and destroyed you!
Fi... find him,
joseph.
Don't die.
What do we do?
What do we do?
Find Rico.
Welcome to Janus.
Rico, I think you know
Dr. Hayden.
I remember you. Testified before
the Council that I was insane, right?
- And therefore innocent.
- I was trying to save your life.
What you did was insult me,
'cause I knew exactly what I was doing.
Then and now.
Miss Hayden has been a loyal supporter
of this project for a long time.
She's kept it alive for me. I'm sure
you'll find her expertise invaluable.
Excuse me! All this is useless if you
can't get into Central's Janus files,
'cause the Council
has 'em locked.
Leave that to me. Meanwhile you
have work to do... on the streets.
- Ilsa will help you.
- I don't need no help! Thanks.
I thought you said he was created here
by the finest scientists of Mega City.
A bold experiment.
He's a petulant child.
Let's not bicker.
We're here to achieve the same thing.
An ordered society.
You'll have
your New Order.
Attention, all Judges.
Reporting unrest, code D-924.
Downtown, Sector 12.
Backup requested.
Nineteen different
explosions in 11 different sectors.
Extra caution to be taken
on approach to 914...
Search all areas
bordering the Elite Building.
The anonymous caller did not
specify capacity. Proceed with caution.
My boy!
Dredd, there's no way in!
Hello?
Are you even listening to me?
We can't just knock on the wall
and say, "hello, cursed earth pizza. "
There is a way in.
Six years ago,
two refugees figured it out.
It's a vent to the city's incinerator.
There's a burst twice a minute.
That means somebody
could run through that tube...
and have 30 seconds
before it flames again.
And these, these refugees,
they made it through, right?
Actually,
they were roasted.
But the theory's sound.
Shall we?
Maybe we should
consider other theories. Dredd!
Dispatch, I'm in Green Quad 411.
Need a pickup.
Copy, Hershey.
I have Central on-line for you.
Patch it to my Lawmaster.
Warning.
Alien device on board.
Oh, my God!
Latest casualty report:
96 Judges have been assassinated!
Whoever's doing this seems
to know all our procedures,
our security measures,
even our scrambled frequencies.
With no Judges on the street, riots
are breaking out all over Mega City.
We can't replace those Judges.
Even if we put the cadets on the street,
we won't be at full strength for years!
There is a solution.
Project Janus.
This Council tried to play God
once before.
If this wholesale slaughter of Judges
continues, there won't be a Council.
- Janus could...
- Janus could what?
A new batch of test-tube babies
won't solve this crisis.
We don't need reliable Judges
20 years from now, we need them today!
Accelerated growth incubators
are more developed now.
We could create adult subjects.
All I'm asking is that
we unlock the Janus files.
That way we at least
have an option!
If the Council decides
not to go forward,
I'll accept that decision...
and resign.
- All right, you ready, kid?
- No!
- Now what's wrong?
- What's wrong? Are you kidding?
Did wearing that helmet all those years
compress your brain?
- You're gonna get me killed.
- There's a maniac loose in this city!
What a coincidence!
- There's one out here too!
- Oh.
Great time I'm having. The shuttle
crash, the Cursed Earth, cannibals.
And now a fireball up my ass!
- This is all your fault!
- My fault?
- Yes!
- You care to explain that, citizen?
If you hadn't arrested me,
I wouldn't be here in the first place.
Hey, Dredd, what if
you just kill me now?
That's it!
I'm through schlepping.
I'm gonna stay here until
I'm caught or 'til you apologize!
- The Law can't apologize!
- You're not the Law anymore.
Now apologize.
I think I deserve that.
I've never apologized.
Now run!
Thirty, twenty-nine,
twenty-eight,
- twenty-seven, twenty-six,
- Run!
Twenty-five, twenty-four,
twenty-three, twenty-two,
twenty-one, nineteen...
Dredd?