All language subtitles for renegade_s03e02_the_trial_of_reno_raines

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.