(button clicking)
(reels whirring) – This hit
(speaker feedback ringing) goes out to you, Mr. Wick. ♪ Woke up this morning ♪ – 42 regular, wasn't it? – Yeah. ♪ You got yourself a gun ♪ – And so it begins. ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪ ♪ You got yourself a ♪
(air whooshing) ♪ I'm livin' in this
time behind enemy lines ♪ ♪ So I got mine, I hope you ♪
♪ Got yourself a gun ♪ – Challenge him to single
combat. – If you win, you will have your
freedom. ♪ And when I see you I'ma
take what I want so ♪ (man screaming) – Amen. ♪ Yeah ♪
(weapon firing rapidly) ♪ You ain't real, hope ya ♪
♪ Got yourself, yourself ♪ ♪ Y'all feel the wrath of a
killer ♪ (drums beating rapidly) (static buzzing) (drums beating) ♪ You got yourself, yourself,
yourself ♪ (drums beating) ♪ Many try, many die ♪ ♪ If you want a war ♪ ♪ Get it bloody ♪ (drums beating) ♪ Woke up this morning ♪ (tires screeching)
(cars thudding) [Killa] The Baba Yaga.
(chuckling) [Caine] Come on.
♪ You got yourself ♪ [The Elder] The only way John
Wick will ever have freedom… ♪ You got yourself, yourself ♪ and peace… is in death. (music swells) (horse neighing) (drumbeat and silence) – Yeah, not really. (drums beating)
(car horn blaring) (gun firing rapidly)
(car horns blaring) ♪ Ah ♪
(dog barking) ♪ Yeah ♪ (dog growling)
(tires screeching) (music swells) ♪ You got yourself a gun. ♪ (dog whimpering) ♪ Yeah ♪ (drums reverberating)
