*updated
(Thuds)
Bowery king: "I am the way
into the city of woe.
"I am the way into eternal pain.
(Yelling) "I am the way
to go among the lost.
"Before me, there were
no created things.
"But those that last forever.
"As do I!
"Abandon all hope
you who are about to
You are now in the presence
of the motherfuckin' king!
(Laughing)
You ready, John?
Yeah.
(Snickers)
Man : Move! John wick!
(Man shouting in arabic)
(Man exclaims in arabic)
(Man shouts in arabic)
(Man shouting in arabic)
(Man groans)
(g*nf*re in distance)
(g*nsh*t)
(Man exclaims in arabic)
(Man groans)
(Man yelling in distress)
(Man groans)
(Horse whinnies)
Mr. Wick.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
My ring.
My freedom.
Your ring is gone,
like the elder before me.
And if you came here thinking
you could end this
by k*lling me,
then you are mistaken.
My death will not
change the outcome
any more than you can
change your nature.
None of us
can escape who we are,
and no one escapes the table.
And the only way John wick
will ever have freedom
or peace, now or ever,
is in death.
I know.
I'm afraid you've come
a very long way
for nothing.
Yeah...
Not really.
(Theme music playing)
(Siren wailing)
(Car engine stops)
The manager, please.
A harbinger is here
to see you, sir.
Winston: This must
be a mistake.
Harbinger:
There is no mistake.
By order of the Marquis,
Vincent bisset de gramont,
this hotel has been condemned.
(Briefcase clicks)
(Thuds)
You have one hour.
(Closes briefcase)
He is expecting you.
Can they do this, sir?
The decree is signed
by the members of the table,
giving the Marquis
the power of autem imperator,
which means he is
now our judge, jury and...
(Knocks the table)
Evacuate the hotel.
Winston: Ned Kelly's final words
as the hangman slipped
the noose
around his neck were...
"Such is life."
Can you imagine
the acceptance,
Today is not the day
you will die.
Of that, I am sure.
You have
the unshakeable faith
but you shouldn't be here.
This will not be pleasant.
Such is life, sir.
(Footsteps approaching)
Marquis: (In French accent)
My father used to say,
"how you do anything
"is how you do everything."
Called it the first
and the last rule of life.
(Sand falling)
You believe in rules...
Mr. Manager?
Oh, I do.
Marquis: And what
of consequences?
Of course.
And second chances.
Ah. That's where we differ,
you and I.
(Sand falling)
Second chances
are the refuge of men who fail.
(Stirring audibly)
(Clinking)
Mm. (Smacks lips)
There are those on the table
who blame this, um,
atrocity on New York.
They believe it's this city.
The table has indulged this
f*cking place for too long.
And look where
that has gotten us.
I sh*t him.
(Chuckling) And yet he lives,
polluting everything he touches.
Marquis,
respectfully,
Marquis: Your hotel?
If I might, sir?
By all means.
The continentals
and their management
are a reminder
to all who sit beneath the table
that none of us
are above the rules.
And yet we are here.
Sir, Mr. Wick...
We're not here
because of John wick!
He is simply the face
of your failure, Mr. Manager.
The sand in that glass
is merely an echo
of my remaining Patience.
(Sand whistling)
(Muffled expl*si*n)
You are no longer New York.
(Knuckles cracking)
You are nothing.
You are excommunicado.
And as such...
You no longer need
the services
(Gasping)
It has been an honor,
my friend.
(Breathing slowly)
(Breathing ceases)
It should have been me.
Marquis: Yes.
But it wasn't.
Now, you think about
why that is,
and perhaps one of us
will have benefited
(In French)
(Piano tune playing)
(Piano tune playing on watch)
(Playing same tune)
(Whistles)
(Marquis tut-tuts)
I have a name for you.
(Chuckles) Respectfully,
I'm retired.
Finished. Done.
Marquis: I disagree.
Caine: I'm no use to you.
Or the table.
(Chuckling) That's not
for you to decide.
(Chuckles)
(Sniffles)
I think you should
find someone else.
You came close.
Today.
Too close.
You put her in danger.
(Sighs)
(Taps cane)
I know the deal I made.
A former associate, I believe.
He was.
And a friend.
Hmm.
The agreement
with the table
We give you a name,
you give us a life.
Or...
We take one.
(Sniffs)
I will serve.
I will be of service.
(Taps cane)
Excellent!
I assume you
have a notion of
John wick has
few friends remaining
and even fewer he trusts
with his life.
Marquis: Very, very good.
(Upbeat electronic
music playing)
(People speaking indistinctly)
Welcome to
the Osaka continental.
Yeah, I'm lookin' for a room.
I'm afraid this facility
doesn't allow animals.
Emotional support animal.
She's your
support animal?
I'm hers.
Isn't that right?
She stays in your room.
Enjoy your stay, sir.
It's not too bad.
Not bad at all.
(Music playing on record)
There is a dog
in my lobby.
Emotional support animal.
Of course it is.
Tomorrow's schedule.
Mr. Suzuki at :
and the tarasovs
are requesting
What's this at : ?
Dinner with your daughter.
She says
she's concerned
working too hard.
What must I have done to deserve
such a considerate child?
Good Karma,
I suppose. Indeed.
And how are our guests?
(Sighs) Some of
our gold club members
It's always something.
And today it's New York.
And my concierge?
Concerned.
Perhaps we should
get you an emotional
(Drums b*ating)
(Concierge speaking in Japanese)
Man: We've done nothing
to offend the table.
Concierge: (In English)
Your relationship with Mr. Wick
The table will come.
(Arrow whizzes by)
(Archer apologizes
in Japanese)
will be met with our grace.
Everything he touches dies.
(In Japanese)
Forgive me, father.
Akira.
(In English)
Please tell my daughter
that I look forward
to our dinner.
(Electronic rap music playing)
(Fire roaring)
(Glasses clinking)
(In Japanese)
(In English)
Apparently not.
k*lling the elder
was a mistake, my friend.
Their response
was the destruction of
My daughter fears we are next.
Winston?
Alive, but they ex*cuted
his concierge
to prove a point.
Have you given any thought to
where this ends?
The table will never stop.
You know this.
It only takes life
and only gives death.
Koji...
(In Japanese)
Friendship means little
when it's convenient.
(Woman speaks indistinctly
in Japanese)
Welcome to
the Osaka continental.
The manager.
Por favor.
Of course.
Please, make
yourself comfortable.
(Whispers in Japanese)
The only path
this leads to is death.
I'm going to k*ll them all.
(Chuckles softly)
I believe you'll try.
But no one,
not even you, can k*ll everyone.
You want to die?
That's your choice.
A good death
only comes after a good life.
You and I left
a good life behind
a long time ago, my friend.
Father, the high table.
What is he doing here?
Mr. Wick
is our guest.
Father...
I'll talk to them.
They don't know
(In Japanese)
Stay with Mr. Wick.
(In Japanese)
Henchmen: Hai.
(Woman announcing
in Japanese over pa)
(In English) Welcome
to the Osaka continental, gentlemen.
How may I be of service?
The table has reason to believe
that this facility
is providing services...
(In Latin)
That is a grave accusation.
We will require
full access
Of course.
But as you are well aware,
no business,
not even your kind of business,
may be conducted
on continental grounds.
So, I'm going to have to ask you
to surrender your firearms.
We speak for the Marquis.
And I speak for Osaka.
Your g*ns,
please.
Don't repeat the mistake
that fool in New York made.
Fools talk, cowards are silent,
but wise men listen.
Caine: So which one
will you be?
Hello, old friend.
(Sighs)
So good of you to visit
after all these years.
You are
with them now?
No.
Your daughter?
Mia?
Alive.
And your daughter Akira?
Well.
I'm glad.
You know...
We don't have
to end this with blood.
Then leave.
No one defies the table.
I remember once
you understood that.
And I remember a time
when you understood
the meaning of brotherhood.
Enough!
By order of
the Marquis de gramont,
this hotel has
been deconsecrated.
Step aside.
(Snaps)
(Lights shut down)
Don't do this, koji.
I'm sorry.
(Snaps fingers)
(Shouts in Japanese)
(In Spanish)
(Woman grunting)
(In English) Get out.
(Footsteps approach)
(In Japanese)
(In English) Secure the hotel.
Find wick.
(In Japanese)
(In English)
If they find you here,
the table will
k*ll my father, me,
everyone, because
you broke the rules.
You shouldn't have come.
(In Japanese)
You armed?
(g*nsh*t)
(Man groans)
(Akira grunts)
(In Japanese)
Hai.
(In Japanese)
(Mutters affirmatively)
(Slurping)
(Spits)
Hey!
(In English) Blind man!
(Slurping)
Do your job!
(Exhales)
(Arrow whizzes)
(Taps cane softly)
(Arrow whizzes)
(Sighs)
(Bow creaks)
(Grunting)
(Panting)
(Bell dings)
(Bell dings)
(Bell dings)
(Bell dings)
(Man grunts)
(Groans)
(Bell dings)
(Yells)
(Man groaning)
(Screaming)
(Panting)
(g*nsh*t ricochets)
(Man screams)
(Man screams)
(Screaming)
(Screams)
(Panting)
(Man choking)
(g*nf*re)
Koji: Akira!
(g*nf*re)
(In Japanese)
(Grunts)
(Akira groans)
(In English)
Get out the way
Go to
the umeda station.
Don't insult my gift to you.
And, John, do me
a small courtesy.
(In Japanese)
(Assents in Japanese)
(g*n clicks)
(Men shouting indistinctly)
(Grunting)
(Man screams)
(Man groaning)
(g*nshots)
(Man shouts in distance)
(g*nshots)
(g*n clicks)
(Man grunts
(Groans)
(Groans)
(Machine g*n fires)
(Groaning)
(g*n clicking)
(Screams)
(Man shouting in distance)
(Panting)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Footsteps approaching)
(Taps cane)
(Scraping)
(Clinks)
John?
