracker suite.

It's for psychos and detox cases.

Nobody's going to do nothing. Would you want candy camera?

You don't want to go to breakfast tomorrow. They probably got a party

there if they miss you tonight.

Complain of stomach cramps. They'll take you to the hospital upstairs.

We'll figure something else out for later, huh? Thanks, Dan.

I really owe you.

I don't usually conduct my legal conferences on beds.

Very kinky.

We've even got handcuffs.

You should do that more.

What? Smile.

I want to go over some pre -trial motions first, and then we have to work

plausible alternative theory on who killed Sergeant Burrell.

Miss Thackeray, I'm having a little problem with my accommodations.

My cellmates are trying to kill me.

Now. I've got some old friends in here, cops I used to ride with. They kept me

alive last night, but it won't last.

Okay, we'll get you some police protection.

Well, here's your ultimate theory.

Lieutenant Dixon was leading that squad of crooked cops I was sent in to

uncover.

He killed Sergeant Buzzy Burrell to keep him from cutting a deal with me and

becoming a state witness.

So, cops won't protect me. It's cops that are trying to kill me. Okay, how

this?

We announce to the press that your life is in danger.

We implicate Lieutenant Dixon, slightly, saying that more will come out during

the trial about his motive.

That way he can't kill you without making himself look guilty.

Very smooth, Counselor.

We'll have to put it in the movie.

I'll settle for the six o 'clock news.

I'm calling on Chief Hanson to guarantee my client's safety while inside city

jail. Are you saying his life is in danger there because he was a police

officer? I wish it were that easy.

There are some people in the Bay City Police Department who don't want the

to hear what Reno Raines has to say. What people in the police department?

Looking for me, Chief? Perhaps you should ask Lieutenant Don Dixon. And

all I intend to say at this time.

What's she talking about?

Oh, Raines, he's dirty as a public toilet.

He killed Burrell. Now he's pointing the finger at me. Accuse the accuser. It's

biblical. Okay, Dutch.

Hear me good.

If we lose him in there, if he slips and falls off a second -story tier, or ends

up with a dinner fork in his back, I'm coming looking for you and your badge.

How am I supposed to protect him, huh?

Copping the joint's got almost no chance anyway. Figure something out.

Yeah.

Come on.

Warden says you've got to get something to eat.

I'm hungry.

Come on, Fred. Let's go.

Move it.

I said move it! Get your hands off me!

Don't hurt him. It's off.

You say you're innocent.

That's right.

Then prove it.

How? Take a lie detector test. Not admissible.

They're psychologically valuable.

If you pass, we go on the news with it. It'll worry the DA and make him wonder

if he's got a solid case.

You don't want to, I understand.

Okay.

Say I pass this lie detector test.

Will you finally believe I'm innocent?

It doesn't matter if I believe you.

It does to me.

No, no, that's okay.

Oh, I really appreciate you guys checking the book and cheap belt.

Yeah. Listen, if there's anything else that I need, I'll give you guys a call

back later, all right?

Okay, thanks. Bye.

You got anything?

Nope.

According to this, Hound Adams was never even on the planet.

Amped out rock and roll cowboy training sparks, and we can't find him.

Bobby, if we do find him...

How are we going to get him to give up that tape of his brother Hogg saying

Dixon killed Burrell?

Well, it's easy, sis. There's two ways.

I can buy it from him or, my personal favorite, I can beat it out of him.

I mean,

he wasn't abducted by aliens or anything like that. He's got to be dragging a

foot somewhere.

Rock and roll cowboy, that's what you called him?

Yeah, it's just an expression, sis.

Remember his apartment in Bay City where he and Darlene were shacked at?

Uh -huh.

Well, there were copies of Downbeat magazine all over the place.

Great. Let's ship with Downbeat Magazine and see if we can get an address.

Well, I already did that yesterday.

He's not a subscriber.

Sis, what are you bringing this stuff up for, then? Well, he's not a subscriber,

but he is a reader.

And I was thinking, take out a full -page ad, offer him some money to

him.

You were at the Surf and Fan Motel that night at 8 o 'clock?

Yes.

Did you see Hogg Adams?

Yes, I did.

Your statement says that he came through the door, Shot your fiancée, Valerie

Prentiss.

Yeah.

Did you return fire?

Yeah.

But not right away. I tried to cover her with my body.

But it was too late.

