Don't do it, Nick. Alex. Let's talk about it, okay? You want to put the lighter down,...

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.