Alex Cross Quotes in Alex Cross (2012)

Picasso: Confucius said, "When setting off on a path of revenge, dig two graves."

Alex Cross: That's fine with me as long as you're in one of them.

Alex Cross: [Toward two long-haired and bearded computer techs examining an external hard drive] What do you guys got back there?

Computer Tech #1: The IDE was routed to the BIOS in a weird way, and the cylinder/sector was stored in the CMOS.

Thomas Kane: Yo, yo, yo. Geico Cavemen, what do you say we break that down in English.

Computer Tech #2: We spelunked her email account.

Alex Cross: Are you having fun?

Picasso: [laughs] Fun. Am I having fun? Yes. Yes, I suppose I am. But I think you'd find my hobby boring.

Alex Cross: So your hobby is inflicting pain?

Picasso: Oh, no, no. That's... that's not just a hobby. Inflicting pain is a crucial part of my true calling.

Chemist: I want my lawyer.

Alex Cross: I am your lawyer.

Alex Cross: Don't do it, Nick.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Alex.

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

Detective Nick Ruskin: She has to know.

Alex Cross: She knows, Nick.

Detective 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.

Detective Nick Ruskin: Oh, don't mind fuck me!

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

Detective 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.

Detective 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.

Detective 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.

Detective 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.

Detective 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]

Detective Nick Ruskin: .

Alex Cross: Kate. It's alright Kate.

Alex Cross: Multiply your anger by about a hundred, Kate, that's how much he thinks he loves you.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: You're going out there on your own.

Alex Cross: I got people.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Take me with you.

Alex Cross: I think you're best served by staying here right now.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: And pretend like nothing's happened?

Alex Cross: No. No, that's not what I was going to say. I just think you should be trying...

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Dr. Cross, I'm the only person who's seen this guy. I know his size, I know his voice. I know the way he moves.

Alex Cross: Kate, I know how you feel, honestly.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Would you please stop treating me like I'm a victim? You think I'm some kind of tourist in all this because I wasn't raped? Every night when I go to sleep, I hear those women's voices. You want to save your niece? Well, guess what. So do I.

Alex Cross: Got something for you.

[shows Naomi a violin]

Alex Cross: Ta-da!

Naomi Cross: What happened to the strings?

Alex Cross: New strings for new music.

Naomi Cross: Thank you.

Dianne Wainford: What sort of policeman are you?

Alex Cross: I'm a forensic psychologist. It's a fancy way of saying I'm a guy who walks into a room like that and determines the hows and whys.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [Kate is under hypnosis, reliving her escape from Casanova] I hear him, whispering.

Alex Cross: [about Casanova] What does he say?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: I can feel his mouth on my ear, his breath. He tells me that he loves me.

Alex Cross: Tell me about his face. Tell me about his eyes. His mouth.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [Kate's breathing begins to quicken] He has no face. A mask! He always wears a mask!

Alex Cross: What kind of mask? What does it look like?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [her breathing slows] It changes. I can't show him that I hate him.

Alex Cross: But you escape. What do you see when you escape?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: I don't know. I'm just running. And my legs... are heavy from the drugs. And I'm lost. I'm running through hallways and there are all these rooms, I don't know where to turn!

[becomes panicked, starts to cry]

Dr. Kate McTiernan: He's behind me!

Alex Cross: He's not behind you Kate, you get away. How? How do you get out?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [Kate's breathing is becoming more rapid, as she becomes more panicked] Light. Light! The light and the sun.

Alex Cross: Do you see a barn?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: No!

Alex Cross: A house?

Dr. Kate McTiernan: No! No! There's nothing! Just the light. It hurts my eyes. And then the trees, the trees again.

[starts to sob, and begins to hyperventilate]

Dr. Kate McTiernan: And the rocks are digging into my feet! And I hear him, shouting behind me, and I try to run faster! That's all I'm thinking: just run faster!

[begins sobbing uncontrollably, gasping for breath]

Dr. Kate McTiernan: And I left those girls behind! I wasn't thinking, I just told myself to run, to run, run!

Alex Cross: [Alex reaches out to comfort Kate] It's all right, it's all right.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [through sobs] I left those girls!

Detective Nick Ruskin: [while driving through college campus] We've liasoned with the campus police, posted fliers. Figure someone had to see somethin important.

Alex Cross: An environment fit for blending. For you a security nightmare. For him, paradise.

Detective Nick Ruskin: We're gonna get this animal.

Alex Cross: How long has this been on the Bureau's wish list?

Kyle Craig: A while.

Alex Cross: Were the other two tied up so extravagantly?

Kyle Craig: Yeah. The guy seems to find square knots tedious. You saw it's Dayton cordage, 7 gauge.

Alex Cross: Yeah. America's favorite. I suppose everything else was too prolific to trace.

Kyle Craig: Guy's a pro. A real student of the game, and an enthusiastic rapist. First two postmortems indicate vaginal tears like I've seldom seen, inflicted hours before death. And then that's it. No prints or fibers. No semen or hair.

Alex Cross: Except what he cut off her.

Alex Cross: What about cause of death?

Kyle Craig: There are no signs of torture, no weight loss, no drugging. He just ties 'em up and leaves 'em for the critters.

