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.

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