The knife is in your aorta. You pull it out, you will bleed and you will die. Consider this a professional courtesy. [John walks away]
Most-quoted character in John Wick: Chapter 2 (2017): in 15 of its 21 quotes
Most scenes with: Winston (3), Bowery King (3)
You wanted me back... I'm back!
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13 scenesSantino D'Antonio: Listen to me. What is this? Hmm? Do you remember? This is your blood. You came to me. I helped you. If you don't do this, you know the consequences.
I'm not that guy anymore.
Santino D'Antonio: You are always that guy, John.
I can't help you. I'm sorry.
Santino D'Antonio: You're right. You can't. But he can. I'll see you soon, John.
Good evening, John.
Hey, Jimmy.
Gas leak?
Yeah. Gas leak.
You workin' again?
I'll see you, Jimmy.
Have a nice night, John. [pause] Shit.
What are you doing, Jonathan?
He burned my house down.
You rejected his Marker. You're lucky he stopped there. What the hell were you thinking giving a marker to a man like Santino D'Antonio?
It was the only way I could get out.
Oh? You call this "out"? What did you think was gonna happen, huh? What did you expect, huh? Did you really think this day was never going to come? Hmm? [beat] What does he want you to do?
I didn't ask. I just said 'No'.
Two rules that cannot be broken, Jonathan: No blood on Continental grounds, and every marker must be honored. Now while my judgement comes in the form of excommunicado, the High Table demand a more severe outcome if their traditions are refused.
I have no choice?
You dishonor the Marker, you die. You kill the holder of the Marker, you die. You run, you die. This is what you agreed to, Jonathan. Do what the man asks. Be free. Then, if you want to go after him, burn his house down? Be my guest. But until then...
...Rules.
I fail to recall the last time you were in Rome. And here I'd heard... you had retired.
I had.
Then humor me with, uh... but one question. Sei qui per il Santo Padre? [translation: Are you here for the Pope?]
No.
All right then. [Pulls out a key] One of our finest rooms.
Grazie.
Enjoy your stay.
Good afternoon, Mr. Wick. It's been a long time.
I'd like a tasting.
I know of your past fondness for the German varietals, but I can wholeheartedly endorse the new breed of Austrians. Glock 34 and 26. Recontoured grips. Flared magwell for easier reloads. And I know you'll appreciate the custom porting. What's next?
I need something robust. Precise.
"Robust. Precise." AR-15, 11.5-inch. Compensated with an iron-bonded bolt carrier. Trijicon Accupoint with 1-6 magnification.
Could you recommend anything for the end of the night? Something big, bold.
May I suggest the Benelli M4? Custom bolt carrier release and charging handle. Textured grips, should your hands get... wet. An Italian classic.
Dessert?
Dessert. The finest cutlery. All freshly stoned. Shall I have everything sent to your room?
Yes. Thank you.
Excellent. Mr. Wick? Do enjoy your party.
Buongiorno, signor Wick.
Ciao, Angelo.
Welcome back to Rome.
Tell me, Mr. Wick, is this a formal event or a social affair?
Social.
And is this for day or evening?
I need one for day and one for night.
And what style?
Italian.
How many buttons?
Two.
Trousers?
Tapered.
How about the lining?
Tactical.
Silicon carbide discs. Ceramic matrices. Accompanying laminates. Cutting-edge body armor. We just sew it between the fabric and the lining. Zero penetration. However... Quite painful, I'm afraid.
You working?
Yeah... You?
Yeah... Good night?
Afraid so.
Sorry to hear that.
I had a marker.
Whose?
Her brother.
I see. So you had no choice.
He wants her seat at the table.
He'll get it now.
Yeah...yeah.
So, you're free?
Am I?
No. Not at all. [John nods] You killed my ward. Someone I was close to. An eye for an eye, John. You know how it goes.
Yeah.
I'll make it quick. I promise.
I appreciate that. I'll try and do the same.
This round's on me. Consider it professional courtesy.
As I live and breathe! John Wick. The man. The myth. The legend. You're not very good at retiring.
I'm workin' on it.
Mr. Wick doesn't remember, but we met many years ago, before my ascension... When I was just a pawn in the game. We met and you gave me a gift, the gift that would make me a king. You don't remember, but there I was standing in an alleyway. I didn't even hear you comin'. You gave me this. Gift from the Boogeyman. Perfect for every occasion. But you also gave me a choice. Pull my gun, shoot you in the back, and die, or keep the pressure on my neck...and live. And so you see, I survived. No one sneaks up on me anymore thanks to you. I am all-seeing and all-knowing.
Then you know why I'm here.
Santino D'Antonio, yes. Your contract went wide, John. That's bad for your health. What's the number up to now, Earl?
Seven million dollars! Damn! It's Christmas. We're going to Applebee's after this.
I need your help. You have eyes begging for change on every corner in the city. I'm thinkin' you can find Santino. I need you to move me. Underground. Get me to him.
How sweet it is! The Boogeyman begging me for help. Well, of course, John. Yes, John. Whatever you'd like, John. Would you like a back rub with that, John?
You're going to help me.
Why the **** would I do that?
Because I'm the only one that can help you.
You're gonna help me out? That's downright upright of you, Mr. Wick. You sound positively magnanimous. But look around you. How much help does it look like I need? It seems to me that the real question, Mr. Wick, is who in this cruel world of ours...is going to help you?
He's offered seven million dollars for your life. Seven million dollars is a lot of money, Mr. Wick.
So I guess you have a choice. You want a war? Or do you wanna just give me a gun?
Somebody, please! Get this man a gun!
Oh, and remember... you owe me.
You don't want me owing you.
Santino D'Antonio: [at the Continental] Have you seen the menu here? Lot of options.
Jonathan, listen to me.
Santino D'Antonio: A man can stay here a long time and never eat the same meal twice.
Jonathan, just walk away.
Santino D'Antonio: Yeah Jonathan. Walk aw...
Finished it.
What am I lookin' at?
The Camorras doubled Santino's open contract. It's gone international.
High Table?
Mmm-hmm.
And the Continental?
You killed a man on company grounds, Jonathan. You leave me no choice but to declare you excommunicado. The doors to any service or provider in connection with the Continental are now closed to you. I am so sorry. Your life is now forfeit.
Then why am I not dead?
Because I deemed it not to be. Now. You have one hour. I can't delay it any longer. You might need this...[hands John a marker]...down the road.
Winston... tell them... Tell them all... Whoever comes, whoever it is... I'll kill them. I'll kill them all.
'Course you will.
