Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Ain't that a bitch? (CHUCKLING)

is bound by the High Table,

So if you wish to live,

and if you wish to remember,

Not easy to track down, believe me.

I am not a bergen.

Always so nice to see you.

(SCREAMS) (MAN YELLING)

(SOFIA GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

after he shot Santino D'Antonio in front of you.

Either way, you and me,

(SCREAMING) (GUNSHOT)

(BULLET CASING CLATTERS)

Well, of course.

DOCTOR: All right.

But I'll be alive. And I can remember her.

Help Im being bullied: Google tell a teacher. Bing:

I am not a human.

In effect, 6:00 p.m., Eastern Standard Time.

He shot my dog.

I didn't kill you. I just shot you.

than that of an enemy.

(GRUNTS) (KNIFE CLATTERS)

I know better. I know what I'm...

Yes, and you helped John Wick.

Hold out your helping hands and pledge your fealty.

They'll never believe I stopped on the hour.

(PRAYER CHANTING ON SPEAKERS)

to our industry for over 40 years.

Adjudication 1-0-1-1-9-7-9.

42 THOUSAND IS A LOT OF MONEY! Not if you can’t spend it.

You only came back because Helen was taken away from you.

You look as bad as I feel.

(RAPID GUNFIRE)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(HORNS BLARING)

You see a rat with wings but, I see the internet.

(JOHN GRUNTS IN PAIN)

SOFIA: We gotta go. Now.

Never seen a man fight so hard

Do you know what happens when I wave my hand?

For both our sakes, I'll hope you see to it

All teams teams hitting Moe

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

You have earned my fealty.

will be lifted until you complete your task.

And I have to kill that part of myself every day,

(DOGS SNARLING)

Enjoy your stay at the Continental.

You're extra avacado, John

Major earnings this week

You are bound, And I am owed.

I had no control over Mr. Wick's actions.

to climb down off your High Table and go fuck yourself.

Pirouette, pirouette.

To settle your affairs

Killed scores of men this past week alone because of...

je vais vous la fourrer dans le cul

Where what didn't happen?

(BERRADA SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS) (JOHN GRUNTS)

Russian Folktale. Alexander Afanasyev.

I'm gonna shove so much fealty up your ass

Going to the Continental?

booze. lots of booze.

All services are suspended.

Doing what you do best for the rest of your days.

And that marker doesn't mean shit.

the way of the world.

Well, sometimes you gotta cut a motherfucker.

It's just a conversation.

Under the Table

(IN ENGLISH) Fantastic.

I told him to walk away, he declined to do so.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

How was your journey here? Eventful?

We may have to consider our choices carefully.

Seven days for what, exactly?