Wanted Edit

A clan of weavers discovered a mystical language hidden in the fabric.

A fraternity of assassins. The weapons of fate.

A home.

A lifetime of bad habits.

A lot of things for you weren't possible before today.

A member of this fraternity went rogue.

A necessity to maintain balance in the world.

A target.

A thousand years ago,

A thousand.

About 20 years ago,

Account manager?

Acting for five minutes like Janice doesn't make all our lives miserable

After I was recruited into the Fraternity,

After today, you will never set foot in here again.

All I can tell you is this is a textile mill.

All right, shoot the target.

All right. Clearly I don't understand,

All right. We're up.

All this together?

And a damn good one.

And brands his initials into each one of them so they will never ever forget.

And force them to watch

And George... George, go help Peter up there.

And he couldn't take it.

And he was going to do something about it on his own, right?

And her dad's on this big racketeering case.

And I am none of these.

And I can't wait to start checking me off some big fucking boxes.

And I gave you a gun and told you to hit the target,

And I killed him.

And I still don't have that billing report.

And I'm supposed to run?

And I'm sure that if you call my boss, Janice,

And it's got Sloan's name on it.

And let me assure you, they are substantial.

And let us take our Fraternity of Assassins to heights

And lies on top of the others?

And most importantly, that every job has a perfect weapon.

And not service them.

And that a Fraternity member had failed to pull the trigger.

And that's when my dad found out and decided to stand against him.

And that's when you sent a man's son

And the others you see around you are all very good at killing.

And the way he pays people a visit

And then he takes a wire hanger and twists it round

And they say they're not even gonna let him out.

And tie up their loved ones,

And we're suppose to take it on faith that what we're doing is right.

And Wesley is the only one who can get to him.

And you're going to use it to kill the man who shot him down in cold blood.

Are you crazy? Grab the wheel.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

Are you Russian? Yeah.

Are you sure you're ready for the answers?

Assassin?

Assassinations.

At breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Attitude, poor! Performance, poor!

Back off. Back off.

Barry, he pleases me in ways that you've never even heard of!

Barry!

Barry!

Barry! Could you feed Annabelle?

Beat the shit out of you?

Because you are the only person he wouldn't kill.

Because, like an apostle,

Before he was counting sheep?

Behind you!

Being somebody else.

Belonged to him.

Betrayed him.

Big night. I got to get into recovery.

Binary code?

Blindsided him on a rooftop.

Books, weapons, clothes,

Boom goes the dynamite.

Breathe. Breathe, all right?

Bull's eye.

Bullshit!

But a consultant told us we needed to manage our clients

But as it stands, the way you behave,

But do you make sweaters or do you kill people?

But I want you to know

But it doesn't give you the right to treat your workers like horseshit, Janice.

But it's still in the fringe of your brain?

But most of all, you wish you weren't such a pussy

But Sloan turned everyone against him.

But they go apeshit for peanut butter.

But who am I now?

But you're gonna have to let me out and call the cops!

But you've got time to sit here and Google your ass off.

Can you do that? Can you do that? Hello?

Careful.

Changing the course of history as we see it.

Check the shuttle rotation on this STB. It should be 300 per minute.

Chicks dig it.

Choosing the targets we select.

Coasting through life in a miserable existence

Come here.

Come here. Come here. What?

Come on, pussy. I'm not a pussy!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on. Just stay with us.

Come on! No! No! Stay with us.

Come on. Open your eyes!

Come out of a necessity, Wesley.

Could you let me out at the next corner, please?

Couldn't find your keys, huh?

Cross gets closer with each hour.

Cross is taking us out one by one.

Cross.

Cross.

Decipher it yourself.

Did you spend a lot of time with knives?

Do you have the numbers in front of you?

Do you really want to know who you are?

Do you see that one thread that missed the weave

Eating crappy food and pretending to worship her.

Either you shoot, or I do.

Entrusted to us so that we might forge stability out of chaos.

Ever since Fox had her teeth in you, he's been trying to separate you from them.

Every attack he ever executed.

Every culture in history has a secret code,

Everyone in this room.

Everything in this room,

Everything they told me wasn't a lie.

Everything they told you was a lie.

Everything you will need to kill your target.

Fate does.

Fate wanted you dead.

Fate.

Fate.

Feed Annabelle.

Fifth window.

Finally, I have a chance to step into my father's shoes.

