Jack Reacher Vs The Dutch Giant Scene Reacher

How much you bench? Don't know. Why not? Because it's stupid. Come on. You versus me. Let's go. No thanks. Because you're a pussy. Bench press proves nothing. You really want to know who's stronger. Bavarian arm wrestling. Never heard of it. Get behind that preacher bench. Elbow on the pad. Put your arm out like we're gonna arm wrestle, then make a fist. I'm gonna grab your fist and try to pull it down to the pad while you try to stop me. Just your strength against mine. Easy. Three, two... Rikard and I fought. Sorry. Hand slipped. I'll ******* kill you! Cut the ----. Truck's ready. Trucking what? There's work to do. And Boston wants it done now. Let's go. Should put some ice on that. I've never been so jealous of a fork in my life. You have any thoughts on dessert? Mr. H.M., we're looking into the owner of a rug import business called Bazaar Bazaar. Let me guess. DEA thinks he's in business with bad people. You know him? I thought I killed him years ago. What did he do to you? He didn't do anything to me. Maybe we can help each other out. I have a plan. Undercover informant? Mr. Reacher. Your record. It's impressive. Bench press proves nothing. Elbow on the pad. Rikard and I fought. Sorry. Hand slipped. Welcome to the team, Reacher. I'm in. Tonight's your chance to prove you've earned a cape, Reacher. Exactly how much danger is this job putting me in? Gotta get out of there. How much time do I have? I don't know. What are you up against, Reacher? Long story. Why do you do ---- like this? Every so often. I figured out why you do what you do. Because you hate the big, powerful sons of bitches who think they can get away with things. So you make sure they don't. You just figured that out? Son of a bitch.