John Wick: I'm just asking you to try. Either way, you and me, we'll be even. Sofia: No. After this, we are less than even.
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Winston: Jonathan, what have you done?
The Director: All of this for what, because of a puppy? John Wick: It wasn't just a puppy.
Sofia: He shot my dog! John Wick: I get it.
John Wick: Guns, lots of guns.
Operator: John Wick, Excommunicado. In effect, 6: 00 p.m., Eastern Standard Time.
You honour me by bringing death to my front door.
How can you fight the wind? How cam you smash the mountains? How can you bury the ocean? How can you escape from the light? Of course, you can go to the dark. But they're in the dark, too. So, what do you really want?
The path to paradise begins in hell.
I have served. I will be of service.
There are rules, they are the only things that separate us from the animals.
The king is dead. Long live the king.
How can you fight the wind? How can you smash the mountains? How can you bury the ocean? How can you escape from the light? Of course, you can go to the dark. But they're in the dark, too. So, what do you really want?
Bowery King: They about to learn that if you cut a king, you better cut him to the quick.
Zero: I gotta say, I'm a pretty big fan.
Zero: Is that the dog? He likes you. Me? I'm, uh, more of a cat person myself.
John Wick: I have served. I will be of service.
The Director: Your ticket is torn. You may never return home.
Operator: John Wick, Excommunicado. In effect, 6: 00 p.m., Eastern Standard Time.
John Wick: I have served. I will be of service.
Operator: John Wick, Excommunicado. In effect, 6: 00 p.m., Eastern Standard Time.
Winston: I know you will do The Continental proud. Charon: I'll see you soon, sir. Winston: And you, Jonathan, do what you do best. John Wick: What's that? Winston: Hunt... Si vis pacem, para bellum!
John Wick: Sofia, we're not going in like the old days, just a conversation. Sofia: Nothing's ever just a conversation with you, John.
Bowery King: Avert your eyes, my sweet. Bowery King: The king is dead. Long live the king.
Winston: Si vis pacem, para bellum. Winston: If you want peace, prepare for war.
Bowery King: Welcome to my Mission Control. Brain stem of my operation. The information super flyway. From whence I control the word on the street, the way of the world. The Adjudicator: With pigeons. Bowery King: Yes. You see rats with wings, but I see the Internet. No IP addresses. No digital footprint. Can't track it, can't hack it, can't trace it. The Adjudicator: Can you get disease from it? Bowery King: Well, I wouldn't recommend that you eat one.
John Wick: I'm just asking you to try. Either way, you and me, we'll be even. Sofia: No. After this, we are less than even.
The Elder: Why do you want to live? John Wick: To remember Helen. To remember us.
Bowery King: Okay. You made your point. You have earned my fealty. Matter of fact, I'm gonna shove so much fealty up your ass it's gonna come spilling out of your mouth. The Adjudicator: You had your chance. Bowery King: Well, since you see it that way, I guess it's time I told you to climb down off your High Table and go fuck yourself. The Adjudicator: Duly noted. You gave John Wick seven bullets, your penance will be paid with seven cuts. Bowery King: Well, sometimes you gotta cut a motherfucker.
The Adjudicator: What are we going to do about John Wick? Winston: Oh, he has to die. Winston: Sorry, Jonathan. I don't see any other way.
The Director: Even if I wanted to, I can't help you, Jardani. The HIgh Table wants your life. How can you fight the wind? How can you smash the mountains? How can you bury the ocean? How can you escape from the light? Of course, you can go to the dark. But they're in the dark, too. So, tell me, Jardani. What do you really want? John Wick: Passage. The Director: Where did you want to go? John Wick: Casablanca. The Director: The path to paradise begins in hell.
