The Fate of the Furious Page #3

where I'm from,

we don't need women

to run to our rescue.

I mean, do you really believe you

could stand in front of me?

And beat me in a straight up

old fashioned fist fight?

Let me tell you something.

Me and you...

One on one, no one else around.

I will beat your ass

like a Cherokee drum.

Maybe one day we will find that out.

Oh, you better hope

that day never comes.

I said no, Mr. Nobody.

I'm not leaving this cell.

I'll get out my way.

The right way.

- Get back to your cell.

- It's just a malfunction.

- Get back!

- Just a malfunction.

Don't let him get away.

Hobbs!

I've been waiting a

long time for this.

Keep waiting b*tch!

Rubber bullets, big mistake.

Ah, took longer than I expected.

- 2 questions.

- Yeah.

- My daughter?

- With your sister.

- Toretto?

- That's interesting you ask.

This is my new base,

welcome to Nowhere.

Nice little stair for you.

Listen, It's something I don't wanna

talk to you about...

Hey, listen guys. Thanks..

Whoa, whoa, what handcuff.

What is this?

It's called the abuse of power.

You told me to round 'em up.

I told you that...

hand..

Cut 'em loose.

Oh man, this is embarrassing.

I'm sorry guys, what do I have?

This is how you treat old friends?

Friend?

We don't even really know

who the hell this guys is.

It does not matter who I am,

Tez I'm like Nobody ok?

Nobody, then who is he?

He's nothing

he's like less than me.

Clearly we're getting nowhere,

with nobody.

I've been in here for 4 hours,

my ribs are sore.

I don't know about y'all,

but I'm out.

- I wouldn't recommend that.

- What?

Well,

thanks to your bust Berlin job.

You all made interpol's

top 10 most wanted list.

Top 10? Uh-huh.

That's alright.

Well, not you.

What do you mean?

You just missed the cut,

you're number 11.

- So.

- I missed it?

- Yeah.

- That's impossible.

What number did they come in at?

Six, eight, nine...

Ten.

She's Ten? That's impossible,

there is no way she's at 10.

Oh, She's definitely at 10.

How about we focus

on someone who

we're not gonna find out

in anybody's list?

We are awaiting hard

confirmation, but...

I believe that's the cyber

terrorist known as Cipher.

Wait, no, Cipher's an organization.

Not a person.

Not according to our sources.

- What does she want?

- I don't know.

Cipher is like a digital active God.

They, she, can manipulate

world systems under shadows.

Anything that can be hacked..

And here is the kicker.

You will never find her

linked to any other.

Her digital identity is scrubbed

every few seconds worldwide.

So basically, she

is the boogeyman.

Yeah, she is.

One of the hottest boogeyman

I have ever seen, I mean...

If y'all know her, tell her

to get extra boy.

- What are you, 12?

- That was my scene.

Let's just say.

People are scared of the

hacker group Anonymous.

But even anonymous

won't mess with her.

What the hell does any of this

have to do with us?

Probably nothing, Letty.

But...

I do find it interesting,

apparently for some reason.

She's now working with this guy.

He's already delivered a fully

operational EMP into her hands.

Detonate that,

they can turn any city in

the world into a war zone.

So then what is it that

you're suggesting?

Maybe we find Dom huh?

Well, first let's catch him

and then figure out

- why he's turned.

- So y'all want us...

To track Dom.

And I know Roman,

it's kinda a big job.

- It's impossible.

- Which is why...

I'm bringing in an

extra pair of hands.

Ah. My day just got a

whole hell of a lot better.

Mr. Nobody you want to tell me

why you just put me in a room

with this teen crumpeting criminal,

some b*tch.

You got a big mouth

on a small head.

Coming from prisoner 6753.

Don't think we've forgotten

everything that you've done.

We're not...

teaming up with this guy.

Let's get one thing clear.

I ain't on your team.

I don't care about you, you crew...

Your little family.

I'm here for Cipher.

You gonna do apply for a job,

Head-a**hole?

You don't think that tight t-shirt

is cutting off the

circulation to your brain.

You should get bigger size.

Cipher came to me first.

Wanted me to steal

Nightshade for her.

When I said no,

she went off to my brother.

Oh Yes.

Brother Owen who

could forget him?

Former hell-raiser

and current guest,

at a nasty little black site prison.

Cipher corrupted him

left him for dead.

So if I get a shot to take her down,

believe me, flicks

I'm taking it.

You're taking my boot

right up your ass.

Guys, guys, guys. The fastest way

to find Cipher is through Toretto.

Now aside from myself,

there's only two men in the world,

that have ever managed

to actually track him..

Down with any success.

And guess what.

They're both standing in front

of me right now. So like it or not,

you two are gonna work together.

You got that?

I'm gonna take that as a yes.

Am I the only one seeing this?

Oh, this oughtta be good.

Use God's eye.

We put our lives on the line..

Running around the world

trying to figure this thing out.

It can find anybody, right?

Let's use it to find Dom.

Roman, that is a great idea.

Did you hear that? Great idea.

- And no, no! No pointing out.

- Mr. Nobody.

Let's fire it up.. huh?

Got him.

He's in London.

Wait, we have got a

2nd match in Hong Kong.

- Bejing and Seole.

- And Tokyo.

And just about every other

major city on the planet.

And so...

God's eye was where we start.

Cipher's already created an evasion

that masked her location by..

Pinging random spots

all over the globe.

But it was a good

thought Roman.

So she's made my

programme obsolete.

And that Ramsey..

- is why are you here.

- See, simple solutions...

aren't gonna cut it here slick.

Why are you looking at me

when you're saying that?

Wait a second, wait, wait.

Simple solutions might just cut it.

In order for God's eyes to

give up all this false pings,

Means they have to

be using a free relay.

Watch these two.

Which means it has a decaying

sync quantanizer.

Which we can reverse.

And track it back to

the originating source

and find Dom's true location.

Telling you, they got skills.

That was my idea.

That's what I was saying,

remember in there?

Alright.

Let's try this.

It's working..

Time you wanna take your manual

and start organizing first response...

Let's get a hold of

our internatio...

He's still..

Yes, like first baby sh*t.

Yes, we've tried those location...

.. wanna mobilize.

Let's get a hold of a, better a**hole.

No one respects you, over.

Get away from me.

Alright they are not in China..

Or Russia.

Europe's clear.

But this one's not going away.

This is interesting.

Why?

Because that's here.

Did you all enjoy that?

Next generation concussion grenade.

It scrambles your senses.

Don't worry,

It'll wear off in an hour.

Probably.

Hello, Deckard.

Nice to see you again.

Look at this,

bodies not even cold Dom.

Your family's already replacing you.

You chose the loosing team.

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