Q: This is a random universe. Once in a blue moon things turn out just right. Like now. (c)
Q: “I can’t always win. One day I’m going to lose. I know that. But not today. I know that, too.” (c)
Q: No such thing as impossible. Merely a failure of planning. (c)
Jack Reacher doing his damndest to find trouble. As usual.
A lot of grotesque happening throughout this volume. Basically he goes on a murdering spree, all the way going on about how this is all 'assisted suicide' of gangsters. Just for the hell of it, they slapped Kiev and Moscow on all of it. It explained nicely why JR felt it as all right to leave heaps of bodies around. After all, foreigners aren't real people - right? I'm sure public loves all the oversimplificationa and grand hacking plans that don't make any kind of sense.
Anyway, it was a fun ride, even if a brainless one.
Some fun stuff about Jack Reacher's head which is't just big but also apparently comes equipped with all kinds of nifty gimmicks:
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The clock in Reacher’s head hit twelve noon exactly. ...
Reacher woke up in the gray gloom of night, with the clock in his head showing ten minutes to four. ...
The clock in Reacher’s head showed ten past four in the morning. (c) Just imagine that head!
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He considered himself a modern man, born in the twentieth century, living in the twenty-first, but he also knew he had some kind of a wide-open portal in his head, a wormhole to humanity’s primitive past, where for millions of years every living thing could be a predator, or a rival, and therefore had to be assessed, and judged, instantly, and accurately. Who was the superior animal? Who would submit? (c) No, it comes equipped not only with a clock but with a portal, wide-open one!
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The ancient part of Reacher’s brain took in all the subliminal information, and it flashed an amber warning... (c) And... is that inbuilt warning lights?
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We’re standing by a queen bed. Most women would be edging out the door by now. (c) Now, Reacher must have had some interesting experience.
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“I’ll call her.”
“Why would she talk to you?”
“I have a nicer personality. People talk to me all the time. Sometimes I can’t stop them.” (c)
JR explanes his approach to business in this one:
Q:
I’m sure you have things to do.”
“Generally I avoid having things to do. Clearly a reaction against literal regimentation earlier in my life. The result is I have no particular place to go, and all the time in the world to get there. I’m happy to take a one-mile detour.” (c)
Some fun quotes:
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Reacher had seen all kinds of cities, all across America, east, west, north, south, all kinds of sizes and ages and current conditions. He knew their rhythms and their grammars. He knew the history baked into their bricks. The block he was on was one of a hundred thousand just like it east of the Mississippi. Back offices for dry goods wholesalers, some specialist retail, some light manufacturing, some lawyers and shipping agents and land agents and travel agents. Maybe some tenement accommodations in the rear courtyards. All peaking in terms of hustle and bustle in the late nineteenth century and the early twentieth. Now crumbled and corroded and hollowed out by time. Hence the boarded-up establishments and the closed-down diner. But some places held out longer than others. Some places held out longest of all. Some habits and appetites were stubborn. (c)
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He figured what Fisnik needed was a punch in the throat, not contractual respect. (c)
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Once again he went in first. For the same reason. An unknown guy coming in immediately before a target was ten times less subconsciously connected than an unknown guy coming in immediately after. Human nature. Mostly bullshit, but sometimes it rang a bell. (c)
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Not a colossal challenge. Somewhere between major and minor. (c)
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“It’s a free country. If you want your stuff, you should have it. And if they need a message, they should get one.” (c)
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“They might have guns.”
“For a limited period only. After which I would have them.”(c)
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“They’ll send a couple of guys.”
“Like you two? Now I’m really scared.” (c)
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Because he wanted them back on track. Because answering questions eventually became a habit. Start with the easy ones, and work up to the hard ones. A basic interrogation technique. (c)
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“You killed two people.”
“I warned them. I told them not to. All my cards were on the table. It was more like assisted suicide. Think of it that way.” (c)
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I was advised I would enjoy creating patterns I alone controlled. I was advised I would find it helpful, since I could already play a bit anyway. Also I was advised it would get rid of aggression. (c)
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By definition there must be a dozen better plans than what the navy would come up with. (c)
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More than one way not to get eaten. (c)
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“Easy to say, with a gun in my face.”
Reacher shook his head in the gloom.
“Easy to say anytime,” he said. (c)
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Reacher’s gaze, which was steady, and calm, and slightly amused, but also undeniably predatory, and even a little unhinged. (c)
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“You think you’re a smart guy?”
“No, but I’m hoping you are.” (c)
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Last year a federal project ran a set of integrated numbers from all across the nation, and it turned out the two most law-abiding populations in America were the Ukrainian and Albanian communities right here in town. They don’t even get parking tickets. That suggests a very close relationship with all levels of law enforcement. (c)
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“Suppose what you learn is that it’s hopeless?”
“Not an acceptable outcome. Can only be a failure of planning. (c)
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“They’ll be plunged into an existential crisis. Do they want Aaron Shevick the name, or Aaron Shevick the physical human being who borrowed their money and is apparently covertly stirring them up? What, after all, is the nature of identity? It’s a question they’ll have to wrestle with.”
“Are you a West Pointer?”
“How could you tell?”
“The level of bullshit. (c)
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The best fights are the ones you don’t have. Even Marines understand that. (c)
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“You want to move out of state?”
“I would prefer you to.” (c)
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“The man and the woman you were harboring.”
“We weren’t harboring diddly squat. (c)
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I don’t see how his welfare suddenly becomes my responsibility, just because he chose to attack my welfare first. I’m not clear how that works exactly. They started it. They can’t expect me to provide a health plan. (c)
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“We should be magnanimous in victory. Someone said that.”
“Full disclosure,” Reacher said. “I told you before. I’m a certain kind of person. Is the guy in the trunk still breathing?”
“I don’t know,” Abby said.
“But there’s a possibility.”
“Yes, there’s a possibility.”
“That’s me being magnanimous in victory. Normally I kill them, kill their families, and piss on their ancestors’ graves.” (c)
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“You’re taking food to an old couple in the middle of the night.”
“That’s a different word than magnanimous.”
“Still a nice gesture.”
“Because one day I could be them. But I’ll never be the guy in the trunk.” (c)
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People pay money for this kind of thing.”
“Where they get spattered with paint, not bullets.”
“So this is more authentic. They would pay more.” (c)
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“Are you Shevick?”
“No,” Reacher said. “You’re confused about that. You’re confused about a lot of things.” (c)
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Organized crime is more bureaucratic than the post office. (c)
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You must be confusing me with someone who gives a shit. (c)
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“Are you married?”
“No,” Reacher said.
“Don’t you want to be?”
“The decision is only fifty percent mine,” he said. “I guess that would explain it.” (c)
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“No such thing as impossible. Merely a failure of planning. (c)
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Massed targets are always more efficient than running after lone fugitives individually. That would take days, in a place like this. We would be chasing around all over town. Best avoided, surely. We’re in a hurry here. We should let them do some of the work for us.”
“You’re nuts, you know that?”
“Says the guy prepared to drive in a straight line at twenty-five miles an hour toward nuclear-tipped antitank artillery.” (c)
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Mind me asking, is this some kind of moral crusade?”
“What part of our process so far strikes you as moral?” (c)
Once again mangled Ukrainian names:
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Her name was Anna Ulyana Dorozhkin. (c) I totally should take off stars for this.