Find a connection in this room, Wesley.

First time in your life, Wesley, you're in control.

Five, four, three, two, one.

For wishing for things that will never change.

From cheating girlfriends and sack of shit best friends.

From ergonomic keyboards,

From Janice, from billing reports,

From Sloan,

From the Fraternity,

From there.

Front for what? I don't know.

Fuck it.

Fuck that, you pussy! I'm not a pussy!

Fuck the code.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Get back in here!

Get back to work.

Get down!

Get him to pay her father a visit.

Get out of the way! Sit down! Stay down! Stay down!

Get up.

Go fuck yourself.

Go.

God, I wish I had something else to relieve my stress.

Good for one. Yeah.

Good God A'mighty, you're over here like it's spring fucking break,

Goodbye, Mr. X.

Grow a pair. Live the life I was born to live.

Gun! What?

Have a good night.

Have you even thought about our talk?

Have you ever thought about doing things differently?

He always travels the same six blocks of Halsted.

He could conduct a symphony orchestra with it.

He got Rictus. Perfect shot. Impossible angle.

He had to go to the dentist. Again.

He hoped you would find your own way.

He is the man.

He knows more about a piece than anybody, and he's gonna teach you how to use one.

He said it was the only way you'd believe.

He started by killing the one man who was better than him.

He wanted a different path for you,

He was always one chess move ahead.

He was my father.

He was trying to fucking kill me!

He was trying to rescue you.

He works out of what is now a monastery in Eastern Moravia.

He's all yours.

He's alone.

He's been in recovery for, like, three days now,

He's fucking persistent, you know.

He's here!

He's on the train.

He's right there!

He's sending me a message.

He's taunting me.

He's the man.

He's trapping you.

Heads up out of the question?

Hello, Wesley.

Hello? Hey!

Hello.

Her dad was a federal judge,

Here is what the truth is.

Here.

Here's what you need to know, puto.

Hey, come back! Hey!

Hey, I think that's my old train.

Hey, this is pretty awesome, huh?

Hey, we can't shoot a dead woman! She might be somebody's mom...

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Hey.

Hey. Hey, Russian.

Hi. How you doing?

Hi. How you doing? Good.

His bullets untraceable, of course.

Holy shit on an altar, it is.

How am I suppose to do that?

How do you mean?

How many punches did The Repairman throw

How much is it? Oh. Plus this.

How the hell did he do that?

How you doing?

How you doing? Pretty good.

How'd he do that? Jumped off a building.

How's it going today, Wesley?

I am all of these.

I can just slow things down like with the flies.

I can shoot the wings off the back of a fly! I'm ready!

I can try and arrange a meet.

I can't even see them!

I can't go back.

I can't... The same man who tried to kill you tonight.

I did mold this, but I can't be responsible for the people who use them.

I do feel sorry for you.

I don't give a shit. Tell me where he is.

I don't have any money or...

I don't know anything about him.

I don't know if he was bad, I don't know if he was evil.

I don't know if I can do that.

I don't know what that means.

I don't know what the fuck you did to piss this guy off,

I don't know who I am.

I don't know, so hit me.

I don't know.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I don't want this person dead.

I don't...

I feel I can speak for the entire office

I feel kind of good.

I found out that Max Petridge's name had come up

I go alone or he doesn't show. He's not stupid.

I guess I feel

I have a girlfriend whom I neither manage nor service.

I have a gun, sir. All right?

I have a new perspective on the Fraternity.

I have a standing prescription for medication to control my anxiety attacks.

I have to be as good as my father.

I have to become his student, memorize every move he ever made,

I have to stop this.

I have to train harder.

I hope that's not my billing report sitting on your desk.

I interpret,

I invite you to take your gun,

I kind of like it.

I knew your father.

I know we laugh at you, Janice.

I lost my wallet somewhere.

I love these energy drinks, man.

I mean, all these guys are killers, aren't they?

I might need that.

I need an ergonomic keyboard to keep my repetitive stress injury in check.

I picked up for a really good price.

I promised your father I'd bring you back here.

I pulled this out of my shoulder.

I really think you have me mixed up with somebody else.

I said I don't know who I am.

I saved your lives.

I say kill them all and let fate sort out the mess.

I think we lost him. I think we lost him.

I think you owe me some answers.

I thought he'd be

I understand.

I used to be called an account service representative,

I wanna kick your fucking ass!