Caine.
They gave you my name.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Me, too.
(g*nshots)
(Taps cane)
Caine: You should have
stayed out.
For all our sakes.
I tried.
(Taps cane)
Did you?
(Tap)
(Grunting)
(Panting)
(Panting)
Come on, John.
Let's get this sh*t over with.
(Cocks g*n)
Yeah. (Panting)
That sounds
like a good idea.
(g*n magazine clatters)
(Taps cane)
You took a deal.
Same as you, John.
Family?
(Sighs)
Family.
(Clatters)
You dead, John?
(Breathing quietly)
(Breathing heavily)
(Glass cracks)
(g*n clicks)
(John grunting)
John.
Caine.
(g*nsh*t)
(g*n cocks)
(g*nshots)
(Phone ringing)
(Phone clicks)
(Phone rings in distance)
John wick, open...
(Continues in Japanese)
John wick...
(Continues in French)
(Women speaking
multiple languages)
(g*nshots)
(Both grunting)
(John panting)
(g*n cocks)
(Dog growls)
(Yelps)
(g*nsh*t)
(Man choking)
(Dog growling)
Damn, Johnny.
This is
quite the mess
I don't know you.
But I know you.
(Dog growling)
You a tracker?
How much?
Not enough.
But it's gettin' there.
I need you
to take better care
'Cause we're
in this together now.
(Dog snarling)
(Akira groans)
(Akira gasps)
(Akira gasping)
Caine: All right, koji.
Just tell me where John is
and get out of here.
Leave.
Go somewhere far away.
You know I won't.
(Grunts)
(Groans)
(Koji groans)
(In Japanese)
(Groans)
(Scraping)
You owe John wick nothing.
He has no marker on you.
(Exhales sharply)
Koji: You must
have fallen far
the only debts we have...
(Breathes heavily)
lie in markers.
Come on.
I don't want to do this.
(Exhales)
(Grunts)
(Blade slices)
(Groans)
Father!
(Breathing heavily)
Look at me.
Even a blind man knows
you have lost.
(Scoffs)
And, caine,
you don't need eyes
to see the right path.
Just take care of your daughter.
I...
(Breathing heavily)
I am.
(Grunts)
(Koji groans)
No!
(Koji groans)
(Gasping)
(Whimpering)
Caine: Don't.
Live.
(Sword clatters)
(Akira whimpers)
I'll be waiting for you.
(Grunts softly)
(Woman announcing
in Japanese on pa)
(Bell chimes)
(Footsteps approaching)
(Whimpers)
(Train accelerates)
Who is he?
He was a friend.
My father is dead
because of you.
Because of what you did.
So either you k*ll him...
Or I will.
I understand.
(Exhales)
(Sighs)
(Announcement over pa)
Goodbye, Mr. Wick.
(Bell dings)
(Thunder rumbling)
Thanks for coming.
Well, us homeless folk
do have to
stick together now, don't we?
I need to speak to him.
Last time you spoke to him,
you sh*t him off a roof.
I had no choice.
They held all the cards.
No.
But who held the g*n?
John needs to know
the breadth of what's
This Marquis is unrestrained.
The table have
let him off the leash.
Oh, my dear Winston,
your benevolence is touching!
But tell me.
Tell me true.
Why did the frenchman
let you live?
k*lling a man
can turn him
Letting him live...
Tells the world
he's a coward
So what are you?
Aggrieved.
(Operatic music playing)
(Horses neighing)
(Swords clashing)
I fail to see
how laying waste
is getting you closer
to k*lling John wick.
Marquis: This campaign
is not to k*ll John wick.
It is to k*ll
the idea
And to do that, I must
destroy everything
that idea touches.
(Swords clashing)
The bloodshed in Osaka
was not necessary.
The bloodshed was the point.
He'll make it your choice.
You, come with me.
Think twice before accepting.
(Horse whinnies)
And you are?
Tracker: Nobody.
Coyness, Mr. Nobody,
is a pathetic trait.
A miscalculation,
in which by trying
to hide our ego,
we let it appear stark naked.
I will ask only once.
How were you able to locate him?
Pay and I'll tell you.
How much would
such a service
Twenty-five million,
plus a matching contribution
to my k
when he's dead.
Hmm.
We found him once.
We'll find him again.
Is that before
or after he puts you
in the ground?
I like you.
Twenty million.
Like me some more.
Twenty-three.
Ego, Mr. Nobody. Mm.
It's .
You clearly can afford it.
For the service.
Mm-hmm.
(Screams)
(Dog barks)
Tracker: f*ck!
(Continues barking)
No, no, no.
No. It's okay.
Hey, it's okay.
Sit. Sit.
(Groaning)
(Dog whimpering)
What the f*ck is this, man?
A choice.
You can pull the Kn*fe out
or you can pull your hand out.
