John Wick: The knife is in your aorta. You pull it out, you will bleed and you will die. Consider this a professional courtesy.
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Because...I lived my life my way. And I will die my way.
An eye for an eye, John. You know how it goes.
You stabbed the devil in the back and forced him back into the life that he had just left. You incinerated the priest's temple. Burned it to the ground. Now he's free of the marker, what do you think he'll do?
John Wick: You wanted me back... I'm back!
John Wick: The knife is in your aorta. You pull it out, you will bleed and you will die. Consider this a professional courtesy.
Abram: I can assure you that the stories you hear about John Wick, if nothing else, have been watered down.
Bowery King: That's downright upright of you, Mr. Wick.
Bowery King: A gift from the boogeyman. Perfect for every occasion.
Bowery King: I am all seeing, and I am all knowing.
Santino D'Antonio: No wife, no dog, no home. You have nothing, John. Vengeance is all you have left.
Bowery King: He's offered seven million dollars for your life. Seven million dollars is a lot of money, Mr. Wick. John Wick: So I guess you have a choice. You want a war? Or do you wanna just give me a gun? Bowery King: Somebody, please! Get this man a gun!
Sommelier: Good afternoon, Mr. Wick. It's been a long time. John Wick: I'd like a tasting. Sommelier: I know of your past fondness for the German varietals, but I can wholeheartedly endorse the new breed of Austrians. Glock .34 and .26. Recontoured grips. Flared magwell for easier reloads. And I know you'll appreciate the custom porting. What's next? John Wick: I need something robust. Precise. Sommelier: "Robust. Precise." AR-15, 11.5-inch. Compensated with an ion-bonded bolt carrier. Trijicon accupoint with 1-6 magnification. John Wick: Could you recommend anything for the end of the night? Something big, bold. Sommelier: May I suggest the Benelli M4? Custom bolt carrier release and charging handle. Textured grips, should your hands get... wet. An Italian classic. John Wick: Dessert? Sommelier: Dessert. Our finest cutlery. All freshly stoned. Shall I have everything sent to your room? John Wick: Yes. Thank you. Sommelier: Excellent. Mr. Wick? Do enjoy your party.
Santino D'Antonio: Listen to me. What is this? Hmm? Do you remember? This is your blood. You came to me. I helped you. If you don't do this, you know the consequences. John Wick: I'm not that guy anymore. Santino D'Antonio: You are always that guy, John. John Wick: I can't help you. I'm sorry. Santino D'Antonio: You're right. You can't. But he can. I'll see you soon, John.
John Wick: I'd like to see the manager. Charon: How good to see you again so soon, Mr. Wick. Shall I announce you? John Wick: Yes, please. John Wick: Stay. Charon: Mr. Wick is on his way to see you, sir.
Cassian: I'll make it quick. I promise. John Wick: I appreciate that. I'll try and do the same.
John Wick: I'm here to see Santino D'Antonio. Charon: He's waiting for you in the lounge, sir.
Winston: Jonathan. John Wick: Winston. What am I looking at? Winston: The Camorra's doubled Santino's open contract, it's gone international. John Wick: High Table... Winston: Mmm. John Wick: And the Continental? Winston: You killed a man on company grounds, Jonathan. You leave me no choice but to declare you excommunicado. The doors to any service or provider in connection with the Continental are now closed to you. I am so sorry. Your life is now forfeit. John Wick: Then why am I not dead? Winston: Because I deemed it not to be.
Aurelio: John, what the hell? I thought you loved this car. John Wick: What do you think? Aurelio: Well, your motor's about to fall out and the chassis's all bent up, the-the driveshaft is all destroyed. And I don't know if you noticed, but you got a crack in your windshield. I mean... what do I think? I could fix this. John Wick: Thanks for finding her. Aurelio: Not a problem, man. I just made a few calls. No big deal. John Wick: Let me know when it's fixed. Aurelio: All right. It'll be ready Christmas... 2030.
Bowery King: No one sneaks up on me anymore, thanks to you. I am all-seeing and all-knowing. John Wick: Then you know why I'm here. Bowery King: Santino D'Antonio, yes. Your contract went wide, John. That's bad for your health. What's the number up to now, Earl? Bowery King: $7 million! Damn! It's Christmas. We're going to Applebee's after this. John Wick: I need your help. You have eyes begging for change on every corner in the city. I'm thinking you can find Santino. I need you to move me. Underground. Get me to him. Bowery King: How sweet it is! The boogeyman begging me for help. Well, of course, John. Yes, John. Whatever you'd like, John. Would you like a backrub with that, John? John Wick: You're going to help me. Bowery King: Why the fuck would I do that? John Wick: Because I'm the only one that can help you.
Winston: What are you doing, Jonathan? John Wick: He burned my house down. Winston: You rejected his marker. You're lucky he stopped there. What the hell were you thinking, giving a marker to a man like Santino D'Antonio? John Wick: It was the only way I could get out. Winston: Oh. You call this "out"? What did you think was gonna happen? What did you expect? Huh? Did you really think this day was never going to come? Hmm? What does he want you to do? John Wick: I didn't ask. I just said no. Winston: Two rules that cannot be broken, Jonathan. No blood on Continental grounds, and every marker must be honored. Now, while my judgment comes in the form of excommunicado, the High Table demand a more severe outcome if their traditions are refused. John Wick: I have no choice? Winston: You dishonor the marker, you die. You kill the holder of the marker, you die. You run, you die. This is what you agreed to, Jonathan. Do what the man asks. Be free. Then, if you want to go after him, burn his house down, be my guest. But until then... John Wick: Rules. Winston: Exactly. Rules. Without them, we'd live with the animals.
