John Wick: Chapter 3 - Parabellum

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John Wick, Excommunicado.

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

I do hope that Mr. Wick

finds his way to safety.

He knew the rules, he broke them.

And killed a man on company grounds, Charon.

Do you expect him to make it out?

$14 million bounty on his head.

And every interested party in this city wants a piece of it.

I'd say the odds are about even.

You think the hospital's there to help, man?

No way!

They'll kill you just as soon as they'll make you better!

But I know better, man.

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

Tick tock, Mr. Wick.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick tock. Tick... (laughing)

No time to dilly-dally, Mr. Wick!

The New York Public Library.

You got it.

Change of plan.

To the Continental.

Can you see that he's received by the concierge?

Yes, sir, Mr. Wick.

Good dog. Good dog.

John Wick, Excommunicado.

In effect, 20 minutes.

(a cappella singers singing)

Can I help you?

Russian Folktale. Alexander Afanasyev.

- (keyboard clacking) - (speaking russian)

1864.

- Level two. - Thank you.

"Consider your origins.

"You were not made to live as brutes,

"but to follow virtue and knowledge."

Dante.

Looking a little run down there, John.

Ernest. I still have time.

It's almost up. Who's gonna know the difference?

You sure this is what you wanna do?

Fourteen million. It's a lot of money.

Not if you can't spend it.

- (screams) - (grunting)

- (grunts) - (shushes)

Oh, shit.

- (bones crack) - (screams)

Push it back.

(a cappella singers singing)

John Wick, Excommunicado.

In effect, 10 minutes.

Let it be known the Bowery will honor the Excommunicado.

No help, no services of any kind.

Doc! Doc, it's Wick!

Mr. Wick.

No, no. You shouldn't be here. Hour's almost up.

I know, Doc, please. There's still time.

No! I can't.

I still have five minutes!

Please.

Come on. Come on.

All right, sit there.

All right, let me see. Let me see.

Uh-huh.

Puncture wound.

Went deep. Nicked the artery.

Here you go.

- (grunts in pain) - (objects clattering)

All right.

John Wick, Excommunicado.

In effect, one minute.

Doc?

Doc?

Yeah. We're halfway there.

- Five seconds. - Yeah.

John Wick, Excommunicado.

In effect, in five, four...

- (ticking) - Three, two...

One.

Sorry, Mr. Wick.

I know. Rules.

Ah, rules.

- (phones ringing) - (indistinct chatter)

(on speakers) John Wick, 14 million.

Open contract is now in effect.

All services are suspended.

And away we go.

Top shelf. On the right.

Yeah. Take four.

It will give you energy. Help with the pain.

Mr. Wick?

They'll never believe I stopped on the hour.

But you did.

They'll know.

Know what?

I told you where the medicine was.

- Where? - Here.

Just below my floating rib.

Be sure not to hit my large intestine.

Oh, wait!

One may not be enough.

Yeah. All right.

Be sure not to graze my...

Oh! (groaning)

Good luck, Mr. Wick.

Thanks, Doc.

- (indistinct chatter) - (horns honking)

- Its him. - Yes, let's go.

Open the door.

Shoot the lock.

- (grunts) - (screaming)

- (thunder rumbling) - (panting)

- (grunts) - (knife clatters)

- Its him. - Yes.

Tell them that he's arriving at the corner.

- (grunts) - (tires screech)

- (man screaming) - (horse neighs)

John Wick. Open contract.

Increase, 15 million.

Where are you going, Jonathan?

We are closed.

Look who it is.