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Ah, I feel... I feel...

I feel... I feel kind of good.

He got Victors.

Perfect sacked.

Impossible angle.

Cross is taking us out one by one.

Wesley is the only one who can get to him.

Cross is closer with each hour.

Get back to work.

Do you see that?

Aha.

Look there is a shuttle.

I want you to try to catch it.

You want me to stick my hand in there?

Yes. The way you catch it.

Wouldn't you put a gun on my head? I can pass this exam like with fly.

You need to learn to control that by yourself.

This is bullshit! F*** this!

How is it going today, Wesley?

No... F*** the litter, f*** the Repairman.

I can shoot the wings off the back of the fly!

I'm ready!

You will ready when Fox says you ready.

Who puts her in charge?

I did.

Wesley.

People think you use cheese to catch this beauties.

But they go apeshit for peanut butter.

Your farther was a big fan of this.

Watch!

Right...

Plastic explosive of peanut butter.

Sorry, Mickey.

Five... four... three... two... one...

Hey.

Hey, Russian!

Good for that one.

Imagine if you had a thousand?

Are they f***ed you didn't they?

What the hell did they do to you?

Threw you in front of a moving train for no reason?

Beat the sh*t out of you?

You know, you gotta say this place is bullshit.

This is bullshit, ha? Bullshit?

To Repairman in five minutes.

Heads ... out of a question.

F***.

You are wasting my f***ing time. Why are you here?

I don't know, so hit me.

Why are you here?

I had sh*t live, so were wouldn't I?

I wanna kick your f***ing ass!

What do you want me to say?

Why are you here?

I don't know!

Why are you here?

I don't know why I'm here.

Why are you here?

What did you say?

I said I don't know who I am.

Do you really want to know who you are?

Yeah.

Yeah, It's my room.

No.

This was your father's room.

What happened?

Remember this fraternity went broke.

Cross...

Hi started by killing the one man who was better than him.

Your father.

Laid him ... on the roof top.

Betrayed him.

Everything in this room - books, weapons, clothes - belong to him.

Now they belong to you.

Find a connection in this room, Wesley.

Maybe beyond we'll find to got who you are.

Now I know why I can never care about anything before this.

I was living a lie.

Finally I have a chance to step into my father's shoes.

Grow up here.

Live the life I was born to live.

I've been pissing it all the way like it was another f***ing billing report.

I've to train harder.

I have to be as good as my father.

On these shelves, Wesley, are the records of the fraternity kills.

Everything you will need to kill your attorney.

To kill Cross,

the man, who betrayed fraternity and murdered my father

I must prepare.

I have to become his student.

Memorise every move he ever made.

Every attack he ever executed.

While he dropped a patient in a ... surrounded by secret service agency.

And took up that business man in the elevator.

His bullets untraceable of course.

Whatever what method, what the weapon and how he eliminates his target.

He was always one chess move ahead.

One move more prepared.

One step quicker.

One shot more precise.

In fact in all my research i've found he never missed a target.

Not until me.

Yeah!

First time when you alive, Wesley, you're in control.

Shoot the target.

You crazy.

Welcome to fraternity.

We call this the loom of fate.

After today, you will never set foot in here again.

Why not?

Because you're like an apostol.

Your task is not to interpret, but to deliver.

Every culture in history has a secret code, one you'll not find in traditional texts.

A thousand years ago

a clan of weathers discovered a mystical language written in the fabric.

They called themselves the fraternity.

To be honest with you, all I see here are threads.

Come here.

Look here.

Do you see that blind thread that missed the weave and lies on top of the others?

Like in a ... stank?

No, it's a code.

If the vertical thread is on top - it's a one.

If it's below - it's a zero.

Binary code?

What is it say?

It's a name.

A target.

Where that names come from?

A matter of necessity, Wesley. Necessity to maintain balance in a world.

They are orders and must be executed.

Aim ... to us, so that we might afford stability of the chaos.

This one is yours.

But I thought you brought me here to kill Cross.

You will. In a time.

This is your first assignment.

The loom provides, I interpret, you deliver.

You want me to kill Robert Dean Darden?

Not me. Fate.

The target will be in the conference room, sitting at the head chair.

There are six windows.

You will shoot through the fifth.

Fifth window.

Now.

What did he do if he deserved to die?

You don't know.

I don't know he was bad, I don't know he was evil.

I don't know anything about him.

We get all orders from the... loom.

Fate?

How am I suppose to take that as a fate and what we're doing is right?

Killing someone we know nothing about.

I don't know if I can do that.

There were 20 years ago. There was this girl.

Her dad was a federal judge.

And such her probably had in her mind is ... follow his footsteps.

So she's home one Christmas.

And her dad is on a this big racketiring case.

The defenders want to get this after judge.

One they can buy off.

So they hire this guy...

Max Petridge.

Get him to pay her father a visit.

And a way he pays people a visit...

Is to brake in...

And tie ... once.

And force them to watch, while he burns his targets alive.

And then he takes a wire hanger and twists it around...

And brands his initials at each one of them so they will never ever forget.

After I was recruited into the fraternity

I found out that Max Petridge's is name that come up.

Weeks before the federal judge was killed.

At matter fraternity member had failed to pull the trigger.

We don't know how far do ripples of our decisions go...

Kill one, and maybe save the thousand.

That's the code of the fraternity.

That's what we beleive in.

And that's why we do it.

Cross.

Not yet.

Your target will be an the black limo.

He always travels the same six blocks on Holsten.

You have three blocks to kill him.

I am sorry.

Wesley!

Hey, where have you been, I'm really missed you, man.

Look at the big man!

You f***ing a**hole!

What, you don't ... for weeks and stopped to use the bathroom?

You are nothing! No, you are less than nothing!

You're not even half the man who Barry is!

Barry, he pleases me in ways that you've never even heard of!

Who the hell is she, Wesley?

Your new whore? Is that is a chick that you're paying for it?

Wesley?

He is the man.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Go and sit down, I'm gonna find a car.

Big night! I've ... covering.

Sh*t!

You, f***!

Freeze!

Bullet time...

What is he doing here?

Oh god! Pull him up.

A thousand.

This bullet...

is the first traceable bullet he's ever used.

It was made by this man. His name is Pekwarsky.

He works this out where is now a monastery of eastern Moravia.

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