• Viggo Tarasov: That "fuckin' nobody" is John Wick. He once was an associate of ours. They call him Baba Yaga.
  • Iosef Tarasov: "The Boogeyman"?
  • Viggo Tarasov: Well John wasn't exactly the Boogeyman. He was the one you sent to kill the fucking Boogeyman.
  • Iosef Tarasov: [stunned] Oh.
  • Viggo Tarasov: John is a man of focus, commitment, sheer will... something you know very little about. I once saw him kill three men in a bar, with a pencil. With a fucking... pencil. Then suddenly one day he asked to leave. It's over a woman, of course. So I made a deal with him. I gave him an impossible task. A job no one could have pulled off. The bodies he buried that day laid the foundation of what we are now. And then my son, a few days after his wife died, you steal his car and kill his fuckin' dog.
  • Iosef Tarasov: Father, I can make this right.
  • Viggo Tarasov: Oh? How do you plan that?
  • Iosef Tarasov: By finishing what I started.
  • Viggo Tarasov: [irritated, turning to Avi] What the... did he hear a fucking word I said?
  • Iosef Tarasov: [in Russian] Dad, I can do this! Please!
  • Viggo Tarasov: [pulls Iosef close, talks into his ear] Iosef! Iosef! Listen! Huh? John will come for you, and you will do nothing because you can do nothing. So *get the fuck out of my sight*!
  • Neo: People keep asking if I'm back and I haven't really had an answer, but yeah, I'm thinking I'm back.
  • Neo: [points a gun at Francis' head] Hello, Francis.
  • Francis: Mr. Wick.
  • Neo: [in Russian] You've lost weight.
  • Francis: [in Russian] Over sixty pounds.
  • Neo: [in Russian] Yeah? Impressive.
  • Francis: Are you here on business, sir?
  • Neo: Afraid so, Francis.
  • - [pause ]
  • Neo: Why don't you take the night off?
  • Francis: Thank you, sir.
  • Viggo Tarasov: In a bar, I once saw him kill three men... with a pencil. WITH A FUCKIN PENCIL.
  • Neo: Viggo?
  • Viggo Tarasov: Yeah.
  • Neo: When Helen died, I lost everything. Until that dog arrived on my doorstep... A final gift from my wife... That moment I received some semblance of hope, an opportunity to grieve unalone... Your son took that from me, stole that from me... KILLED THAT FROM ME!
  • Jimmy: Evening, John.
  • Neo: Evening, Jimmy. Noise complaint?
  • Jimmy: Noise complaint.
  • - [looks over John's shoulder, sees the dead body on the floor behind him ]
  • Jimmy: You... uh..."working" again?
  • Neo: No, just sorting some stuff out.
  • Jimmy: Oh well, I'll leave you be then. Good night, John.
  • Neo: Good night, Jimmy.
  • Viggo Tarasov: They know you're coming.
  • Neo: Of course... But it won't matter.
  • Viggo Tarasov: What happened, John?... We're professionals... Civilized.
  • Neo: Do I look civilized to you?
  • - [last lines ]
  • Neo: [to dog] It's okay. Let's go home.
  • Neo: [in Russian] Everything's got a price.
  • Neo: [John wants Viggo's son] You can either hand over your son, or you can die screaming next to him!
  • - [last lines ]
  • Iosef Tarasov: [defiantly] Look it was just a fucking...
  • - [gets shot dead ]
  • Viggo Tarasov: John was a man of focus. Commitment. Sheer will. Something you you know very little about.
  • Neo: I'm retired.
  • Addy: Not if you're drinking here you're not.
  • Viggo Tarasov: John will come for you and you will do nothing, because you can't do nothing.
  • Winston: Now, as I recall, weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not to receive them?
  • Neo: Rusty, I guess.
  • Marcus: You look terrible.
  • Neo: No, I look retired.
  • Winston: Ms. Perkins.
  • - [pauses as he walks up to Ms. Perkins ]
  • Winston: Your membership to The Continental has been, by thine own hand, revoked.
  • - [Gunmen execute Ms. Perkins ]
  • Viggo Tarasov: I'll say this for you, John... They sure as fuck broke the mold with you.
  • Viggo Tarasov: [calling John Wick on the telephone] Hello, John. I heard about your wife... I'm sorry. My condolences. It's, uh, seemed to be fate, or happenstance, or just bad fuckin' luck that caused our paths to cross once again.
  • - [John says nothing ]
  • Viggo Tarasov: John? Let us not resort to our baser instincts and handle this like civilized men to move on...
  • - [John hangs up mid-sentence; Viggo puts down his phone in a resigned manner ]
  • Avi: What did he say?
  • Viggo Tarasov: [pause] Enough.
  • Avi: [quietly] Oh, God.
  • Viggo Tarasov: Task your crew.
  • Avi: How... how many?
  • Viggo Tarasov: How many do you have?
  • Neo: [to Josef's henchman before he is killed] You stole my car, and you killed my dog!
  • Harry: Don't worry.
  • - [tears off her gag ]
  • Harry: Housekeeping will find you.
  • Ms. Perkins: Treat all your ladies like this?
  • Harry: You are no lady. Trust me.
  • Charlie: Good to see you John.
  • Neo: Charlie...
  • Charlie: You look good. And here I'd feared you'd left all this behind.
  • Neo: I'd like to make a dinner reservation for 12.