I want that report on my desk in one hour.

I want you to curve the bullet.

I want you to live.

I want you to try and catch it.

I was living a lie.

I would have stayed in my cubicle, you know.

I'll be honest with you, all I see are threads.

I'll get it done, Janice.

I'm almost, like, kind of on an energy drink cleanse,

I'm an account service representative... I'm an account manager.

I'm finding it hard to care about anything these days.

I'm gonna send him one back.

I'm just kidding.

I'm not a pussy. I got a healthy respect for the human condition.

I'm not a pussy. You're a pussy.

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry? You apologize too much.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Could you just give me one second? Thank you.

I'm the man?

I'm the man.

I'm the one who's sorry I hired your ass.

I'm The Repairman.

I've been pissing it all away like it was another fucking billing report.

If I had not done what I did,

If it's below, it's a zero.

If no one told you that bullets flew straight

If the vertical thread is on top, it's a one.

If you weren't such a bitch, we'd feel sorry for you.

If your name had come up, you'd be dead already.

Imagine if you had a thousand.

In fact, I'm so much the man,

In fact, in all my research, I found that he never missed a target.

In fact, the only thing I do care about is the fact that I can't care about anything.

In here, bruises, cuts, breaks heal in hours, not days.

In time.

Insanity is being shit on, beat down,

Insanity is wasting your life as a nothing

Instead of where you are, what you've become.

Is it a front?

Is it like Maverick in Top Gun?

Is it true?

Is that true?

Is that what it takes now? You're paying for it?

Is the hardest work I'll do all day.

Is this part of it?

Is to break in

Is... You seem a little pepped up.

It helps to drown out the sound of your annoying, fucking voice.

It is your long awaited destiny

It may be the only way of finding out who you are.

It was a rhetorical question, culo.

It was made by this man. His name is Pekwarsky.

It's a name.

It's a name. It's a target.

It's a question of what.

It's a shuttle. Okay.

It's all right. It's all right. It's all right.

It's already destroyed. He broke the code.

It's clean.

It's my anorexic boss' birthday.

It's not a question of how,

It's okay. I don't know...

Jesus H. fucking Popsicle, I still don't have my billing reports,

Junior high must have been kind of tough,

Just a moment. Just a moment.

Just behind your back. Is this okay?

Just like you.

Just put your arms behind your back.

Just relax.

Just stay back from me.

Just stick and stick and stick. Why?

Just stick me with that... Be careful with that. That's sharp.

Just the fact that I repeat something enough

Kill him.

Killing someone we know nothing about,

Kind of different.

Knives are easy to hide.

Leading you to a place he knows very well.

Let your instincts guide you.

Let's go.

Like a mistake? No, it's a code.

Like I never heard that before. "I'll get it done."

Like your father wanted for you.

Look at my finger.

Look at the big man. You fucking asshole! What?

Look out! Get out!

Look out! Oh, my God!

Look there.

Look, a member of the Fraternity is dead because of me.

Look, I know this. I...

Look, I thought you brought me here to kill Cross.

Look, I'm an accountant. I'm just an accountant.

Look, the liquor rounds are just over there, so...

Lower your gun.

Management skills, poor!

Max Petridge,

Meaning it's untraceable.

Meaning?

My dad walked out on my mom when I was seven days old.

My father left the week I was born, so...

My father was wrong about one thing.

My father wasn't a traitor.

My father's name never even came up, did it?

My job title is account manager.

My name is Sloan.

My name is Wesley Gibson.

Never send sheep to kill a wolf.

Never send sheep to kill a wolf.

Nice job, dude. You seen Barry?

Nicole is so hot.

No one leaves the Fraternity, Cross.

No, I'm not a pussy. You're a pussy!

No, I've been doing that my entire life.

No, it was okay. Never mind.

No, no, no!

No, no. Yes.

No, you are less than nothing.

No.

No.

No. Fuck the loom and fuck The Repairman!

No. He wasn't trying to kill you.

No. Holding to the code made him a target.

No. No, it was complete shit.

No. Really?

No. There's no need for a bag.

No. You know what? You are nothing!

Not me.

Not the sheep.

Not to my life.

Not until me.

Not yet.

Now I know why I could never care about anything before this.

Now look where we are. We are stronger than ever.

Now they belong to you.

Now you're just gonna stop by and use the bathroom?

Now, I know you made it, so tell me where he is.