One shows me
a man committed
and the other,
a man committed to the cause.
Which one are you?
(Whimpering softly)
(Grunts softly)
(Breathing heavily)
(Flesh squelching)
(Groaning)
(Groans)
(Grunts)
(Gasping)
(Tracker groans)
(In French)
Winston.
Jonathan.
My condolences.
He was a good man.
Yes, he was.
Taken for our sins.
Who is this?
The Marquis de gramont.
Elevated only by
his guarantee
All the resources
of the table
Where do I find him?
Paris.
Where will it end?
Huh?
With him dead.
Oh. And then?
Hmm?
Have you learned nothing?
They will replace him
before the body's cold.
Hercules had his hydra.
You have the table,
except you'll
before they run out of heads.
k*ll him, but do it
the smart way.
And get him to give you
your freedom.
How?
Turn his rules
and consequences
Challenge him to single combat.
High table duels are a myth.
Wrong!
They're a cold hard fact,
and part of the foundation
of the table
to stop its more
combustible members
It's also, win or lose,
what you say you want,
a way out.
I don't sit at the table.
Your family does.
Get them to issue the challenge
and then offer you up as proxy.
I don't have a family.
The ruska roma tore my ticket.
Then I suggest
you get your ass
and get it mended.
Or...
Pick a plot.
What do you get
out of this, Winston?
What you were so good
at getting, Jonathan.
Revenge.
(Slow electronic music playing)
(In Russian)
(In Russian)
Hmm.
(Priest preaching in Russian)
(John grunts)
(Groaning)
(In English)
Nice suit.
(Operatic music playing)
(Cell phone vibrating)
Marquis: Speak.
He's in Berlin,
at the ruska roma.
You can wire
that finder's fee now.
No.
Excuse me?
k*ll John and you'll
get your money.
That wasn't part of our deal.
The deal was for your service.
And it's now
a life for a life,
Yours or his.
When it's done,
you will have your prize.
And your pension.
(Sighs)
assh*le.
(In Russian)
(John groans)
Jonathan wick?
(Groans)
(Rope stretching)
(In English)
You are forgetting
we are still under the table.
And last I checked...
(Cranking)
you are excommunicado
and your ticket was torn.
You have no business with us.
(In Russian)
(In English) Pyotr is dead!
After you
put a b*llet
in the elder's head,
the Marquis had one
put in pyotr's.
And in fine Russian tradition...
(Chuckles)
He sent us the bill.
Because of you,
I had to kneel
in front of the man
who m*rder*d my father.
(In English)
Then we have
a common enemy.
We can help each other.
(Chuckles)
You can't even
How the hell
are you going
By k*lling this Marquis.
They just appoint another.
(In Russian)
(Chokes) It does
if I k*ll him in a duel!
(John choking)
(In Russian)
(In English)
How many did you k*ll
to get out?
(Straining) A lot.
You will only have to k*ll one
to get back in.
The bastard who
m*rder*d my father.
Give me the name.
Killa harkan.
You will find him
at himmel and hölle.
When he's dead,
I will mend your ticket.
And the crest?
(Tut-tuts)
Harkan first, then we talk.
Bring proof of death.
(Grunts)
I'll need a way in.
Katia: I know a way.
(Chuckles)
Klaus will take you.
I am Klaus.
(Grunts)
John.
I am Klaus.
(Upbeat electronic
music playing)
Please tell your mistress
that I am honored
by this gesture
and I look forward to
our continuing partnership.
I am Klaus.
Mr. John wick
in the flesh.
(Chuckles)
The baba yaga. (Laughs)
Must be Christmas, ja?
(Laughs)
(Coughs)
(Inhales)
(Exhales)
Where are
my manners? Please.
(Blade slices)
A drink, Mr. Wick?
You were expecting me.
Not me.
Him.
Caine: John?
(Tapping cane)
How are you?
You knew I'd be here.
I suspected it.
Family.
Killa: That family
sold you out, Mr. Wick.
They gave you up
in the vain hope
of saving themselves.
You see, that's why
I never trust the cossacks.
They are dirty people.
(Snickers)
This is personal.
I sense tension here.
Mr. Wick may
probably feel
I'm responsible
for the death of a...
Mutual friend.
But I didn't k*ll koji.
You did, John.
Killa: You know,
this discord
it saddens me.
Allow me to help.
Nein.
We have a deal.
Had.
The Marquis.
Hell, I doubt he'll
mind if it's b*ll*ts,
blades or a blind man.
(Thud)
(Chuckles lightly)
(Inhales sharply)
(In German)
(In English)
Is this
Nobody.
And, no, it's actually for him.
(Killa laughs)
Then take
a seat,
(Laughs)
Exciting, ja? (Laughs)
(Killa continues laughing)
(Killa coughing)
(Growling)
So, you want to k*ll him.
You want to k*ll him.
I want to k*ll him.
What about
you, Mr. Wick?
I'm going to k*ll you.
