Jack Kyle

Nick Ruskin: How are you feeling, by the way? You feel like you're getting back on your feet?

Kate McTiernan: I guess if I felt solid anywhere it should be in this house. I've been in it one way or another my whole life. It was my great aunt's. But I don't know. It's just different now. Something's off. I used to walk in the middle of the night down to the corner market for a quart of milk.

Nick Ruskin: That's true. I mean, people just get complacent. It happens.

Kate McTiernan: Would you please hand me the big chopping knife.

Nick Ruskin: The department gives courses of self-defense.

Kate McTiernan: I've been thinking about spending more time at the dojo.

Nick Ruskin: Kick boxing's fine, but that's not what I mean. I'm talking prevention. We teach things like, uh, varying your routine. Keeping your lights on at night. Maybe getting a dog. I'm sorry. Does this bother you?

Kate McTiernan: It's good. I need to hear it.

Nick Ruskin: Just simple things like, um, carrying personal alarms. Taking your garbage out the morning of. Not using cordless phones. Anyone with a scanner can listen in.

Kate McTiernan: What does taking your garbage out the morning of have to do with anything?

Nick Ruskin: Night before, anyone can tear through it.

Kate McTiernan: Who in the world possibly cares how much tuna I eat?

[hands Nick the knife]

Kate McTiernan: Would you rinse this for me, please?

Nick Ruskin: Think about it. A guy could come by, say, Tuesday night, 3 in the morning, dump your trash in one of those 30-gallon plastic sacks. Haul it down to an abandoned lot and bingo! There it is. What a lady eats, how often she shaves. He can even tell a lady's time of the month. Anything you want to know. What kind of lipstick she wears, and used condoms. How often's she gettin' it? Twice a week? Three times? The same guy, different guys?

[losing accent]

Nick Ruskin: Of course, that doesn't apply to you. Let's face it. In your case, it's been quite awhile. Not since that, that surgeon. What? Six, seven months ago? You were special, Kate. Do you have any idea how much time I gave you? Months. Yes, months. I sacrificed for you, but now I'm going to show you sacrifice. What are you going to do? Are you going to cut me? Do it!

[Kate cuts Nick's stomach]

Nick Ruskin: Good girl.

Alex Cross: Don't do it, Nick.

Kate McTiernan: Alex.

Alex Cross: Let's talk about it, okay? You want to put the lighter down, Nick? Please?

Nick Ruskin: She has to know.

Alex Cross: She knows, Nick.

Nick Ruskin: Then why don't you shoot me?

Alex Cross: Ah, I don't think so. Muzzle flare, room full of gas, all that, you know? Look, Nick I'm gonna put the gun down. Look, see? There now. How's that? I want you to think about this, Nick. If you do this, no one will ever understand.

Nick Ruskin: Oh, don't mindfuck me!

Alex Cross: No, I'm not, Nick.

Nick Ruskin: See, Kate? It's all about building rapport. You use the subject's first name, and your tone, you gotta keep it soft and steady.

Alex Cross: Establish eye contact, seek his level.

Nick Ruskin: You wanna know the truth, Alex? You're the one who really needs help.

Alex Cross: Well, enlighten me, Nick. Tell me what the truth is.

Nick Ruskin: Truth is looking at a beautiful woman, like our Kate here, and saying to yourself, I gotta have that. I gotta break her down. It's your basest animal self. Dig deep, Alex. You'll recognize him. He's ugly.

Alex Cross: I've run into him now and then.

Nick Ruskin: Go ahead. Reach for the Glock and take me down before I tell you about the 10 days I spent with Naomi. 10 days, Doc. Things she'd never tell you. My brown sugar, face like an angel. Perfect, every inch of her. You never knew Naomi. Not like I did. Deep down, you envy me that. Say it.

Alex Cross: I don't work like you. I don't, hate.

Nick Ruskin: You only wish you had the courage. Good night, sweet Kate.

[Alex shoots and kills Nick through a carton of Milk before he can kill Kate]

Alex Cross: Kate. It's all right, Kate.