Creasy: Forgiveness is between them and God. It's my job to arrange the meeting.
 
Elderly Man: In the church, they say to forgive.
Creasy: Forgiveness is between them and God. It's my job to arrange the meeting.
 
Rayburn: Mariana!... Obey me, and I will love you.
Creasy: So that's how it works huh?
Rayburn: That's how it works.
[Mariana brings Rayburn his drink]
Creasy: Does she have a sister?
 
Rayburn: A man can be an artist... in anything, food, whatever. It depends on how good he is at it. Creasey's art is death. He's about to paint his masterpiece.
 
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.
 
[Creasy has rectally inserted a five minute time bomb into Fuentes]
Fuentes: A last wish, please, please. Please.
Creasy: Last wish? I wish you had more time.
 
Pita: 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.
 
Lisa: You read the Bible Mr. Creasy?
Creasy: Yeah, sometimes.
Lisa: Does it help?
Creasy: Yeah, sometimes
 
Pita: What was your first girlfriends' name?
Creasy: Nonya.
Pita: Nonya who?
Creasy: Nonya business.
 
Sister Anna: 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.

Samuel: 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 amatuers try?
Creasy: I'd probably kill 'em. That likely?
Samuel: No. No one is to know about your drinking. That includes my wife.

[repeated line]
Pita: CREASY!

Lisa: Do you have any family Mr. Creasy?
Creasy: No. I don't have family

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.

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.

Pita: 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?

Pita: [about Creasy] I think he's been sick. He's all right now, but I think he's been very, very sick.

Lisa: She likes him
Samuel: Hm?
Lisa: Creasy, Pita likes him.
Samuel: Pita loves school. She'd like Count Dracula if he took her back there.

Pita: 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: Pita, do you have a pencil?
Pita: I go to school, don't I?

Lisa: 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: They'll
[her parents]
Creasy: be back in a week
Pita: They can stay for two weeks. I don't care.

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.

Creasy: 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.

Pita: The gunshot holds no fear!

   
    A wave of kidnappings has swept through Mexico, feeding a growing sense of panic among its wealthier citizens, especially parents. In one six-day period, there were twenty-four abductions, leading many to hire bodyguards for their children. Into this world enters John Creasy, a burned-out ex-CIA operative/assassin, who has given up on life. Creasy's friend Rayburn brings him to Mexico City to be a bodyguard to nine-year-old Pita Ramos, daughter of industrialist Samuel Ramos and his wife Lisa. Creasy is not interested in being a bodyguard, especially to a youngster, but for lack of something better to do, he accepts the assignment. Creasy barely tolerates the precocious child and her pestering questions about him and his life. But slowly, she chips away at his seemingly impenetrable exterior, his defenses drop, and he opens up to her. Creasy's new-found purpose in life is shattered when Pita is kidnapped. Despite being seriously wounded during the kidnapping, he vows to kill anyone involved in or profiting from the kidnapping. And no one can stop him. Written by Sujit R. Varma
In Mexico City, the former CIA assassin and presently an alcoholic decadent man John Creasy (Denzel Washington) is hired by the industrialist Samuel Ramos (Marc Anthony), with the recommendation of his old friend Rayburn (Christopher Walken), to be the bodyguard of his young daughter Pita (Dakota Fanning) and his wife Lisa (Radha Mitchell). Pita changes the behavior of the cold Creasy, making him live and smile again, and he feels a great affection for her. When the girl is kidnapped Creasy swears to kill each one responsible for the abduction. Written by Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil