John Wick (2014) Thriller Edit

A certain helicopter at a certain helipad...

A dinner reservation, perhaps?

A few days after his wife died...

A final gift from my wife.

A job no one could have pulled off.

A lot of us are rewarded for our misdeeds...

A parting gift. From the management.

A season high seven inches of rain last night.

A talk, you say.

Afraid so, Francis.

After all, you were close.

Ah, then you got married, huh? Settled down.

Ah, well...

All right. Come on, then.

Am I?

An opportunity to grieve unalone.

And believe me, you had a far better deal.

And drags you back into its depths.

And handle this like civilized men...

And here I'd feared you'd left all this behind.

And I haven't really had an answer.

And I've got a phone.

And if you had done your job...

And in so doing...

And kill his fuckin' dog.

And management does not take kindly...

And now that I have found my peace, find yours.

And relax...

And the pen.

And the way you got out...

And then you left.

And then, my son...

And unleashed you upon me.

And while it was open, you had every chance...

And you will do nothing...

And your son...

And, as always...

And, uh, killed his dog.

Are you here on business, sir?

Are you scared of the fuckin' boogeyman?

Are you still filming?

Are you sure?

Around four years ago.

Artwork, cash, not without its worth.

Ashes to ashes.

Audacity about you, you know.

Audio recordings, physical evidence, blackmail

Aurelio speaking.

Bathhouse, downstairs.

Be seeing you, John.

Be seeing you.

Because it's not gonna last long.

Because the car doesn't count.

Because you can do nothing.

Bourbon, perhaps.

Bu! I 'll empty your pockets

Business to attend to...

But I assure you, sir...

But in the end...

But it won't matter.

But now, yeah, I'm thinkin' I'm back.

But the leverage I had on this city

But unlike the others, you go out on my terms.

But we have received a number of grievances from your floor...

But you should be.

But you still need something, someone to love.

But you'll have full function.

By finishing what I started.

By thine own hand, revoked.

Charlie.

City crews still working this morning.

Come here.

Come here.

Come on, John. Let's go home.

Come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on! Get down! Get down!

Come on.

Commitment...

Compensation for last night's unfortunate...

Concerning the noise.

Congratulations.

Consider it done.

Cool it. Cool it.

Could be signs for an early and potentially long winter.

Daisy.

Did he hear a fucking word I said?

Did you just lose your shit, Aurelio? Because we own you.

Did you see the tits on that girl?

Do I know you?

Do I look civilized to you?

Do you know what was in that vault?

Do you need anything for the pain?

Do you really wanna die here, Perkins?

Don't blame yourself.

Don't worry.

Don't worry. Housekeeping'll find you.

Done.

English, Viggo, please.

Even left some New Yorkers stranded.

Evenin', Jimmy.

Evenin', John.

Every opportunity to kill John Wick.

Everything all right?

Far better than I deserved.

Father, I can make this right.

Finally, common ground.

Five and change.

Follows you.

For John Wick, of course.

For now.

For what?

For what?

Fuck management.

Fuck you, motherfucker.

Fuck you.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Get down! Get down!

Get in! Get in!

Get out of my shop. Get out right now.

Give me somethin'.

Give me your son.

Go!

Good bye, Charlie.

Good bye, John.

Good evening, Mr. Wick.

Good evening.

Good news is, today should be sunny with highs in the low 60s...

Good seeing you again, John.

Good to see you, John.

H How many?

Harry, is it?

Have a drink...

Have you need then of, say...

Have you returned to the fold?

Have you seen my son?

Have you thought this through?

Having you with us again, Mr. Wick.

He broke the cardinal rule.

He once was an associate of ours.

He was the one you sent to kill the fucking boogeyman.

He's kept in a safe house. Brooklyn.

Hello, Francis.

Hello, John.

Hello, Marcus.

Hello, Winston.

Hey, Harry.

Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your

Hey, John.

Hey, John.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey. Wick's at the Continental.

High winds and flooding in some areas...

Holy shit. Jonathan.

Honestly, what do you think you're going to do with all of that?

Housekeeping will find you.

How are you holding up?

How did you manage that anyways?

How do you know what Viggo likes or doesn't like?

How good's your laundry?

How long has it been? Four years?

How many do you have?

How many times do I have to save your ass?

How may I be of service?

How much for the car?

How much?

How was your trip, kid?

How would you like to earn more than just a gold coin?

How you doin'?

However, if you still have...

I 'll empty your pockets

I always liked you, Marcus.

I apologize for calling you at this hour...

I appreciate you granting my son a swift death.

I can say you're still very much the John Wick of old.

I gave him an impossible task.

I go out on my own.

I guess we'll be takin' our business someplace else.

I have a job for you.

I have you for two nights.

I have you for two nights.

I have your word then, if I tell you where he is, that you'll let me walk away?

I heard about your wife, and I'm sorry.

I heard you struck my son.

I hope Lita is working tonight.

I keep asking, “Why her?”

I know what you're thinking, Jonathan.

I love you, John.

I mean, chewed down to the bone?

I need a gun.

I need a ride.

I never knew Ms. Perkins to get out of bed for less than three.

I noticed.

I once saw him kill three men in a bar...

I want another bottle!

I want caviar for breakfast and champagne every night

I want to ask you this.

I want to offer you this face to face...

I was dealing with an uninvited guest.

I work with your father. All right?

I wouldn't know how to reply to that either.

I'd like to make a dinner reservation for 12.

I'll leave you be then.

I'm familiar with the parlance, Jonathan.

I'm not talking about Atlantic City.

I'm retired.

I'm sorry to say that no one's that good.

I'm thinkin' so.

I'm u I'm up.

I'm up. I'm up.

I've never seen you like this.

If they're willing to break the rules of Continental, double the bounty.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

In that moment, I received some semblance of hope...

Incident.

Infecting everyone who comes close to you.

Iosef Tarasov nicked it.

Iosef Tarasov.

Iosef, Iosef, listen.

Is being fueled for a certain someone.

Is it here?

Is John Wick.

Is this true?

It clings to you...

It is a pleasure...

It looks like the storm has passed, New Yorkers.

It seems to be fate, or happenstance...

It was fuckin' priceless!

It was good, Addy.

It was good, Addy.

It was just a fucking car. Just a fuckin' dog.

It was.

It's a timely matter. It has to be handled quickly.

It's been a while.

It's days like today scattered among the rest.

It's not like you gave them much of a choice anyway though, right?

It's not what you did, son, that angers me so.

It's okay.

It's over a woman, of course.

It's personal.

It's time to go home.

It's where Viggo keeps his private stash.

It's who you did it to.

John is a man of focus...

John Wick.

John will come for you.

John!

John?

John.

Jonathan.

Just a dog.

Just an anniversary.

Just checkin' up on an old friend.

Just visiting.

Just you and me, John.

Killed that from me!

L'll say this, John.

L'll tell you somethin' he's gonna understand.

Ladies, out.

Laid the foundation of what we are now.

Leave you in misery

Leave you in misery

Lest incurring heavy penalties.

Let us not resort to our baser instincts...

Let's get on with this, whatever the fuck this is.

Let's go to the vault.

Like what?

Little Russia.

Looking at you.

Looking at you.

Luck, I guess.

Lying to yourself that the past held no sway over the future.

Make the arrangements.

Making for a severe temperature drop over the weekend.

Marcus betrayed me.

May I suggest a drink, sir.

Motherfucker!

Move! He's here! He's fucking here! He's there! He's coming!

Mr. Wick.

Ms. Perkins, I apologize for calling you at this hour.

Ms. Perkins.

Mustang. Boss 429.

My apologies.

My condolences.

My condolences.

My son would be still alive!

My son, how might I help you?

Nice ride.

No business can be conducted on these premises...

No more bullets.

No more bullets.

No more guns, John.

No more guns, John.

No, I look retired.

No, I've got that covered.

No, my good sir.

No! Aah!

No! No!

No.

No. I thought not.

Noise complaint?

Noise complaint.

Not if you're drinkin' here, you're not.

Now, as I recall...

Now, you kill me right now...

Of course he did.

Of course.

Oh, God! My fucking head.

Oh, I love dogs.

Oh, look at you. That's great.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. How do you plan that?

Okay.

Okay. Here.

On that we agree.

On. Right.

Open it.

Open it.

Or ever.

Or you can die screaming alongside him!

Or you get the fuck out of my shop.

Our pleasure, sir.

Penal

People don't change. You know that.

People keep asking if I'm back...

Perhaps. I'll have to get back to you.

Perkins.

Priceless!

Put a contract on John Wick.

Put Iosef in the Red Circle and wait.

Retired?

Right fuckin' now! Go get me a bottle!

Room 818.

Room 918. Do enjoy your stay.

Rusty, I guess.

See?

Seeing as how you might find it personal.

She really hasn't changed much.

She's not for sale.

Shit!

Shit.

Should I go?

Sign here, please.

Sir?

So

So

So get out there, enjoy the sun, go to the park, get outside if you can...

So I made a deal with him.

So start with this.

So tell me, how was life on the other side?

So what are you gonna do?

So what sort of movement am I looking at?

So when did the old place get a face lift?

So you can either hand over your son...

So, John, I had no choice.

Somebody give me a gun. Who's got a gun?

Sorry.

Step aside.

Take two of these beforehand.

Task a crew.

Thank you, Marcus. I know I can trust you.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks for the drink.