Alex Cross: A real student of the game.

Kyle Craig: And he likes to play.

Alex Cross: I made an interesting discovery last night.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: About what?

Alex Cross: I ran a check on all the Sistol orders over the last five years. Guess what.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: What?

Alex Cross: A Beverly Hills plastic surgeon came up on the list.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: There's no protocol for Sistol in plastic surgery.

Alex Cross: Bingo. Two years ago, this guy ordered enough to treat leukemia in a medium-sized country.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: What's his name?

Alex Cross: Rudolph. William Rudolph. Grew up in Durham. Did his pre-med work here.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Dr. Cross, is it him? Is he bicostal?

Alex Cross: Bicostal. That's an interesting way of putting it.

Alex Cross: There are about a dozen predators operating in California now. There's one; male Caucasian, probably early thirties. He's known as the Gentleman Caller. They've been onto him for over a year. And what I realized last night was that his abductions, they follow the ones here by about ten days to two weeks. Matter of fact, it was exactly ten days after Naomi disappeared that a pretty black coed disappeared from UCLA.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: So he's doing it there, too.

Alex Cross: Compulsively. And if he follows true to form, he's due to hit California pretty quick.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: Can the FBI pick him up?

Alex Cross: If I give Rudolph to the FBI and they make one mistake, what happens to all these girls? I can't risk Naomi starving to death in a cell somewhere. No FBI.

John Sampson: Well, this is a surprise.

Alex Cross: Time was surprises made you giddy, John. What's the matter?

John Sampson: Look, we're out on a limb here. Now, I've pulled every string. I've called in ten years of favors to get those cars and equipment. This thing has got to go as smooth as silk or we are both fucked.

TV Reporter: [outside Randolph's cabin in the woods] Yes, shocking is an accurate way to describe what went on here in the early morning hours. Local police won't comment, but Channel 6 sources tell us that what happened here in the pre-dawn hours...

Dr. Kate McTiernan: [tending to Alex's wounds] Does this hurt?

TV Reporter: ...reaches beyond Southern California. And some say involves a rogue branch of the FBI.

Alex Cross: They sure can document a fuck-up at the speed of light.

Alex Cross: Gone in the night.

Dr. Kate McTiernan: At least now the FBI know who they're looking for. How far can he run?

Alex Cross: It's not a question of how far. It's how long.

Det. Davey Skes: Sure picks lookers, doesn't he?

Alex Cross: Yeah, he does. But you know these women are more than just attractive. They're all extraodinary in some way. Smart, talented.

Det. Davey Skes: He ain't choosing them just for their congeniality.

Alex Cross: Ordinarily, they don't, but I think our guy is a little different.

Detective Nick Ruskin: How so?

Alex Cross: I think killing's not his ulterior motive. This guy's a collector. I bet these women are alive.

Det. Davey Skes: Come on, doc. Our boy's brain is soft as a two-minute egg and nothing personal, but I figure every one of them gals is tied to a tree just waiting to get found.

Alex Cross: Think about it, Sikes. The three you found were killed out of sequence. They weren't even among the first abducted.

Det. Davey Skes: That's right.

Detective Nick Ruskin: That don't mean they're not still out there.

Alex Cross: But you would have found them by now. He makes absolutely no attempt to hide 'em and the way they were killed, very revealing. That last long walk through the woods.

Kyle Craig: Marching to their fate.

Alex Cross: Exactly. The rape, cutting off their hair.

Kyle Craig: It's punishment.

Alex Cross: Maybe for violating some trust.

Alex Cross: You do what you are Jezzie.

Jezzie Flannigan: You mean you are what you do.

Alex Cross: No, I mean, you do what you are. You're born with a gift. If not that, then you get good at something along the way. And what you're good at, you don't take for granted. You don't betray it.

Jezzie Flannigan: What if you do, betray your gift?

Alex Cross: Then you betray yourself. That's a sad thing.

[Alex and Jezzie are examining Soneji's handiwork]

Alex Cross: Wow. Imagine the patience... the dedication...

Jezzie Flannigan: You sound like an admirer.

Alex Cross: Well, he's like a spider. I happen to like spiders.

Alex Cross: To be brutally honest, I think you have a morbid desire to burn in hell.

Jezzie Flannigan: Would you kill another partner?

Alex Cross: You're not my partner.

[last lines]

Megan Rose: Who are you?

Alex Cross: I'm a policeman. My name is Alex Cross. I'm a friend of your parents.

Megan Rose: Can you take me to them?

Alex Cross: Nothing would give me greater pleasure. Could you...

[she helps him up]

Alex Cross: Ah, thanks.

Jezzie Flannigan: Dr. Cross, Agent Ben Devine. Agent Devine is security systems supervisor.

Ben Devine: Well, for now. We're going to be thrown to the wolves, as soon as they find Megan Rose dead in a ditch.

Alex Cross: Now what makes you so sure that's what's going to happen?

Ben Devine: Me getting fired or the girl in a ditch? Sorry. I'm having a pessimistic day.

Vickie: It's time you forgave yourself.

Alex Cross: Vickie, you know that forgiving yourself is the one thing a person cannot do.