(Killa chuckling) Oh.
For pyotr. Of course, ja.
But it looks like
we have ourselves, uh,
a genuine conundrum. (Chuckles)
A quandary, if you will.
A real-life dilemma.
(Chuckles)
(Killa continues) So...
How about we play a game?
One hand.
The winner decides who lives...
And who does not.
(Killa chuckling)
(Chuckles softly)
All right.
What's the buy-in?
More than you can afford.
(Scoffs) Yeah,
I'm one b*llet away
from being a very rich man.
Or a dead one.
Five-card draw.
Mr. Wick.
Killa: Mr. Wick?
Dead man's hand, Mr. Wick.
Well...
I don't gamble.
Let's see.
Four nines. And a four.
Most impressive. (Chuckles)
Killa: Ah. Royal flush.
Pretty good for a nobody.
Thank you.
A blind man, a guy with a dog
and John wick walk into a bar
and take a seat at the table.
That either sounds
like the beginning
of a stupendous joke
or a most
profitable opportunity.
(Chuckles)
One thinks he can
serve his way out.
One...
Thinks he can buy his way out.
And one...
Thinks he can k*ll
his way out.
Each of them all think
that they have
But what they fail
to realize
is that the moment they took
a seat at the table...
They had already lost.
Let me guess.
Five of a kind?
Tracker and John: Yeah.
(In cantonese)
(In cantonese)
Killa: Just so you know,
pyotr wasn't personal.
Now, maybe a little bit.
(Killa yelps)
(Henchman grunts)
k*ll!
(Barking)
(Man screaming)
(Dog growling)
(Grunting)
(Screams)
(Pin clicks)
(Grenade clanks)
(Men scream)
(In cantonese)
(Electronic dance music playing)
(Grunting and panting)
(In English) Hey!
He's over there!
(Grunting)
(Electronic dance music
continues)
(Inhales)
(In German)
(Grunting)
(Choking)
(Roars)
(Thuds)
(Muffled dance music playing)
(Inaudible)
(Music intensifies
(Men grunting)
(Henchmen groaning)
Nuts!
(Barking)
(Screaming)
(Dance music continues)
(Killa grunts)
Know what
your problem is,
You are unlucky.
Unlucky in life,
in love,
in friendship...
And now...
In death.
(Laughs)
(Flesh squelching)
(Screams)
(Distorted grunting)
(Blows thudding)
(Dance music continues playing)
Henchman: Killa!
(Indistinct shouting)
(Screams)
(People clamoring)
(Inhales)
(Killa yells)
(Killa grunting)
(Killa groans)
(Screaming in pain)
(Panting heavily)
Why don't you just die?
(Screams)
(Bones cr*ck)
(People clamoring)
(John grunting)
(Clamoring)
Caine: He's mine.
I told you not to take a deal.
Yeah, I guess
your deal didn't
Huh?
Hell of a thing
for them to take
They didn't take them.
I gave them.
(Katia in Russian)
(In Russian)
(Groans)
(Both grunt)
(Both breathe heavily)
(Exhales)
(Katia chuckles)
(In English)
The ruska roma
your challenge.
Who will be your second?
(Exhales softly)
Winston: A warning
of the cost of tyranny.
Marquis: You must intend
to join your concierge.
Winston: Not today.
Per the old ways
and the old laws,
John wick calls you to a duel.
To settle your differences
the old-fashioned way,
as gentlemen should.
You speak of the old ways
as if you know them.
A man of Mr. Wick's
station
cannot issue such a challenge.
He has his family's crest.
Marquis: Hmm.
Berlin.
Ruska roma challenge,
the acceptance
of Mr. Wick
it's all there.
Recorded history now.
And why would I accept this
from a second-rate seat?
Because there
are rules,
We live with
the animals. Exactly.
Marquis: Mm.
Times are changing.
A new day is dawning.
New ideas, new rules,
new management.
Yet you will accept.
Because we all still sit
beneath the table.
Even you are not immune
to the consequences of failure.
And what exactly
are Mr. Wick's terms?
Victoriae fiducia.
The unconditional release
of any and all obligations
Ah, history is littered
with Marquis
who were
only remembered
But you...
You could be remembered
as the man who brought
John wick,
the most feared of all
by the table
and all who sit at it,
Your light.
And who could predict
how high that kind of glory
could take a man in our world?
Noon, la tour eiffel,
to discuss rules.
You may go.
When I'm done.
As his second, upon his victory,
my excommunicado
is to be lifted,
my hotel rebuilt
and re-consecrated,
all at the table's expense.
Of course.
(In French)
How you do anything
is how you do everything.
Now I'm done.
I think I'll miss you
when you're gone.
Shame I can't say the same.
You don't know, do you?
What's that?
A man's second,
like his sponsor,
either walks out
with his champion
or is buried beside him.
The old ways.
Such is life.
(Bell tolling)
Harbinger: Under the old laws,
only one can survive.
Do you both understand that?
(Continues) Very good.