Later that night, did you shoot and kill Buzzy Burrell?

I never saw Sergeant Burrell that night.

Anything else, Counselor?

No, that's it.

Good test.

All the levels are flat, unequivocal.

No lies.

I'll find it and get you a copy.

I'm going to get this on the early news.

You know, it is possible to beat those machines.

Of course I know that. But I believe you. And I'm happy you passed.

I thought it wasn't important to you whether I was innocent.

You know, most of my clients lie to me.

I don't let it upset me because it isn't my job to be their friend, only their

advocate.

But that doesn't mean I don't enjoy occasionally fighting for a cause that's

just. Oh, thank you.

Outside of Bobby and Shy, not many people have believed me.

Glad you're doing this.

In a surprise move, R .W. Thackeray, defense attorney in the Reno Raines

case, has just requested an early trial date, a strategy suggesting the defense

has evidence that Raines was innocent.

You're pleading innocent, but yet your flight to avoid prosecution would seem

be an indication of guilt. I ran because I was unable to prove my innocence from

a jail cell.

Mr. Raines has passed a lie detector test administered at the jail by county

technicians. In this test, among other things, he has stated that Donald Dixon

was guilty of criminal acts and was about to be arrested.

It was Lieutenant Dixon who framed him to keep from being arrested himself.

What an absurd piece of fiction.

And of course you have no evidence to support it.

I'll have the complete results of Reno's polygraph test made available this

evening. Results of mine are available right now.

Your polygraph?

That's right. When I heard Raines had submitted one, I thought maybe I'd

get one done myself.

Who administered it?

Dale Hatch, the DA's polygraph operator.

I have the results right here. It states I had no involvement in any criminal

activity or in the death of Sergeant Burrell. Excuse me.

So how'd you pull it off?

Well, Dale Hatch may be the DA's polygraph operator, but he's got a big

substance abuse problem, so I traded him a clean polygraph for a clean urine

analysis. Not bad.

We've got to keep the brains from talking.

We're going to shut him up.

After what the chief told you, we can't kill him.

Yeah, we can kill him.

We've just got to get somebody who doesn't mind being charged with murder.

the mess you've been making of your life, son.

I ain't your son, white piece of pork of vomit.

Well, see, with an attitude like that, it's no wonder you've been leaving your

butt print on cell blocks all over the state.

Man, why don't you wisecrack with somebody who gives a damn?

I think you are going to give a damn once you can get your radiator to stop

hissing. I don't flip for nobody.

So take a cab, cop.

So, how's little Rocky Dussault Jr.?

Is he about eight years old now?

Make him about second grade?

End of the do -so line.

Probably going to be standing in the backs of lines.

Doing lines.

Shut your mouth about little Rock. What do you want?

According to this medical file, you've got some big problems, Rock. Yeah,

leukemia. Untreatable.

Yeah.

Things go wrong.

They go wrong in bunches, don't they?

Yeah, you're going to die in here.

Rocky's out there. Nobody look after him. Make sure he gets the good things

life. And you're volunteering, I bet.

Yeah, that could be.

But you're gonna have to do something for me first.

You're trying to make a point. Make it!

There's a guy in here named Reno Raines. And?

Well, if Reno was to get suddenly dead, I might be real lucky for a little

Rocky.

How lucky?

$100 ,000 worth.

Of course, you gotta do it in front of witnesses.

It stands still for the murder beef.

But I figure you're going to die of the cancer before your case gets out of the

appellate court, so it makes no difference for you.

For little Rocky, it gives him a whole new life.

100 large.

You ain't got that kind of money.

Nobody pays in advance.

It's the catch.

All this money is from a robbery, so if you use it...

It's going to get confiscated, but in four years, it falls out of the federal

computer. By then, I figure you're nothing but a Sunday prayer.

But Little Rock, he's 11, 12 years old.

Prime gang bait.

It's not him at all. You could buy him a private school education and you send

him to college.

But if you double -cross me, our boy gets hit by a city bus.

If you get me into a cell, take

care of everything else.

Starting to see Delta.

My dad had long hair like you.

He called himself Robin, after the bird.

My mother named herself Free.

We lived in various communes.

We moved a lot, so I never had any steady friends.

So Rainwater became RW and went on a quest for organization.

I want to feel things, but I'm scared to let go.

It's okay to be afraid.

