You stabbed the devil in the back and forced him back into the life that he had just left. You incinerated the priest’s temple. Burned it to the ground. Now he’s free of the marker, what do you think he’ll do?[to Santino]
Two rules that cannot be broken, Jonathan. No blood on Continental grounds, and every marker must be honored.
The blade is in your aorta. You pull it out, you will bleed, and you will die. Consider this a professional courtesy.[to Cassian]
Tell them. Tell them all. Whoever comes, whoever it is, I’ll kill them. I’ll kill them all.[to Winston]
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So I guess you have a choice. You want a war? Or do you wanna just give me a gun?[Bowery King: Seven million dollars is a lot of money, Mr. Wick.]
My hands.[Santino D’Antonio: How would you do it, I wonder? That woman’s pen? His cane? Maybe his glasses?]
I’m working on it.[Bowery King: As I live and breathe! John Wick. The man. The myth. The legend. You’re not very good at retiring.]