James Barr: There's this guy. He's a kind of cop, at least he used to be. He doesn't care about proof, he doesn't care about the law, he only cares about what's right. He knows what I did. You can't protect me. No one can.
Jack Reacher: You think I'm a hero? I am not a hero. And if you're smart, that scares you. Because I have nothing to lose.
Linsky: I made a mistake. I mean, you can still use me, just tell me how to fix... The Zec: To survive. Don't say "fix it," because you can't. We covered up the one mess. You made another. Linsky: All right. You're right. You're right. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry. Just tell me what I have to do. The Zec: I was in prison in Siberia. I spent my first winter wearing a dead man's coat. A hole in one pocket. I chewed these fingers off before the frostbite could turn to gangrene. These I gave up to avoid working in the sulfur mine. That is how I survived when so many others did not. A man this rare can always be of use. So show me. Show me you are rare. Show me you'll do anything to survive. Linsky: I don't understand. The Zec: The fingers from your left hand. Linsky: Have you... have you got a knife? The Zec: Did I have a knife in Siberia? Linsky: No... come on, you've got to be kidding. The Zec: You can do it. Show me. Linsky: (tries to chew his finger off) Christ! Can't! I can't. The Zec: Always the bullet. Linsky: I can't! The Zec: I don't understand. (Charlie shoots Linsky)
Jack Reacher: I need some sleep, you too. Helen: You really think I'm gonna...
Helen: So why are you so hard to find? Jack Reacher: I'm impossible to find. Helen: Why is that? Jack Reacher: We could say it started as an exercise, became an addiction.
Jack Reacher: Who is he? Helen: That's John Doe Number Two. The man on the grassy knoll. The thing under the bed. They call him the Zec.
Sandy: (Sandy, Jeb and four other guys all surround Reacher outside a bar) (to Reacher) Sandy: You still think you're funny now, creep? Jeb: Shut your mouth, Sandy! No one is talking to you! Jack Reacher: It's your last chance to walk away. Jeb: (chuckles) Are you kidding? It's five against one. Jack Reacher: (shakes his head) It's *three* against one. Jeb: (perplexed) *How* do you figure? Jack Reacher: Well, once I take out the leader, which is you, I'll have to contend with one or two enthusiastic wingmen. The last two guys, they always run. Jeb: Oh, you, uh, you've done this before? Jack Reacher: (reluctantly nods) It's getting late. (Jeb moves in) Jack Reacher: Remember, you wanted this. (Jeb smiles and swings at Reacher, who ducks and elbows Jeb in the forehead, who falls to the ground) Jack Reacher: It's okay. (helps Jeb up) Jack Reacher: Get up. (kicks Jeb in the groin from behind, Jeb groans and Reacher pushes him aside with his foot. The other four move in closer) Jack Reacher: Okay, let me know who's who. Let's get this done. (Reacher easily takes down the other four, with him holding the last guy's foot under his arm. Two of the guys get up and both stare at Reacher with fear) Jack Reacher: Really? (kicks the last guy in the chest, who screams as he falls to the ground. The two guys run away as the cops come. Sandy runs away as well) Cop: (points his gun at Reacher) On the ground. Jack Reacher: That's a pretty impressive response time, fellas. Cop: Do it! (Reacher reluctantly gets down on the ground, next to a groaning Jeb) Cop: Hands behind your back. Jack Reacher: (to Jeb) Who hired you?
Sandy: (sits down at Reacher's table) Mind if I share your table? Jack Reacher: (gives a nod) Sandy: I'm Sandy. Jack Reacher: So was I, last week. On a beach in Florida. Sandy: (grabs Reacher's beer) What's your name? Jack Reacher: Jimmie Reese. Sandy: You don't look like a Jimmie. Jack Reacher: What do I look like? Sandy: I don't know, but not a Jimmie. So you're new in town? Jack Reacher: Usually. Sandy: It's kind of loud in here. Do you wanna, maybe, go someplace quieter? I have a car. Jack Reacher: Are you old enough to drive? Sandy: I'm old enough to do a lot of things. Jack Reacher: I'm on a budget, Sandy. Sandy: (perplexed) What? Jack Reacher: I can't afford you. Sandy: I'm not a hooker. Jack Reacher: Oh, then I *really* can't afford you.
Jack Reacher: I was born in October; when I get to my birthday I'm going to pull the trigger.
(from trailer) James Barr: There's this guy. He's a kind of cop, at least he used to be. He doesn't care about proof, he doesn't care about the law, he only cares about what's right. He knows what I did. You can't protect me. No one can.
Jack Reacher: You think I'm a hero? I am not a hero. I'm a drifter with nothing to lose. Now you killed that girl to put me in a frame. I mean to beat you to death and drink your blood from a boot! Now this is how it's gonna work. You're gonna give me the address and I'll be along when I'm damn good and ready. If she doesn't answer the phone when I call this number, if I even think you've hurt her, I disappear. And if you're smart, that scares you. Because I'm in your blind spot. And I have nothing better to do.
Helen: What about the truth? What about getting the guys who really did this? What about bringing him to justice? Jack Reacher: I just did.
Jack Reacher: There are four types of people who join the military. For some, it's family trade. Others are patriots, eager to serve. Next you have those who just need a job. Than there's the kind who want the legal means of killing other people.
Jeb: Hey, outside! Jack Reacher: Pay your check first. Jeb: I'll pay later. Jack Reacher: You won't be able to.
Jack Reacher: You understand you're not just asking me to look at the evidence. You're asking me to look at a cold-blooded killer. A man I know to be guilty. A man you want to keep off death row. And you're asking me to look at him objectively. Helen: Yes, that is what I'm asking. Jack Reacher: I'll do it. On one condition. Helen: Name it. Jack Reacher: You have to look at the victims objectively.