Now, if any of you feel the need to follow the code

Now, please, let me sleep.

Now, try to cut me. What?

Now!

Now.

Of my life.

Of the Fraternity to the letter,

Oh, damn! I'm sorry.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God, I feel... I feel... I feel...

Oh, God.

Oh, my fucking God.

Oh, my God, you guys, that is so realistic.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Okay, everybody, we're all gonna stay an extra hour...

Okay, pussy.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. Would you do me a favor?

On these shelves, Wesley, are the records of the Fraternity kills,

On three.

One move more prepared.

One shot more precise.

One step quicker.

One they can buy off.

One you won't find in traditional texts.

One.

Only a few people in the world can do that.

Or how no matter what the weapon or how he eliminated his target,

Or just another tool who was mind fucked into killing his father?

Otherwise,

Out of the way!

Out of the way! Out of the way!

Peace. No.

Pekwarsky?

People think you use cheese to catch these beauties.

Perfect. That's perfect.

Peter!

Plastic explosive and peanut butter!

Please be quiet. Please drive... Please drive faster.

Please! Please! Please drive faster.

Please... Please understand that I care about my life!

Protect me?

Pull back his jacket.

Pussy, pussy.

Pussy, pussy.

Pussy.

Pussy.

Put it in your mouth and pull the trigger.

Really? You know this.

Relax.

Repairman. Five minutes.

Reserved only for the gods of men.

Save a thousand.

See that?

See you next time.

Sending abundant amounts of adrenaline into your bloodstream.

Seriously, man, I could hurt you. Hey!

Seriously. It worries me.

She has one single iota of tenuous power.

She thinks she can push everyone around.

She'd fill you in on whatever has gone wrong.

Shh.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

Shit! You fucking asshole!

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit. Shit.

Shoot him!

Shoot the target.

Shoot the wings off the flies.

Shoot the wings off the flies.

Shoot this motherfucker

Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!

Shut up, you lying piece of shit. You shut the fuck up.

Sir, I've been trying to explain to the lady here that I'm an accountant.

Sir, sit down! Nobody's gonna get hurt.

Sir, sit... Sit down! Sir, sit down!

Sir...

Six weeks ago, I was ordinary and pathetic.

Sloan began manufacturing targets of his own for profit years ago.

Sloan hunted you down.

Sloan!

Sloan!

Sloan!

So did yours.

So he started manufacturing his own targets for his own gains.

So I say no.

So she probably had it in her mind that she was gonna follow in his footsteps.

So she's home one Christmas,

So they hire this guy,

So why don't you face me yourself?

So, Fox, right? What is that? Is that a call sign?

So, if I were you, I'd keep the gun pointed at me.

So, is he okay? Yeah. It's pretty bad, though.

Some loser gets his head blown off at the Metropolitan...

Somebody normal.

Sometimes I wonder if he ever looked into my baby blues eyes and asked himself,

Sorry about that.

Sorry, Mickey.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry. Sit down!

Sorry. Sorry.

Stay away from me.

Stay away from me. Stay away from me.

Stay down! It's okay! Sit down!

Stay.

Still is.

Still trying to figure out who you are?

Taller?

Taller.

Tell me what you want me to say.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks.

That could be handy. You going to teach me that?

That is what Wesley demands.

That it causes me stress is fucking sad.

That thing works. Crush it up, put it in her omelet,

That's a bad idea.

That's an awful lot of questions over coffee.

That's better.

That's impossible.

That's me.

That's my best friend, Barry, fucking her on an lKEA kitchen table

That's not too tight, is it? No, that's nice.

That's so good.

That's the code of the Fraternity.

That's what we believe in, and that's why we do it.

The defendants want to get a softer judge.

The fuck!

The guy who put it there killed my father.

The loom provides,

The man who betrayed the Fraternity and murdered my father, I must prepare.

The man who killed him is behind you.

The target will be in the conference room, sitting at the head chair.

The wolves rule.

Then you open your eyes and you're so damn glad it was a dream.

There are six windows.

There was this girl.

There we go.

They are orders that must be executed,

They called themselves the Fraternity.

They come in handy

They don't jam and they never run out of bullets.

They really fucked you up, didn't they?

They taught me how to kill, how to feel no pain,

They were just the decoys.

They were just the decoys.

This allows you to see and react faster than normal.

This bath stimulates white blood cells and speed up the process.

This bullet is the first traceable bullet he's ever used.