The Adjudicator: Santino D'Antonio. A newly instated member of the High Table, slain by Mr. Wick while seeking sanctuary in the Continental. The Adjudicator: With a .45 ACP, it appears. Winston: I had no control over Mr. Wick's actions. The Adjudicator: And yet he lives because you deemed it so, yes? Winston: Yes. The Adjudicator: You have known Mr. Wick for a great many years. It might even be fair to call you friends, yes? Instead of stopping him, instead of killing him, you stood by and let him walk away after he shot Santino D'Antonio in front of you. Winston: I made him excommunicado. The Adjudicator: But not before you gave him an hour to escape. Winston: He broke the rules in my hotel. The Adjudicator: This is exactly the problem, your hotel. Where is your fealty? Winston: I've been of service for over 40 years. The Adjudicator: Under the Table. Serving the Table. Everything is under the Table. I understand that you have your loyalties, but this cannot be overlooked. Let me be clear, I am here to adjudge you. You have one week to get your affairs in order. Winston: Excuse me? The Adjudicator: At such time, your successor will be named. There are rules, they are the only things that separate us... Winston: From the animals. The Adjudicator: Yes. You have seven days. In the meantime, if you need any assistance with your transition, you may look for me in room 217. Winston: Enjoy your stay at the Continental.
Sofia: You're excommunicado, John, and that marker doesn't mean shit. John Wick: This is your blood. Your bond. When you needed help... I was there.
Bowery King: What the hell do you want? The Adjudicator: I wanted to see where it didn't happen. Bowery King: Where what didn't happen? The Adjudicator: Where you didn't kill John Wick. Bowery King: I've always been under the impression that contracts and executing them was optional. I have no problem with John Wick. The Adjudicator: And yet, you gave John a seven-round Kimber 1911, knowing that he intended to use it to stand against the Table, yes? The Adjudicator: This Kimber 1911, to be exact. You gave John Wick seven bullets, the High Table is giving you seven days. Bowery King: Seven days for what, exactly? The Adjudicator: To settle your affairs and find a new home for your birds. In seven days, you abdicate your throne. Bowery King: Oh, my dear. Tell me, do you know what the Bowery is, Adjudicator? Do you know what happens when I wave my hand? No, there will be no replacement for me on the throne. Because I am the throne, baby. I am the Bowery! I am all that you deign not to look at when you walk down the street at night. The Bowery is mine. Mine alone. The Adjudicator: Do not make the mistake of thinking you exist outside the rules, no men do. You have seven days.
Charon: I do hope that Mr. Wick finds his way to safety. Winston: He knew the rules, he broke them. And killed a man on company grounds, Charon.
John Wick: You can't kill the bearer of your marker. Sofia: I didn't kill you. I just shot you.
The Director: You know, when my pupils first come here, they wish for one thing: a life free of suffering. I try to dissuade them from these childish notions, but as you know The Director: , art is pain. Life is suffering.
The Adjudicator: Mr. Wick is gone. Winston: A true tragedy. The Adjudicator: You misunderstand. I mean that he is no longer on the street. Winston: That seems improbable. The Adjudicator: And yet, true. I trust you understand the repercussions if he survives. Both from above and below. The last thing either one of us needs is Mr. Wick paying us a visit in the night. For both our sakes, I'll hope you see to it that this situation is taken care of, yes? Winston: Absolutely. How far can he get?
The Elder: I can give you one last chance to earn a life. However, it might not be the life that you wish. Complete a task for us, and your excommunicado will be reversed, the open contract closed. You would be permitted to continue to live. Not free under the Table, but bound to it. Doing what you do best for the rest of your days. The choice is yours. Die here and now, or continue to live and remember through death. John Wick: What must be done? The Elder: The cost of your life will be the death of others. The first of which will be the man they call Winston. John Wick: What? The Elder: He has forgotten his fealty. Neither the open contract nor the excommunicado will be lifted until you complete your task. So if you wish to live, and if you wish to remember, this is the choice you must make. John Wick: I will serve. I will be of service.
Zero: I wasn't expecting the High Table so soon. The Adjudicator: There is a task. It involves someone who broke the rules and stood against the Table. Zero: John Wick, you mean. My students have not been idle. The Adjudicator: John Wick and all who've helped him. You've heard the stories about him, of course. Killed scores of men this past week alone because of... Zero: A dog, a car. I'm familiar. And I'm interested. Very. Zero: Blowfish. Very fatal. No soy. Zero: I have served, I will be of service.
The Elder: My son, how have you come to be so lost? John Wick: Not lost. Looking for you. The Elder: You think I speak of your location? Never have I seen a man fight so hard to end up back where he started.
Charon: Put your weapon down. Zero: He's excommunicado. Charon: Unless you wish to become the same, I suggest you lower your gun. John Wick: I'd like to see the manager. Charon: Of course. If you would be so kind as to follow me.
Administrator: The New York Continental Hotel has been deconsecrated. Goodbye.
