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[Guard] What the ***?
[Harrow] You're gonna die, of that there is no *** question!
[Harrow] Slow or fast, it's your *** choice.
[Harrow] Tell me who and you go quick, ***!
The *** you doing?
At least do him first.
He lives.
You gotta be kidding me.
You need to learn to confirm your kills.
I guess so.
I should've aimed for your head.
You look hurt though.
You think you can get me before I get you.
You're already dead.
***!
Confirmed.
Well, well, well.
How the *** did I forget about you?
What the ***, were you hiding?
Preservation my dear boy.
Ouch, that looks like it hurts.
Your boy got it worse.
Yes, you went and *** things up quite a bit.
Worst of which I expect you killed the person that signs my checks.
Do you think he'd pay if he knew you were a coward?
In lieu of payments I'll just keep the money you got for the judge.
Whatever coward.
Sticks and stones mystery man.
Before I end you please humour me.
Who are you?
Who taught you?
I'm just a guy.
My mentor was Rexx Farrell.
Rexx Farrell?
Yeah.
Palladen Press, originally published in 1983.
What? A book?
A *** book?
*** you!
What did you do?
Thanks.
I wasn't a big fan of him.
What the *** is going on?
The money's in the bag in shorty's death grip.
I may have been on a slightly different contract.
I think you can keep it all.
Tell me something.
Did you kill Singer and set me up?
Did you?
I was just playing the game.
It was an honour.
Was it true what you said to him?
You're not really a Hitman, are you?
I was this week.
Son of a ***.
It was a good week.
'Til that day.
'Til that day.
I make it
the entire week without a scratch.
And then right at the end
I get cocky and this happens.
Apparently it must be mortal.
Because why else would I come all the way back here,
just to talk to you.
To think,
you're my best friend,
my only friend.
How silly is that?
So I did it.
I *** did it.
I was a Hitman.
And I think I can say
I got the girl.
Quite the week.
I,
I dont,
I don't really want to die.
But it's a good death, right?
( whispers ) I'm sorry Mrs. Diaz
I *** got him.
Holy *** I *** finally got him.
I snuck up and snapped his neck.
Seven years.
Seven *** years you ***.
I know this doesn't change ***.
I still miss you guys so much but I got him.
I had to I couldn't let what he did go unpunished.
And you'd be so proud too Dad.
A book.
A book taught me how to beat him at his own game.
I've been so insanely dedicated.
I can fight, I can shoot.
You'd be amazed at what I've become.
I miss you guys so much.
I wonder what that could be.