Elektra Page #3

- Damn, you son of a b*tch!

- Because with most people...

Well, Elektra...

you haven't changed.

What are we gonna do?

Elektra?

What are we gonna do?

You gotta run.

As far as you can, as fast as you can.

South America. Africa.

Change your name. Change your appearance.

- You're not coming with us?

- No.

- I can't.

- Why not? Isn't that part of your code or something?

I don't have a code, Abby.

- How are we supposed to defend ourselves?

- We'll be okay, Abby.

No, we won't.

Wake up, Dad. We won't.!

They're gonna hunt us down.

Just like Mom.

Get in the car.

Get in the car!

What's wrong?

She's down the street.

Three blocks over in the parking lot.

We need to kill

the gaijin assassin first.

Should we go now?

Not here.

Keep track of them.

I'm a soccer mom.

So, you, um...

you really kill people for a living?

Yeah.

Why?

It's what I'm good at.

That's messed up.

Yeah.

Well, well,

the reluctant assassin.

Sorry to drag you

into this, McCabe.

Me too.

Hi. I'm Abby.

Hello, Abby. I'm wondering

what you're doing here.

There's plenty of room in the house. Go ahead

and help yourselves to whatever you need.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

You want to pull the trigger,

or should I do it?

Oh, E.

You're crashin' on me, baby.

I said you'd crash,

and you are crashing.

I just want to get 'em someplace safe,

give 'em a chance.

They're already dead, E.

They got no chance.

Don't go down with them.

I'll need passports.

- I'll need plane tickets.

Sure. Throw in

some season tickets to the Lakers.

Go.

I don't want you to tell her anything.

I hate lying.

Why can't we tell her?

- We don't know anything about her.

- She saved us.

Because she doesn't

really know who you are. If she knew...

- She's my friend.

- Your friend?

She's the only one I have.

- And I do not want to die with...

- You're not gonna die!

Don't you ever

say that again... ever.

- Okay?

- Yes.

Elektra?

What's the matter? Is something wrong?

They told me to change my appearance, so...

No, it's...

You look great.

Thanks.

Can you show me how to use those things,

the, uh, salad tongs?

- Sais.

- Sais.

They're not for you.

I want to learn

how to defend myself.

They're offensive weapons.

They're for killing.

You use them.

I don't want you to be like me.

I do.

Do you wanna learn

something really, really difficult?

Yeah. What?

Come on.

Now sit down.

- Close your eyes.

- What is this, yoga?

- No, it's called kimagure.

- Kimagure.

It's more valuable

than learning to use a weapon...

because it allows you to see

what's gonna happen before it happens.

- That's intense. How do you do it?

- Concentrate.

Meditate.

Let go of yourself and see everything

around you. It's not easy.

How long did it

take you to master?

I never actually

finished my training.

I only know enough

to keep myself alive.

But there are true masters like Stick

who can use kimagure to bring back the dead.

- Wow.

- Close your eyes and breathe.

Just sit quietly.

Shh!

How are you doing?

We're still alive.

Thank you.

Oh, don't thank me, Mark.

Please, you don't really

know what I was doing.

What you were doing there?

Sure I do.

You were there to kill us.

I knew it as soon

as you took the Wheelwright place.

I'm not a good person

to get involved with.

I'm not asking for anything.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I hated that.

E, get back.

Get back now.!

- What happened?

That bird's been hanging around here

since late yesterday.

They're here.

- They're here.

- Let's use the truck.

- We won't make it.

- But that's the best way.

Trust me.

There isn't time.

Use the cellar.

There's a tunnel.

Take you out past the orchard

to the trees. Head north.

What about you?

- Sh*t.

Let's go.

- Be careful.

- Keep 'em safe.

- Holy...

Don't tell me, the circus is in town, huh?

I'll tell you what.

You might as well kill me now,

'cause I ain't talking.

Talking is not necessary.

- But I accept the first half of your proposal.

They're in the woods.

Typhoid, Stone, Tattoo.

Get Kinkou,

head there now. Hurry.

Hold up.

Just follow me.

Just keep running.

Get in there.

Mark, come on. Go. Go.

Elektra.

- Elektra!

- Shh.

Go! Run, Abby! Run!

Go!

Why didn't you tell me?

- Elektra.!

- Abby, no!

Let me go!

Ah, you are

the little treasure, aren't you?

The war is over.

The war has just begun.

Move back, Abby.

She is safe.

Another day, old man.

You'll be fine.

Rest now.

Don't look for your opponent.

Know where he is.

I'm blind, and I see more than any of you,

because I don't look.

You had no right

to drag me into this, Stick.

This whole war with the Hand, everything,

it's all about her, isn't it?

They call her the Treasure.

She was a prodigy

from four or five years old.

Word got around fast.

The Hand wanted her for themselves.

They tried to steal her.

- Her father spirited her away.

- And you set this up...

the contract, McCabe, all of this...

you hired me to kill them.

You're entitled to your opinion.

A father and his daughter, Stick.

You manipulated me.

Did I?

Was all this a test?

Everything from the day you threw me out,

has it all been a test?

What if I had failed?

Some lessons

can't be taught, Elektra.

They must be lived

to be understood.

When you came here,

you were filled with anger.

All the decency you once had,

poisoned by violence and tragedy.

This is not the way.

This is not our way.

You talk in riddles, old man.

It keeps my students alert.

I always knew

your heart was pure.

You simply needed

to see it for yourself.

What about Abby?

As long as Kirigi is alive,

she's only safe here.

She has no choice.

Two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four.

Two, three, four. One...

Still breaking and entering I see.

Sorry.

You'll need it.

Keep practicing.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

Don't apologize.

You did what you needed to do.

I didn't wanna lie to you.

Neither did my dad.

It made me sick not telling you.

Everybody lies, Abby.

Nobody tells the truth about themselves.

Including you.

Especially me.

- The layoffs and payroll reductions.

- Like that.

And the, uh, the counting.

- Sorry?

- O.C.D.

I don't have O.C.D.

I had it when I was a kid,

but I haven't done that in years.

You were just doing it.

When you walk slow like that.

What are you doing?

Are you counting?

Don't mock me.

I'm still your superior.

Maybe.

Wanna find out?

I'm gonna go find my dad.

- Don't force it.

You're forcing it.

You'll be better

than I am very soon.

I'm just a kid.

I don't wanna stay here.

What do you want?

To finish it, you and me.

No help from Stick, no help from your father.

Winner take all.

And when I kill you,

the little one is ours.

And when you don't,

she is free forever.

- Agreed?

- Agreed.

We will meet where it all began.

And it will end

where it all began.

For you, at least.

Clever girl.

We meet again.

Now you'll remember.

There's nothing you can do.

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