A congressman's daughter under Secret Service protection is kidnapped from a private school by an insider who calls Det. Alex Cross, sucking him into the case even though he's recovering from the loss of his partner.

Alex: You do what you are Jezzie.
Jezzie: You mean you are what you do.
Alex: No, I mean, you do what you are. You're born with a gift. If not that, then you get good at something along the way. And what you're good at, you don't take for granted. You don't betray it.
Jezzie: What if you do, betray your gift?
Alex: Then you betray yourself. That's a sad thing.
[Alex and Jezzie are examining Soneji's handiwork]
Alex: Wow. Imagine the patience... the dedication...
Jezzie: You sound like an admirer.
Alex: Well, he's like a spider. I happen to like spiders.
Alex Cross: To be brutally honest, I think you have a morbid desire to burn in hell.
Jezzie Flannigan: Would you kill another partner?
Alex Cross: You're not my partner.
Gary Sonjei: Cool beans
Gary Sonjei: I am living proof, that a mind is a terrible thing.
Gary Sonjei: They say that when I die, the case will die. They say it will be like a book I close. But the book, it will never close...
[last lines]
Megan Rose: Who are you?
Alex Cross: I'm a policeman. My name is Alex Cross. I'm a friend of your parents.
Megan Rose: Can you take me to them?
Alex Cross: Nothing would give me greater pleasure. Could you...
[she helps him up]
Alex Cross: Ah, thanks.
Vickie: It's time you forgave yourself.
Alex Cross: Vickie, you know that forgiving yourself is the one thing a person cannot do.
Jezzie: Dr. Cross, Agent Ben Devine. Agent Devine is security systems supervisor.
Ben Devine: Well, for now. We're going to be thrown to the wolves, as soon as they find Megan Rose dead in a ditch.
Alex: Now what makes you so sure that's what's going to happen?
Ben Devine: Me getting fired or the girl in a ditch? Sorry. I'm having a pessimistic day.
[crying]
Megan: Please, I wanna go home! please I wanna go home...
[first lines]
Tracie: Tonight was your first night at the club, wasn't it?
Jim: No. I've been there a few times before.
Tracie: Really? Well, how come I haven't seen you?
Jim: I noticed you the first night I walked in. You always stand out.