Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So what's your last name?

Reacher, you crossed a line.

not knowing what would be done to them.

We keep extra-large cuffs in our lockbox.

[thunder cracks]

The victim I'm suspected of murdering

- I'm not good at math. - That was like a 40% tip!

but you took a job in the middle of nowhere

I was thinking a shave, Mr. Mosley.

No, the third guy is so worried about

[♪ Mississippi Fred McDowell: "Shake 'Em on Down"]

Oh, you saw Hubble. He's a citizen.

But don't worry, I won't kick your ass unless you make me.

We stayed late. We danced with our wives.

Now, don't go getting yourself arrested for murder again.

Same rule goes for jail.

Treating me like a person instead of a perp.

says they were forced into it, but I really was.

had scrubs made up special.

But I'm gonna need some new clothes first.

Had his tonsils taken out at ten in Seoul.

Just 'cause we know you weren't here when these bodies dropped

My bosses promised, if I disrupt their operation

IN A PARTS INVESTIGATION Details Matter

I got off the bus from Tampa and walked to town.

More surprised you know Blind Blake,

Do what I say, Reacher.

Three men dropped this body.

that leads us to the truth

- What's that about, 200? - Two-twelve.

That's 'cause I saw you gouge a man's eyes out.

This was someone who knew how to conduct a quiet, effective kill.

He was found with your number

- We're with the lifers. - What do you mean, lifers?

for wounds sustained in the bombing

Reacher, come with me.

Regulations say...

Mr. Reacher, I'm Chief Detective Oscar Finlay.

- No middle name. - Zip ties?

You know, Mom was right.

I don't know how four people accumulate all of this.

In an investigation, details matter.

play the church or some barn in the sticks. [chuckles]

Answer isn't on your shoes.

near the murder site, guilty or not,

Got a hit on the phone number.

You know who this man was?

You keep my wife's name out of your mouth.

- [Finlay clears throat] - [song stops]

Best you're gonna find in Georgia.

[rap music and chatter continue]

Grew up in the military, worked in the military.

Give me them shoes, baby.

Face the window!

I'm gonna hit the head.

But not this murder.

- Hmm. - [chuckles]

- before leaving. - [siren wailing]

I was informed you were read your rights,