Thanks.

Thanks.

That “fuckin' nobody”...

That sounds perfect.

That's a nice jacket.

That's crazy shit, man.

That's great, man. Come on.

That's unwise, I assure you.

The bodies he buried that day...

The boogeyman?

The helicopter's right down there. Come on! Let's go!

The last of the old guard.

The owner of that car, did you kill him or what?

Then keep it marginal.

Then suddenly one day he asked to leave.

There's a church near Cannon Court.

There's no rhyme or reason to this life.

They call him Baba Yaga.

They sure as fuck broke the mold with you.

They're trying to restore power to several areas in the boroughs.

They've agreed to your terms.

This illness has loomed over us for a long time...

This is John.

This is Wick.

This life...

This.

Times, they do.

To move on

To that sort of behavior.

To what do I owe this visit?

To what do we owe the pleasure?

Took that from me.

Treat all your ladies like this?

Two million.

Uh huh.

Uh huh.

Until that day, your best friend, Helen.”

Until that dog arrived on my doorstep

Viggo is not gonna like this.

Viggo will kill me.

Viggo.

Viggo.

Viggo's giving me four to break hotel rules.

Viggo's son.

Vulnerable.

We are cursed, you and I.

We did what you asked. No one saw shit.

We have a contact there who's willing to take him out for us.

We live by a code.

We own you.

We sure as hell fucked up his dog.

We were professionals. Civilized.

We won't be hearing from them anytime soon.

Welcome home, John.

Well played, old friend.

Well, if you're lookin' to heal...

Well, John wasn't exactly the boogeyman.

Weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not receive them?

What are you doing, John?

What are you doing, John?

What are you really doing here, Marcus?

What did I do?

What did you say? What did you say to me?

What happened, John?

What then?

What?

What'd he say?

Where do I find him?

Where is Iosef?

Where'd you get that car?

Which is why God took your wife...

Which is why I'm not the one telling you that...

Who? That fucking nobody?

Why am I not surprised?

Why don't you take the night off.

Will I be hearin' from you anytime soon?

Winter storms are turning later in the week...

With a fuckin'...

With a pencil.

Would you kill John Wick for two million dollars?

Yeah, I know you did. Yeah.

Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick's car, sir...

Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick's car, sir...

Yeah, while you had your wife, I had my son.

Yeah?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Everything's fine.

Yeah. Fuel the chopper.

Yeah. I kind of enjoyed that.

Yeah. Super. Let's go. Faster!

Yes, John Wick. That's right.

Yes?

Yo, Aurelio!

You always had a certain...

You and me.

You are no lady. Trust me.

You dip so much as a pinky back into this pond...

You don't own me, punk.

You fucked up his dog? That's what you did?

You got out once.

You have good day, sir.

You keen on earning a coin? Babysittin' the sleepin' one?

You know the rules.

You look good.

You look terrible.

You made a new life.

You may well find something reaches out...

You mean Aurelio's? So I stole a fucking car!

You need to go?

You pulled the contract.

You really believe that?

You steal his car...

You'll find your way back to it.

You're gonna come into my shop and pull a gun on me.

You've broken the rules.

You've done business on Continental grounds.

You've got a fuckin' pair on you, old man!

Your membership to the Continental has been...

Your stitches'll tear and you'll bleed...

434 Wallace Place.

Aah! Jesus. Where is he?

Beautiful car. Thanks.

Can we recover from this? Viggo, you know what was in that vault, right?

Catch and release? Catch and release.

Christ, Viggo. You stay!

Compliments of the house. Thanks.

Depending on business, it may be more. Of course, sir.

English, please. Good luck.

Enough. Oh, God.

Good night, John. Good night, Jimmy.

Have you got my cigarettes? Yeah, I got your cigarettes.

Here you go. Good night. Thanks.

How much? Excuse me?

I appreciate it. Of course.

I asked you where the hell did you get it? Who gives a shit?

I'm not. No?

Is the contract exclusive? No, it's open.

Is the doctor in? Yes, sir. 24/7.

John Wick? Yes.

L'll leave you to it then. Hey, Harry.

Oh, God. Stole that from me.

Perkins? I thought I'd let myself in.

Same owner? Same owner.

Send him up, please. Yes, sir.

She a '70? '69.

Thanks. Yeah.

That was a good one. Who's got a gun?

They know you're coming. Of course.

Usual? Please.

Viggo, English, please. Come on. Stay, goddamn it!

What about him? I'd like to talk with him.

What about it? It's a front.

Where's Viggo? I'm not telling you shit!

Yeah? When Helen died, I lost everything.

Yes, sir, I did. And may I ask why?

You, uh, workin' again? No, just sortin' some stuff out.

' My God!

“John, I'm sorry I can't be there for you.