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It seems like everyone is suffering
I have served, I will be of service.
What?
just to keep her safe.
May I suggest the 2011 Combat Master
Good to see you, too.
(MAN GRUNTING)
(BOTH SPEAKING MANDARIN)
I have served. I will be of service.
(DOG PANTING)
Very well.
this is the choice you must make.
and your Excommunicado will be reversed.
(ON SPEAKERS) Administrator.
I cannot tell you where to find the Elder.
(TIRES SCREECH)
(CLAPPING)
(KEYBOARD CLACKING) (SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
(GROANS)
All right, let me see. Let me see.
(WHIMPERS)
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(GRUNTS)
We leave in 10 minutes.
He likes you.
Please.
Can't say I blame him.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
the High Table is giving you seven days.
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Fourteen million. It's a lot of money.
Winston.
(YELLS AND GROANS)
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Are we negotiating? (DOOR OPENS)
(GROANING)
we're not the same
Uh-huh.
THE HIGH TABLE ACCEPTS YOUR FEALTY
'Cause I am really pissed off.
Cheese. Lots of cheese.
and re-pledge my fealty to the High Table.
Best of luck, Mr. Jonathan. Best of luck.
Puncture wound.
And every interested party in this city wants a piece of it.
I have served I will be of service
You see that coin?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(MAN YELLS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Don't worry, your weapon is still there. Please drink.
If you're not gonna kill him, he is gonna kill you,
(BOTH GRUNT)
I'm afraid our friend here is off limits.
I suggest you lower your gun.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTING)
a parlay would be good
Well sometimes you gotta snitch a motherfucker
So be it.
Maybe I should have.
(BLUE GRUNTS)
To pay for what I've done.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Do not make the mistake of thinking
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.
Yeah. Take four.
(MAN GRUNTING)
Meaning, "men who are faithful
Until you die as a servant of the High Table.
Because I am the throne, baby.
So soft and yet so fierce.
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(GLASS CRACKS)
I have no problem with John Wick.
Or as a man who loved and was loved by his wife?
(ENGINES REVVING)
I would like to suggest a parlay
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(MUSIC STOPS)
you stood by and let him walk away
Are we in play, sir?
(GRUNTING)
within these very walls.
When you are on your last breath,
(HORNS CONTINUE BLARING)
The Bagalaga? The Bagalaga?
Brain stem of my operation. The information super flyway.
I'm not here for Mr. Wick.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
Are services still off limits to me?
(LAUGHS AND GROANS)
(DOOR UNLOCKS)
Deconsecrated.
I SMELL FISH.. I WONDER WHAT YOUR BALLS TASTE LIKE...
Wands. Lots of wands
(ALL GRUNTING)
Mr. Jonathan,
Sa mag uyab karon FEBRUARY 14