Hardcore Henry Page #4

(Akan)I love how protective

you are of me.

You owe me an apology.

For?

Doubting me.

I did have certain

apprehensions.

Why'd you let me do it?

I was just entertaining my

woman and losing all of my men.

Is everybody dead?

- Yes.

- Yes.

Do you know when I

realized this was working?

When?

When Henry pulled me into the

escape pod, trying to get me out

of the lab no matter what.

Who would've thought that p*ssy

is a hell of a motivator?

We'll have a hundred of you

tomorrow, a thousand next week.

Each one's first memory

will be his wife

slipping a cheap brass

ring on his finger.

Every single one of my soldiers

will awake willing to do

anything my brilliant wife tells

him, whether it's marching on

Paris or the White House lawn.

I would like to pretend you

understand the part you played.

You didn't make history, Henry.

You helped end it.

(Kiss)

You...

...little...

...p*ssy.

That's what my

old man called me.

It's like it was my name.

And I proved him right by

killing all the wrong people.

I love you, Henry, and I'll

never call you anything but your

name, but you gotta decide...

are you gonna lay there, swallow

that blood in your mouth?

Or are you gonna stand up, spit

it out, and go spill theirs?

(Estelle) Akan!

You f***... ahh!

(Screaming)

(Estelle) No!

Stop!

I am ordering you to stop!

Henry!

Stop!!!

Where is he?

No.

(Gun shot) F*** you,

motherf***er!

F*** you!

How could you do

this to me, Henry?

How could you f***ing do this?

Answer me!

Answer me!

Motherf***er!

(Gun shot)

What happened, Henry?

You were supposed to love me.

(Stumble, scream)

Henry!

Henry!

Listen to your heart!

(Kick, scream)

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