Rules.
The challenged
chooses first. Time?
Sunrise.
Now.
Harbinger: Sunrise.
Location?
You come here
thinking there is
a way out of this world
There is not.
Le centre Pompidou.
Sacré coeur.
Sacré coeur.
Weapons?
If you win,
the table will honor its word.
You will have your freedom.
But you won't take it.
Blades.
Pistols.
Harbinger: Dueling pistols.
Thirty paces.
In the event that
both parties survive,
each will approach the other
at increments of ten paces
until only one remains.
Rules of engagement.
No quarter.
Marquis: You know why
you won't take
Hmm?
Because this is who you are,
who you've always been.
You are a k*ller.
An orphan we plucked
from the street
and honed into a Kn*fe.
And it is the k*lling
that gives you purpose.
A man without purpose...
Is nothing.
No quarter.
Harbinger: No quarter.
If there is nothing else, gentlemen,
I will see...
A nomination.
It is his right.
Harbinger:
Do you have a name?
Caine.
Harbinger: So be it.
Sunrise, sacré coeur.
Dueling pistols, no quarter.
Should Mr. Wick
be victorious,
he will be free of any
and all obligation
to the high table,
and his second
will be reinstated
as the manager of the rebuilt
New York continental.
Should the Marquis
Vincent bisset de gramont
John wick will be dead.
As will his second.
Harbinger: Just so.
Now, if there is
nothing more, gentlemen,
I will see you at sunrise.
Failure to meet
at the appointed hour
will result in forfeiture
and immediate execution.
There is no John out there.
No happy husband
with a normal life.
There's only John wick,
the k*ller.
And he's going to k*ll you.
(Taps cane)
John: Your hotel?
Yes.
You always have
an angle, don't you?
Doesn't everyone?
Let's find safe harbor
before it starts.
There's something
I need to do first.
Sooner rather than later.
Won't do it.
You fight your own fight.
Isn't this what you want?
Hmm?
Victoriae fiducia.
You k*ll him,
and you and your
daughter will be free.
No one can touch her.
If you don't,
she will have to face
the consequences.
The choice is yours.
Caine.
John.
Saying goodbyes?
Saying hello.
You think your wife
can hear you?
No.
Then why bother?
Maybe I'm wrong.
The dead are gone.
Only the living matter.
After my daughter was born...
I wanted to leave this life.
(Tune playing on watch)
I thought I did.
But you didn't.
We're damned...
You and I.
On that we agree.
(Music stops)
My daughter's not.
If it's between you and her...
You're going to die.
Maybe not.
I missed you, John.
It's so good
to sit with a friend.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(Water splashing)
This is how you
resolve the situation?
Duello with the baba yaga.
Failure will shake
the foundation
and it will turn wick
into a Saint.
My victory will do the opposite.
(Harbinger scoffs)
Marquis de gramont!
A man's ambition
should never exceed his worth.
You would do well
to remember that, sir.
(Sentimental
French song playing)
(Muffled French song
continues playing on radio)
(Train approaching)
Bonjour, monsieur wick.
And welcome to la resistance.
A little far from home,
aren't you?
Well, your little act
of uncivil disobedience
inspired me, John.
I'm branching out,
spreading my wings.
How goes the grand
farewell tour?
Coming to an end.
So it seems. So it seems.
Forty-two regular, wasn't it?
It's kevlar, front to back.
The latest in ballistic chic.
Appropriate for
all formal occasions.
Weddings, funerals,
high table duels.
After all, a man
has to look his best
when it's time to get married.
Or buried.
Forgive me, sir,
but this is madness.
Madness?
Trusting your fate
to a blind man?
There are three types
of men in this world.
Those who
have something
those who
have something
and those who
have something
John wick has
none of these things.
He is but a ghost
in search of a graveyard.
But the blind man,
well, he has all three.
Besides, I have a feeling
Mr. Wick will never make it
to the duel by sunrise.
(In Spanish)
(Upbeat rock music playing)
All right, now.
For all you boppers out there
in the city of lights,
for all you street people
with an ear for the action,
to all my loyal listeners
who know the b*at
of the street...
tonight is your chance
to make some beautiful music.
I've been asked
to relay a special request
from a secret admirer.
It seems there's a Thorn
in our little slice of paradise.
A wicked man from the big apple
is making a beeline
to our sacred heart.
We are putting the call out
to deliver your hardest beats
to this man in black.
If you want the prize,
you must finish before sunrise.
This golden oldie,
and I do mean golden hit,
goes out to you, Mr. Wick.
And remember,
there is nowhere to run.
(Pop song playing on radio)
(Tires screech)
(Tires screech)
Dj: I want to thank you all
for listening to wuxia,
the place for
all your entertainment
and informational needs.
(In singsong) Good hunting.
(Pop song continues
playing on radio)
And so it begins.
I'm going to need a g*n.
I thought you'd never ask.
Nine-millimeter pit viper.
How'd you get this?