This gun you're holding is an Imanishi 17. It belonged to your father.

This guy's just shooting up...

This is a kill order.

This is a textile mill.

This is bullshit! Fuck this!

This is definitely not me saving the world.

This is Fox.

This is just a motherfucking decoy.

This is me taking back control

This is me taking control.

This is not me following in my father's footsteps.

This is not me fulfilling my destiny.

This is not me.

This is The Gunsmith.

This is what you trained me for.

This is your first assignment.

This kind of cotton weave, the opposing thread count should be 4,000.

This means there's a certain amount of inter office pressure

This one is yours.

This place is where the Fraternity was born.

This was nothing like that.

This was your father's room.

Three.

Throw you in front of a moving train for no reason?

To join us.

To kill Cross,

To kill his father.

To stand around the conference table

To your father, protecting you was worth giving up his life.

Tomorrow it starts all over again.

Try to cut me. Hey!

Two.

Uh...

Under the seat!

Want to hear something sad?

Watermelon.

We all know you keep your stash of jelly donuts in the top drawer of your desk.

We call this the Loom of Fate.

We can redistribute power where we see fit.

We don't know how far the ripples of our decisions go.

We get our orders from a loom.

We trained him well.

We'd like to know

We've had some unexpected losses recently.

We've transferred all of his assets over to you.

Weeks before the federal judge was killed,

Welcome to the Fraternity.

Well, his name came up.

Well, how am I suppose to sleep with all that fucking racket?

Well, I haven't spent a lot of time having my face smashed in before, all right?

Well, I know one thing.

Well, I'm the perfect weapon.

Well, if you could get me the consignment to me by the 28th... Yeah.

Well, you brought me here, remember?

Wesley, listen to me.

Wesley!

Wesley?

Wesley.

Wesley.

Wesley.

Wesley. Hey, where have you been? I have really missed you, man.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing? Oh, shit! Are you crazy?

What are you doing? What are you shooting our car for, huh?

What did he do that he deserves to die?

What did you say to me?

What did you say to me?

What did you say?

What did you say? I said...

What do you mean, "What is it"? Listen.

What do you mean?

What do you repair?

What does it say?

What happened?

What is it?

What is that? Vodka? Yeah.

What is this bullshit? Who's this prick?

What is this? This is the recovery room.

What the fuck did you do that...

What the fuck have you done lately?

What the fuck, man?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the hell did they do to you?

What would you do?

What you experienced, Wesley, was not a panic attack.

What?

What? You don't show up for weeks,

What... Oh, my God! Oh, my God! What the fuck just happened?

What's he doing here?

What's up with you?

Whatever. I'm gonna go get some Post it Notes. Do you want one?

When are we gonna move so we don't have to wake up to that shit?

When Cross left the Fraternity,

When he dropped a patient in an airtight room surrounded by Secret Service agents.

When he took out that businessman in the elevator.

When I tell you

When you have a caged lion locked inside and a key to release it.

When you have the blood of a killer flowing in your veins.

When you have to do some close contact work.

Where are you going?

Where do the names come from?

Where I do one for breakfast and then, like, two or three for lunch.

Where our competitor is getting his munition.

Which one?

While he burns his targets alive.

Who am I now?

Who put her in charge? I did.

Who the hell is she, Wesley? Your new whore?

Why are you here?

Why are you here?

Why are you here?

Why are you here?

Why are you here? I don't know why I'm here.

Why are you here? I don't know!

Why are you here? I had a shit life, so why wouldn't I?

Why did you come here, Wesley?

Why did you make me do this?

Why do I even keep you around, Wesley?

Why don't you have anything to say for yourself?

Why not?

With a little work, you can learn to control these attacks.

With things that he could never have.

Works well with others. That's a fucking joke.

Yeah, in three places.

Yeah, right, Barry, I'm the man.

Yeah, that's cute, but that's bullshit, right?

Yeah!

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. I'm okay. Go sit down. I'm gonna find a car.

Yeah. It's my room.

Yeah. Okay.

Yeah. That was great, bro. Who's the man?

Yes, I'm sure.

Yes!

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes. I want you to catch it.

You all right? Well, yeah.

You all right? Yeah.

You are my son.

You can contact her by email or... She'll put you straight.

You can have a different life, Wesley.

You can't go alone.

You choose.

You could tell me, but you'd have to kill me?

You deliver.