Death is Easy as Fire is Fire Life is Harder to Come by
Rayburn: [refering to Creasy to Miguel Manzano in the Agency for Federal Investigation Headquarters] A man can be an artist... in anything, food, whatever. It depends on how good he is at it. Creasy's art is death. He's about to paint his masterpiece.
Elderly Man: In the church, they say to forgive.
Creasy: Forgiveness is between them and God. It's my job to arrange the meeting.
Lisa: What are you gonna do?
Creasy: What I do best. I'm gonna kill 'em. Anyone that was involved. Anybody who profited from it. Anybody who opens their eyes at me.
Lisa: [Whispering] You kill 'em all.
Sister Anna: [after driving Pita to school for the first time] Do you ever see the Hand of God in what you do?
Creasy: No, not for a long time.
Sister Anna: The Bible says, "Do not be over come with evil, but overcome...?
Creasy: But overcome evil with good."
Creasy: [in Spanish] That's Romans Chapter 12 Verse 21.
Creasy: I am the sheep that got lost, Madre.
Pita: Dear God, I do not ask for health or wealth. People ask you so often that you can't have any left. Give me, God, what else you have. Give me what no-one else asks for. Amen.
Rayburn: [refering to Creasy, to Miguel Manzano in the Agency for Federal Investgations] He'll deliver more justice in a weekend than ten years of your courts and tribunals.
Pita: [while doing her homework in her room] What was your first girlfriends' name?
Creasy: Nonya.
Pita: Nonya who?
Creasy: Nonya business.
Pita: I love you, Creasy. And you love me too, don't you?
Creasy: Yes, I do. With all my heart, Pita. Go.
Fuentes: [with both his hands tied to the hood of the car] You know, I-I'm a professional.
Creasy: That's what everybody keeps saying. "I'm just a professional". Everybody keeps saying that to me. "I'm just a professional", "I'm just a professional". I'm getting sick and tired of hearing that.
[Creasy has rectally inserted a five minute time bomb into Fuentes]
Fuentes: [with both his hands tied to the hood of the car] A last wish, please, please. Please.
Creasy: Last wish? I wish you had more time.
Creasy: Okay, my friend. It's off to the next life for you. I guarantee you, you won't be lonely.
Creasy: [during a barbeque cookout at his home with his family] Do you think God'll forgive us for what we've done?
Rayburn: No.
Pita: [after helping her with her homework in the kitchen] Creasy
[pause]
Pita: You're smiling.
Creasy: What?
Pita: You were smiling.
Creasy: No, I'm not.
Pita: You were.
Creasy: No, I was not.
Pita: You're not now, but you were.
Creasy: No, *you* were smiling, I wasn't smiling.
Pita: You were.
Creasy: When?
Pita: Like, five seconds ago.
Creasy: I'm not smiling.
Pita: Well, a second ago you were.
Creasy: No, you said five seconds ago, now that's six. Six seconds ago I was not smiling.
Pita: Okay, 10 seconds ago.
Creasy: 10 seconds ago, I was smiling. Okay, in the next 10 seconds let's see who smiles first.
[pause]
Creasy: You smiled already. See? You did.
Pita: Mmm.
[pointing at Creasy]
Creasy: No, that wasn't a - That was a smirk, that's not a smile. A smirk is different. They both start with "S," but they're not the same - Do your homework.
Pita: [Creasy walks away] You were.
Rayburn: [over the phone with Creasy] Well, you know what they say. A bullet always tells the truth.
Creasy: [using a military approach to train her how to swim faster] There is no such thing as tough. There is trained and untrained. Now which are you?
Creasy: [Creasy to Rayburn in Rayburn's truck regarding punishing those who kidnapped Pita] Revenge is a meal best served cold.
[last lines]
Creasy: I'm goin' home, too. I'm goin' to Blue Bayou.
[Creasy is planning to go after Fuentes, a high-ranking corrupt police lieutenant]
Mariana: He's protected better than our president.
Creasy: He's gonna need it.
Pita: There are some good things in this world.
Creasy: Oh yeah, like what?
Pita: Like meeting me.
Rayburn: [refering to Creasy and Pita, to Miguel Manzano in the Agency for Federal Investigation Headquarters] She showed him it was OK to live again.
Creasy: [talking to "The Voice" on the phone right after shooting his brothers hand] I'm gonna take your family apart piece by piece, you understand me? Piece by piece.
Creasy: Did you say good bye to her? Say good bye now.