I'm not sure fear is such a good feeling for a lawyer.

Wear the suit tomorrow.

Look neat, pull your hair back, and I want you to look at the jurors. I

the defendant isn't supposed to stare at the jury.

I want them to see your eyes.

You have beautiful eyes.

Who are you?

I'm your new cellmate, Holmes.

You're in my bunk, man.

Listen.

Everything in this joint is on loan.

Take the top.

I don't know why you're in here, but I gotta tell you something in case you've

got any ideas.

What's that?

I'm a light sleeper. I got three black belts and I kill on reflex.

So if you don't move fast around me, give me lots of room, we'll get along

fine. You're gonna scare me to death.

Just information, Holmes.

So Bay City Internal Affairs had notified you that there was an

officer recruited from San Diego working in your division to find criminal

activity committed by officers in Bay City. Is that substantially correct?

Well, that's exactly correct.

Did that alarm you? Well, I wouldn't say I was alarmed. If any of my officers

were involved in committing crimes, of course I'd want them brought to justice.

Were you aware that Reno Raines was that undercover officer?

No, but Sergeant Burrell came to me and told me that he'd been solicited by a

biker to commit murder contracts.

I told him to go ahead and play along.

What happened next?

Well, about two days later, Sergeant Burrell called me. He seemed very

frightened. He told me that the biker was named Reno Raines and that he was a

San Diego rogue cop and that they'd set up a phony murder contract for $100 ,000

and he was afraid that if he didn't go through with it, that Raines would kill

him.

Could Sergeant Raines have been saying this to catch Burrell? No, because that

would have been pure entrapment.

And Burrell thought that he was dead serious, that he wanted to commit the

murder. So I told him to meet me at a beach motel called The Surfing Sand.

What happened?

Well, when I got there, I saw Raines leaving in a sedan at a high rate of

I went into the motel room, and I found Buzzy Burrell dead with a gun at his

feet.

That gun later turned out to be Reno Raines' backup piece with his

still on it.

No further questions.

Lieutenant Dixon, your name is Donald, but they call you Dutch Dixon.

Why is that?

Objection.

Irrelevant. A man's name or nickname is irrelevant?

Overruled. Answer the question.

Well, I think it's because of my Van Dyke.

Have you heard the expression, doing the Dutch?

Yes. What does it refer to?

Your Honor, is this really necessary? Is Miss Thackeray going to lead us through

a glossary of street slang?

I think its relevance will eventually become clear, Your Honor.

Okay, Miss Thackeray, I'll allow it. But its meaning had better become clear

immediately. Thank you.

What does it mean?

Suicide. If somebody commits suicide, you could say he did the Dutch.

Isn't it true, Lieutenant, that early in your career, quite a few of the felons

that you were investigating...

Did the Dutch?

Objection. What the hell is this?

He got the nickname Dutch because his fellow officers felt that too many of

investigations ended up in suicide and that perhaps he was holding court

and killing them. I want that stricken, Your Honor. That is unsubstantiated

character assassination and absolute fiction.

Ms. Thackeray has no intention of even trying to prove that. I have two

who will so testify.

Ms. Thackeray, you know better than to try to put innuendo like this into a

or I'll find you in contempt.

Do it again, and you can show up at the jail with your toothbrush.

The jury will disregard that entire exchange.

Your Honor, I request a recess.

I think Miss Thackeray needs some time to compose herself and reread the book

legal ethics.

We'll adjourn for lunch.

I think everybody needs some fresh air.

I know I do.

That was very cool.

She can strike it, but they heard it.

Of course, I get that white again, and I'm going to end up in a jailhouse

jumpsuit.

I would enjoy the company.

It's the hound.

From what I saw this morning, Reno is going to need all the help he can get.

And I just happen to have the medicine that can cure him.

But it's going to be very pricey.

It's very, very expensive.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Stop with the backup singing and make your offer.

Five with five zeros behind it for the cassette.

A half a million dollars for a cassette tape?

Mm -hmm. And if you want my testimony, you can multiply that times two.

One million dollars for the whole Hound Adams get -out -of -jail special. And as

a bonus, I will bury Dutch Dixon for you. I'll pay $100 ,000 up front and

,000 when you testify.

Jesus, you haven't been in the oven long enough.

See ya.

Wouldn't want to be up.

I chased him off.