I know a guy
who knows a guy
Twenty-one round
capacity magazine
with a built-in compensator
for virtually no muzzle flip.
Fiber-optic front sight,
ambidextrous safeties,
flared magwell
for faster reloads,
two-pound extreme trigger,
and for those more,
how shall we say,
intimate encounters,
this viper has
ferocious f*cking fangs.
(g*n clicks)
How close can you
get me to the church?
Amen.
Here we are,
gentlemen. (Exhales)
Your ride.
(Engine whirring)
Winston: When I advised you
not to dip your pinky
back into this pond,
I didn't think I'd get wet.
It'll all be over after today.
When I was burying charon,
I was torn about
what to put
A few words
to sum up
Long live the king!
Had mine made years ago.
Modest.
(Laughs) Prophetic.
What did you decide?
Friend.
That's what he was
above all else.
A friend.
Au revoir
et bonne chasse,
Thank you, king.
Jonathan.
Winston.
Winston:
Sunrise is at : .
Don't be late for
all our sakes, hmm?
"Loving husband."
Hmm?
That's what I want on mine.
"John. Loving husband."
(Phone ringing)
(Man on phone
speaks indistinctly)
Confirmed.
Dj: Good news, boppers.
We have a sighting.
Our man in black
has been spotted
in the septième arrondissement.
I think it's high time
we paint him red.
(Rock music playing)
(Car horn blares)
(Car horn beeping)
(Grunting)
(Engine revving)
(Groaning)
(Engine revving)
(Gasps)
(Engine revs)
(Tires squeal)
(Engine revving)
(g*nshots)
(Men yelling)
(Engine roars)
(Engine revs)
(Engine revving)
It seems like
our friends at the guild
and now it's rolling
to the arc de triomphe.
Let's see who picks it up.
(Car horn blaring)
(Tires squealing)
(Tires screeching)
(Car horns blaring)
(Car horn blaring)
(Tires screech)
(Engines revving)
(Tires squealing)
(Grunts)
(Car horns blaring)
(Tires squealing)
(Groaning)
(Tires squealing)
(Crashing)
(Engine revving)
(Car horns blaring)
(Grunts)
Dj: Come on now, people.
We're gonna have
to do a lot better.
(Pop song playing on radio)
Now, who's gonna be
our big winner?
(Men speaking French)
(Car horns blare)
(Grunting)
(Car horns blaring)
(Grunts)
(Car horn blaring)
(Car horns blaring)
(g*nshots)
(Car horn blares)
(Tires screech)
(John gasps)
(Car horns blaring)
(Tires screeching)
(Grunts)
(Glass shatters)
(Tires screech)
(Cell phone ringing)
Who is this?
You know, the question
you should be asking,
huh, is how much?
I think we have
the situation under control.
(Car horns blaring)
(g*nshots)
Because the way I see it,
is that if Mr. Johnny boy
makes it to the church
this could be your
last night as Marquis.
(Call disconnects)
(Bus horn blares)
(Car horns blaring)
(g*nsh*t)
(Cocks g*n)
(g*nshots)
(Dog barking)
(Dog growling)
(Shouts in Spanish)
(Dog yelps)
(Tires screech)
(Barking)
(Car horns blaring)
(Man shouts indistinctly)
(Engine revving)
(Tires screeching)
(Motorcycle engine roaring)
Dj: A little traffic update.
I'm hearing the boys in black
couldn't get it done.
Our wicked friend
is on the move again.
He's headed your way,
my listeners of the th.
(Engine spluttering)
(Motorcycle engine revving)
(Speaking French)
(Both grunting)
(Screaming)
(Dog growling)
(Barks)
(Man screaming)
(Dog snarling)
(g*nsh*t)
(Bones cr*ck)
(Panting)
(Cell phone ringing)
(Muffled g*nshots)
Yes?
Fine. You have a deal.
All right. it is.
(Chuckles)
That wasn't our deal.
(g*nshots)
Well, that's the only deal
being offered today.
(Hangs up)
(Chuckles, grunts)
Get him!
(Dog barks)
(Growling)
(g*nshots)
(Man screaming)
Phone!
(Man groaning)
(Dog snarling)
(Cell phone ringing)
What?
Now, you
Forty.
You pay for the service.
(In French)
Dj: Good news, boppers.
The lottery just went up.
(Men speaking hurriedly)
(Man shouts in French)
(Both grunting)
(Men shouting in French)
(Men speaking French)
(Upbeat electronic
music playing)
(Men groaning)
(Screams)
(Men groaning)
(Men screaming)
(Muffled g*nf*re)
(Man shouts in French)
(Dog barking)
(Man screaming)
(Both grunt)
(John groans)
(Both grunting)
(Tracker groans)
(Choking)
(Dog barks)
(Grunts)
(Dog snarling)
(Screaming)
(Grunts)
(Dog yelps)
(Grunts)
(Barking)
(Screams)
(Men shouting in distance)
(g*nf*re)
(g*nshots)
(b*ll*ts ricocheting)
(Grunts)
(Groaning)
(Grunts softly)
Dj: To all you boppers
still sitting on the side,
Mr. Wick has
the church in sight.