[Show's the man a picture of Pita, kisses the photo, and then shoots him]
Creasy: Do you know what this is? It's a charger used by convicts to hide money and drugs they tuck it up their rectum. This is pencil detonator, timer, used as a receiver from the pager. This is C4 highly explosive; you put it all together you've got a bomb, not very sophisticated, but very powerful.
[whispers in his ear]
Creasy: That's what you have in your ass right now. Don't move! Don't move!
[translated from the Spanish]
song lyrics: A word does not say anything, and at the same time it hides everything. Just as the wind that hides the water, like the flowers that mud hides. A glance does not say anything, and at the same time it says everything. Like rain on your face, or an old treasure map. A truth does not say anything, and at the same time it hides everything. Like a bonfire that does not go out, like a stone that is born dust. If one day you need me, I will be nothing. And at the same time I will be everything. Because in your eyes are my wings, and the shore where I drown. Because in your eyes are my wings, and the shore where I drown.
Samuel: [in his car] Your resume is quite impressive. 16 years of miltary experience, extensive counter-terrorism work. I'm surprised anyone could afford you, what's the catch?
Creasy: I drink.
Samuel: How does that affect you?
Creasy: Coordination, reaction time. Top professionals try to kidnap your daughter I'll do the best I can but the service will be on par with the pay.
Samuel: What if amateurs try?
Creasy: I'd probably kill 'em. That likely?
Samuel: No. No one is to know about your drinking. That includes my wife.
Creasy: [using a military approach to train her how to swim faster] The gunshot holds no fear, say it.
Pita: The gunshot holds no fear.
Creasy: You welcome the sound. In fact it's the sound that sets you free. You are a prisoner on this block until that sound sets you free.
Creasy: [to Fuentes, with both his hands tied to the hood of the car] I got all the time in the world. *You* don't, but I do.
Rayburn: [during a barbeque cookout at his home with his family] Georgina!... Obey me, and I will love you.
Creasy: So that's how it works huh?
Rayburn: That's how it works.
[Georgina brings Rayburn his drink]
Creasy: Does she have a sister?
Daniel Sanchez: [over the phone with Creasy] The most important thing in life, is family.
Pita: [while doing her homework in her room] Do you have a girlfriend, Creasy?
Creasy: What?
Pita: Do you have a girlfriend?
Creasy: No. What kind of question is that, anyway? You're supposed to be studying history, okay?
Pita: It is history... Creasy history.
Creasy: No, that's ancient history.
Creasy: I am going to ask questions. If you don't answer fully and truthfully, you will suffer much more than you have to. I'm going to cut your fingers off. One by one, if I have to.
Daniel Sanchez: [over the phone with Creasy] You have my family. So... how much do you want?
Creasy: Ah. Your brother wants to say something to you. Hold on.
[Creasy blows off Aurelio's fingers with a shotgun]
John Creasy: [before Pita's swimming competition] Pita's parents are away in Juarez. I was...
Sister Anna: Today, you are her father.
Lisa: You read the Bible Mr. Creasy?
Creasy: [in his room] Yeah, sometimes.
Lisa: Does it help?
Creasy: Yeah, sometimes
Pita: You're late.
Creasy: I'm sorry.
Pita: Where's my mother?
Creasy: I dropped her at home.
Pita: It's no wonder you're late. Why didn't she just come with you?
[Creasy doesn't answer]
Pita: Do you think my mom likes you?
Creasy: I think she's afraid of me. But not the same way most people are.
Pita: I'm not afraid of you.
Creasy: I know you're not.
Pita: Are you afraid of me?
Creasy: I used to be. At first. But not any more.
Pita: Good.
Rayburn: [to Miguel Manzano in the Agency for Federal Investigation] And they're gonna wish they never touched a hair on her head.
Lisa: [talking privately, referring to Creasy] She likes him
Samuel: What are you talking about?
Lisa: Creasy, Pita likes him.
Samuel: Pita loves school. She'd like Count Dracula if he took her back there, honey. Okay?
[Creasy has just learned Samuel Ramos was behind his own daughter's kidnapping]
Creasy: [to Samuel] I'm gonna ask your wife a couple of questions. You move... you make one sound... I'll snatch the life right outta you, understand?
Rayburn: [as Manzano and his men are moving Creasy out of his hospital room] What's going on?
Manzano: Hospitals can be very dangerous places. Especially when you have killed two corrupt cops.