You guys are both on the early bus to court. You can help Rock with laundry

duties till then.

Who put you up to this? Was it Dixon? Go ahead and kill me.

I'm dead anyway. Go ahead and kill me.

Don't worry, my boy stays alive.

What the hell are you talking about?

What's this?

Get him out of here.

The way your boy stays alive is if I kill you. Stay away from me.

I don't know what to say to you.

If Dixon puts you up to this, I can get him. I can get him off both of us. You

still think this system works, don't you?

Think of guys like us. We got rights. We got good wins.

Just like in the movies, man. You're a fool.

You're going to lose to the system.

Rain, it ain't about the system, man.

Never was. It's about losing yourself.

Okay, where do you want the money sent?

All right.

Wire it to my account, number 34781, First United Bank, San Diego.

Let me talk to him.

Please.

Alan, the money's going to stay in this girl until you show up in the court.

I'm not going to wire you the cash and all of a sudden you skip on me. Okay.

Put the money into escrow, but as soon as I show up, it's unconditionally

released, right? That's the deal.

Okay. Well, as soon as it hits my account, then I will bring my fine self

to court.

Wiring it now.

I met with Lieutenant Dixon and told him that Sergeant Burrell and several other

cops were...

doing contract jobs, both robberies and murders, and that I worked my way into

their confidence. They trusted me.

I told Sergeant Burrell I was willing to commit murders for cash.

What happened next?

I met with my fiancée, Valerie Prentiss, at the Surfin Fan Motel by the beach

that night.

We were making plans because... Objection, Your Honor. Is this trip

Rain to the emotional Rose Garden really necessary?

Your Honor.

Rena Raines had chosen to marry, to get out of police work, to lead a more

sedentary life. This doesn't square up with what the prosecution is asking you

to believe.

These are not acts of a man bent on committing criminal conspiracy from

badge.

Objection overruled.

You may continue, but let's stay on point, Counselor.

So you were at the Surf and Sand Motel.

Then what happened?

A man named Hog Adams busted through the hotel's own door.

I'd arrested him a few months before. I thought he was still in jail.

He fired two shots at us. Val rose up and both shots hit her in the chest.

I rushed her to the hospital.

She was in a coma and she never woke up.

I later heard that Sergeant Burrow was found murdered and that my backup gun

a murder weapon.

Where was that gun? I thought it was in my locker in San Diego, 30 miles away.

But obviously somebody got it out of there. Could a police officer from

city get into your police locker in San Diego?

Yeah, we extend lockers to cops on extradites or police officers working

jurisdictional lines.

Anybody could have picked the lock.

Then what happened?

I thought I was being framed, so I ran.

I felt I needed to be free to prove my innocence.

And Dutch Dixon has been chasing you ever since.

Yeah, he's tried to kill me several times.

Objection. Not in evidence.

Not relevant to this case and totally without corroboration.

Will counsel please approach the bench?

I think it's very relevant.

Cops are committing crimes in Bay City.

A police officer, Reno Raines, is brought in from another jurisdiction to

for internal affairs.

He has no prior knowledge of these crimes.

He infiltrates and discovers that Sergeant Burrell, who used to be

Dixon's partner, is involved.

He tells Lieutenant Dixon, and that very night, an ex -con who's supposed to be

in jail escapes during a transfer and attempts to kill Rain.

I find this all more than a little perplexing, and I think the court should

indulge in this line of questioning.

Miss Thackeray, you'll have to confine your questions to the facts in evidence.

Let's not wander around anymore into Lieutenant Dixon's background, unless

have more than unsubstantiated allegation.

Your Honor, my case revolves around a plausible alternative theory that

Lieutenant Dixon had motive to kill... No, you're really off the road here.

Beyond that, you're making me mad.

I just made a ruling on this. The objection has been sustained.

Exception. Noted. Am I going to be allowed to introduce real estate

that Lieutenant Dixon owns and can't afford on his salary? You're not coming

Counselor. Reno Raines is on trial here, not Donald Dixon.

Stick to that and we're going to do fine.

Let's go.

I'd like to consult with my client.

Okay.

She's shutting me down. If you got this guy Hound Adams, I could really use the

help. Bobby's waiting for him outside.

Once he gets here, we'll have to make a few arrangements before he'll testify.

Well, I can ask for a recess.

I don't think that'll be necessary.

How you doing, Hound?