We are almost out of time.
Last chance to win the prize
before Mr. Wick's last sunrise.
So who out there is going
to climb those steps?
(In French)
(Panting)
(Ticking)
(Grunting)
(Grunting)
(Groaning)
(Men grunting)
(g*nshots)
(Screams)
(Silenced g*nshots)
(g*nf*re continues in distance)
(Smacks lips)
(Man shouts indistinctly)
(g*nshots)
(Man groaning)
(Grunting)
(Groaning)
(g*n clicks)
(Groans)
(Grunts)
(Panting)
(Both grunt)
(John groaning)
(Clanks)
(Grunting)
(Groans)
(Groans)
It appears Mr. Wick
won't be joining us.
(Bell tolling in distance)
(Groans)
(Soft tapping)
Caine: John?
John?
Caine.
What time is sunrise?
(Groans)
Two...
Maybe three minutes.
I need you to get to the top
of those stairs, John.
(Sighs)
Yeah.
Ready?
Yeah.
(Cane clanks)
(g*n cocking)
Twelve or nine?
Nine.
(Men grunting)
(Grunts)
(Groans)
Six upstairs. Thanks.
(g*nf*re continues in distance)
(Screams)
(Groans)
(Groans)
(Grunts)
(Cocks g*n)
(Dog whining softly)
Ciao, ciao, Mr. Wick.
(g*nsh*t)
You can't sh**t me.
(Sighs)
Yeah, you're right.
But I can sh**t him.
(Choking)
But I can hit you,
m*therf*cker. (Spits)
Let's go, John.
(Cane clanking)
(Groaning)
(Dog growling)
(In Spanish)
(Growling)
Nuts.
(Snarling)
(Groaning)
You hit my puppy.
(g*nsh*t)
(Tracker clicks tongue)
You know, you owe me.
Yeah.
(Grunts)
Nothing personal, John.
We're even now.
Caine: Yeah.
(Exhales deeply)
(Sighs)
(Exhales deeply)
And so we begin.
We seek the truth
and will endure
All: Consequences.
(b*ll*ts clattering)
Go on now. Come on.
(b*ll*ts clattering)
(g*n cocks)
Positions, gentlemen.
See you
in the next life, brother.
Thirty paces.
Remember
your daughter.
What a beautiful sunrise.
Last words, Winston?
Just have fun out there.
(Sighs)
Are you ready, Mr. Caine?
Mr. Wick?
(In Latin)
(In English) Fire!
(g*nsh*t echoes)
(Grunts)
Twenty paces!
Fire!
(Winces)
(Groans)
(Groans)
Nice.
(Groans softly)
(Exhales sharply)
Ten paces!
(Groans)
Just k*ll him.
Those who cling to death,
live.
Those who cling to life,
die.
Fire!
(Grunts)
(Grunting)
(Panting)
(Exhales)
(Dog whines softly)
(In French)
(In English)
As your sponsor,
I claim the coup de grâce.
Your w*apon, give it to me.
Is my daughter free now?
Oui. you
and your daughter.
Enjoy.
Rules.
Winston: Ha.
You arrogant assh*le,
he didn't sh**t.
Consequences.
(Panting)
(Laughs)
That's f*cking good.
(John grunts)
(Groans)
Hmm.
Your obligation to the table...
Is satisfied, John wick.
You are free.
As are you
and your daughter, sir.
You will be
fully reinstated,
All of your terms
will be fulfilled.
Our business here now
is concluded.
Good day.
(Snaps fingers)
(John grunts)
(Sighs)
(Sniffs)
My brother.
You owe me one.
(Chuckles softly)
Yeah.
(Caine walks away)
Winston.
Jonathan.
Will you take me home?
Of course.
(John breathing heavily)
(Groans softly)
(Breathing heavily)
Helen.
Never thought I'd see the day.
Where do you think he is,
heaven or hell?
Who knows?
(Bowery king chuckles)
(In Russian)
♪ You've taken everything
I love from me ♪
♪ now it's time
to pay the price ♪
♪ well, I'll be walking free ♪
♪ I'm gonna make it right
I won't apologize ♪
♪ no tears left to cry
I'm seeing wick tonight ♪
♪ an eye for an eye
a life for a life ♪
♪ I'll see you in hell
on the other side ♪
♪ an eye for an eye
a life for a life ♪
♪ I'll see you in hell
on the other, other side ♪
♪ I'll try to burn for you ♪
♪ I'll meet you
in the afterlife ♪
♪ I'll take an eye for an eye
a life for a life ♪
♪ I'll see you in hell
on the other side ♪
♪ bring you to your knees
better pray I leave ♪
(Vocalizing)
♪ I'll see you in hell
on the other side ♪
(Theme song playing)
(Violin music playing)
John Wick Chapter 4 (2023)
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