An ex-hitman comes out of retirement to track down the gangsters that took everything from him.

Viggo Tarasov: I heard you struck my son.
Aureilo: Yes, sir, I did.
Viggo Tarasov: And may I ask why?
Aureilo: Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick's car, sir, and, uh, killed his dog.
Viggo Tarasov: [pause] Oh.
Viggo Tarasov: That fucking nobody is John Wick. He once was an associate of ours. They call him Baba Yaga. Well John wasn't exactly the Boogeyman, he was the one you send to kill the fucking Boogeyman. John is a man of focus, commitment and 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. Suddenly, one day he asked to leave, 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 lay 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 fucking dog. John will come for you, and you will do nothing because you ''can'' do nothing.
Viggo Tarasov: In a bar, I once saw him kill three men... with a pencil.
John Wick: People keep asking if I'm back and I haven't really had an answer, but yeah, I'm thinking I'm back.
Jimmy: Evening, John.
John Wick: 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?
John Wick: No, just sorting some stuff out.
Jimmy: Oh well, I'll leave you be than. Good night, John.
John Wick: Good night, Jimmy.
John Wick: [points a gun at Francis' head] Hello, Francis.
Francis: Mr. Wick.
John Wick: [in Russian] You've lost weight.
Francis: [in Russian] Over sixty pounds.
John Wick: [in Russian] Yeah? Impressive.
Francis: Are you here on business, sir?
John Wick: Afraid so, Francis.
John Wick: Why don't you take the night off?
Francis: Thank you, sir.
Viggo Tarasov: They know you're coming.
John Wick: Of course... But it won't matter.
Viggo Tarasov: It's not what you did, Son, that angers me so... It's who you did it to.
Iosef Tarasov: Who?... That fucking nobody?
Viggo Tarasov: That "fuckin" nobody is John Wick.
John Wick: Viggo?
Viggo Tarasov: Yeah.
John Wick: 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, your son stole that from me... YOUR SON KILLED THAT FROM ME!
Viggo Tarasov: John will come for you and you will do nothing, because you can't do nothing.
John Wick: [in Russian] Everything's got a price.
Viggo Tarasov: People don't change. Times do.
Viggo Tarasov: What happened, John?... We're professionals... Civilized.
John Wick: Do I look civilized to you?
John Wick: [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]
John Wick: I'd like to make a dinner reservation for 12.
[last lines]
John Wick: [to dog] It's okay. Let's go home.
Viggo Tarasov: [Viggo is dying] Be seeing ya, John
John Wick: Yeah... Be seeing ya.
John Wick: [to Josef's henchman before he is killed] You stole my car, and you killed my dog!
John Wick: I'm retired.
Addy: Not if you're drinking here you're not.
Viggo Tarasov: I'll say this for you, John... They sure as fuck broke the mold with you.
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.
Viggo Tarasov: John was a man of focus. Commitment. Sheer will. Something you you know very little about.
Winston: Now, as I recall, weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not to receive them?
John Wick: Rusty, I guess.
Marcus: You look terrible.
John Wick: No, I look retired.
Charlie: Good to see you John.
John Wick: Charlie...
Charlie: You look good. And here I'd feared you'd left all this behind.
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]