Creasy: Forgiveness is between them and God... My job is to arrange the meeting.
Creasy: 2.5 million, that's what Victor got, isn't it? 2.5 million to your lawyer Jordan Kalfus that he put in an account in the Cayman Islands, but he won't get a chance to spend it. What happened to the other five Sam? Huh? That's 2.5, 2.5. What is five from ten? That's five. What happened to the other five, Sam?
Caption: There is a kidnapping every 60 minutes in Latin America.
Lisa: [while leaving for a business trip] I'll call you from Detroit, baby.
Pita: You're going to miss Mexican Halloween. The day of the dead.
Samuel: You enjoy it for us, Pita.
[Creasy is being shown mugshots after Pita's kidnapping while recovering in the hospital]
Manzano: Do you recognize any of these men?
Creasy: No. That make me a suspect?
Manzano: No. It would be convenient, but no.
[Jordan finishes a story of a recent kidnapping]
Samuel: [while having dinner at a fancy restaurant] So what happened?
Jordan: Family paid the ransom. And they sent the kid home after a couple of days... minus an ear, of course.
Chief Ramirez: [during a press conference] This man, John W. Creasy, an American citizen, is under arrest for the murder of two officers of the Judicial Police and is suspected of possible involvement in the kidnapping of Lupita Martin Ramos.
Mariana: Chief Ramirez... Chief Ramirez... The two officers that were killed... records show they were off duty at the time... so why were they in uniform and in a patrol car?
Chief Ramirez: All I know is that they died bravely.
Mariana: Of course, but what exactly were they doing at the scene of the kidnapping? Or were they known for their exceptional good luck?
Manzano: They were known for being corrupt, and now are celebrated for being dead.
Lisa: You should be sleeping, baby.
Pita: I'm trying, Mom
Lisa: Good news. You're going back to school
Pita: When?
Lisa: Samuel is going to hire a new bodyguard. It may take a few days, but you're going back
Pita: Could he speak English? Emilio couldn't speak English.
Lisa: We'll see. And thank your father in the morning. A man always needs to be thanked.
[repeated line]
Creasy: A bullet always tells the truth.
Pita: [about Creasy] I think he's been sick. He's all right now, but I think he's been very, very sick.
Jordan: [while having dinner at a fancy restaurant] Look, Sammy, all my clients have, uh, kidnap and ransom insurance.
Samuel: I have a policy. A.I.G. My dad gave it to me.
Jordan: Yeah, I know. I got it for your dad. But what are you gonna do in sixty days when you can't renew it? You can't, because you don't have a bodyguard.
Samuel: I know, I had to let Emilio go.
Jordan: You gotta please Lisa. I mean, hey, ass like that's hard to find.
Caption: 70% of the victims do not survive.
Rayburn: Creasy's art is death, and he is about to paint his masterpiece.
Creasy: [referring to Pita's parents] They'll be back in a week.
Pita: They can stay for two weeks. I don't care.
Creasy: There's trained and there's untrained. Now, which one are you?
Pita: [showing him around his room for the first time] That's "Bird." Emilio forgot to take him with when he left.
Creasy: Who's Emilio?
Pita: My last bodyguard. He drove me to school in the morning and picked me up in the afternoon
Creasy: I'm here for you?
Pita: In between you can take Mum shopping and to lunch. Does that sound all right, Mr. Creasy?
Lisa: [meeting for the first time] Do you have any family Mr. Creasy?
Creasy: No.
Creasy: [while driving her to school] Pita, do you have a pencil?
Pita: I go to school, don't I?
Fuentes: The kidnapper will tell you to deliver the money alone. Por favor, don't do that or you will find your self in a real Mexican hell, no mariachi, and no tequila, and no Pita
Pita: [while driving her to school] Where are you from, Creasy?
Creasy: The United States.
Pita: I know, but which state?
Creasy: No state in particular.
Pita: My mom and me are from Houston, Texas. Have you been there?
Creasy: No.
[Creasy has just cut off one of Jorge's fingers]
Jorge Ramirez: What do want to know? What do you want to know? Huh? WHAT DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?
[repeated line to Paul]
Creasy: do you think God will ever forgive us for what we've done?
Manzano: [Manzano upon entering Creasy's hospital room] Ah! When I heard it was this hospital, I was so pleased. There is a pastry shop nearby. Delgado's. They have the best pastries in Mexico.
[repeated line]
Pita: CREASY!
Creasy: Revenge is a meal best served cold...
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