Hey, Reno, I'm here to save your skin. You're momentitos away from the goal

line. Your Honor, I'd like to prep this witness. Hey, look, lady, I've been in

the courtroom before. You got like about an hour of my time. And then I got a

date with the Isle of Tahiti. So, look, if we're going to do this, let's do it.

I saw Buzzy Burrell murdered by Dutchie Dixon.

I thought your brother, Hall, was the one who saw it. I saw it, too. I'm

to testify it.

Let's get it on.

I'd like to call Hound Adams to the stand. He was put on my witness sheet

morning.

You solemnly swear that the testimony

you're about to give before this court will be the truth, the whole truth, and

nothing but the truth, so help you God. The truth is my beacon.

Please be seated and state your name for the record.

Hound Adams, citizen of the world.

Mr. Adams, where were you on Saturday, June 13th, 1992?

I was with my brother, Hogg Adams, no middle initial.

And we went to the Surf and Sand Motel.

He told me he had some sort of business to do there and I should wait for him in

the car.

But I felt like having a smoke, so I got out of the car and I wandered around

back. And what did you see?

I saw the murder of Buzzy Burrell in Unit 16.

Could you describe that for us, please?

I was looking in one of the back windows, and I seen Buzzy Burrell

the bed.

Now, I didn't know it was him at the time.

So he was sitting there, and I was just about to move on when he gets up and he

goes to the door. And there's this guy standing there with a gun in his hand,

and Buzzy starts, you know, what are you doing? What are you doing? You know,

that kind of thing.

Then what happened?

Well, Buzzy started backing up.

And the guy fired.

And you went down.

Flat as an accordion solo.

Mr. Adams, is that man in this courtroom?

Yes, ma 'am, he sure is.

Would you point him out for us, please?

Sure.

Your client.

Reno Ray, the defendant.

What?

No, friend. I have an explosive.

Hey, Bobby.

What's the half? What's the half? The question, you little piece of scum? Oh,

slow down, Bobby. Look, I'm a businessman, all right? You and I had a

deal. We're operating in a free market economy.

I had a deal that I would testify for you. I testified.

It just so happens that I had another deal pertaining to the contents of that

testimony. You know, Lieutenant Dixon has substantial assets for a cop.

All in all, pretty good day for Hound Adams Incorporated.

I want the tape, Hound.

What tape?

The tape that I'm going to beat out of you. Oh!

That tape? You mean the tape that's sitting with my out -of -state attorney

whose name she'll never pass through these lips?

Committing an assault here, Bobby?

Mr. Adams, would you like to join me for lunch while the jury's deliberating?

I'd love that, given the choice of having my teeth kicked in by a large man

wearing feathers or dining with one of Bay City's finest.

I really think the choice is simple. Anyway, I don't think I'm going to be

sticking around with the rest of this trial thing, so...

Guess this is goodbye for now, Tonto.

Do you like pasta?

I shouldn't have put him on without prepping him first.

It wouldn't have mattered.

He would have told you exactly what you wanted to hear, and then he would have

gone up in that stand and done exactly the same thing.

He was for sale.

Dixon bought him. It's as simple as that.

When I first met you, I didn't think... I didn't think you were who you turned

out to be.

Is that a compliment?

I really wanted to win this one.

It meant as much to me as to you.

Well, hey, we haven't lost yet.

The jury, they could still come in for us. I don't think so.

At least we came part way.

You're feeling something.

Why do I always find good things in bad places?

Will the defendant please stand?

Read the verdict.

We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant, Reno Rain,

guilty. First degree murder with special circumstances.

Special circumstances murder conviction makes you eligible for the death

penalty. Do you understand that?

Yes, I do.

The sentencing phase of your trial will occur in two weeks.

This court is dismissed.

Next,

Rob Renegade.

My name is Reno Rage. There are people in here that want me dead.

Get him out of here!

I took out a $100 ,000 contract to do a murder. Who was the target? You.

Rage! It's you.

Your lawyer's here.

You're innocent.

Remember? We just need a champ to prove it. We got a breakout coming up.

Might have room at the party for one more. Yeah, check this out, man. I don't

think that you can fit up in here and hold on here for a long time without

falling. Hey!

Let me go! If you say anything, stay alive.

Roger wanted me to get to freedom.

Deny a man of my majority.

No, you listen. I'm assuming command of this entire manhunt.