Samantha: When things get hairy, I just pick out the alpha guy.
Turner: And what? He's supposed to protect you?
Samantha: No, I give him shit. Strong guys don't hurt you. The weak guys do that. Strong guys always have little sisters. Or they want one. I don't know why, that's just how it is.
Sheriff: Who the hell are you?
Jack Reacher: The guy you didn't count on.
Gen. Harkness: Made a mess, I hear.
The Hunter: This Reacher guy is interesting.
Gen. Harkness: You have no idea. They ran out of medals. So don't make this a competition.
The Hunter: Too late.
Gen. Harkness: Do you know who I am, Major?
Turner: Yes, General. I do. You're the man responsible for the deaths of two of my men. Now, open up those crates before I grab you by your hair plugs and bitch slap that smug look off of your face.
[last lines]
Samantha: [text on Reacher's phone] "Miss me yet?"
Col. Morgan: [to Reacher] Welcome back to the Army, Major. You're under arrest.
Turner: Some folks still wonder why you left.
Jack Reacher: Let's just say I woke up one morning and the uniform didn't fit.
Turner: [while being broken out of jail by Reacher] I left explicit orders for you to stay away.
Jack Reacher: Orders? You "ordered" me?
Turner: Yes. I knew you'd do something like this.
Jack Reacher: Don't make me regret it.
Samantha: I don't understand. You said you're not a cop.
Jack Reacher: I'm not.
Samantha: What's military police?
Turner: It's different.
Samantha: But... you stole this car.
Turner: It's complicated.
Espin: [on radio] All units. Suspects travelling. MP vehicle L67. Primary is Jack Reacher. White. Male. 40s. Considered armed and dangerous. Secondary is Major Susan Turner. Female. Wearing military fatigues. White. Age 34.
Jack Reacher: [in vehicle to Turner] Really?
Turner: Shut up.
Turner: You know, I admit to being a little jealous when we talk. Go where you want. Eat when you want. Nobody telling you what to do or how to do it. It's definitely not the Army way.
Jack Reacher: Exactly.
Jack Reacher: Never under-estimate the charm of a seedy motel.
Jack Reacher: Look at me. You look at me.
[punches the Hunter and breaks his neck]
[first lines]
Local Deputy: [moving through crowd of spectators] Pardon me. Excuse me. Step aside please.
[breaks through and sees battered men on the ground]
Local Deputy: Jesus Christ.
[on radio]
Local Deputy: Lee's Diner. I got four down. I need two EMS vehicles.
Jack Reacher: If it were up to me, I'd just kill ya.
Jack Reacher: Parasource is done. Harkness is in custody.
The Hunter: Congratulations, Jack. I don't give a shit!
