Original subtitles

It's the Seven Demons, Sam.

They're coming for me and anyone I know.

- Who are the Seven Demons? - They are professional assassins.

Demon down. Activate Number 2.

[Jackie] When the Demons are after you, protect your bloody money,

because they're coming after that, too.

Luckily, my real money is tucked up in a secret bank called Poltergeist.

Coming to me was a mistake.

I'm offering you the chance of revenge.

Who was it?

[Jackie] This cokey, young, trust-fund boy.

I'm gonna fucking find you!

I want you to do something that will help find the psychos

that killed Charlie.

- Who the fuck is this guy? - [Jackie] This is Zigor.

Show it to the others and tell them I'm coming for you all.

This is what my father worried about.

My hand is being forced.

No, you fell apart, Jackie.

You will lose your safety and anonymity.

That tattoo, you lost someone. Who was it?

[Charlie] You've got no idea who she really is.

[grunting]

- [heartbeat races] - [baby cries]

[baby cries]

["The Price You Pay" by Ladyhawke plays]

♪ There she goes, with a fire in the heart of her woes ♪

♪ She know what she do and she know what she running from ♪

♪ Running back, to the demons that are hard on her track ♪

♪ She hear what they say but she know where they coming from ♪

♪ Listen to me baby, I don’t wanna fight ♪

♪ Get too near, I’ll never fear, then set it all alight ♪

♪ Run, run, run as fast as you can ♪

♪ I'm not here to hold your hand ♪

♪ Money don't talk, but I sure can ♪

♪ I'm taking out the trash like the garbage man ♪

♪ Run, run, run as fast as you can ♪

♪ I'm taking it back to where it all began ♪

♪ Any last words before you die? ♪

♪ That’s the price you pay, the price you pay ♪

["Male Stripper" by Man 2 Man plays]

[grunting]

[exhaling]

[grunting]

Welcome to Bilbao. Where are you boys at?

You know this.

Public gym? Not so low-profile, is it?

Is big brother posting his ass all over internet again?

My brother is a total professional.

[grunting]

When are we deployed?

Not big on chit-chat. I like that.

[Karenina] You will be activated at 1200 hours.

Copy that.

Hey.

- Let's get the fuck out of here. - Ooh!

We have a job to do.

Those last 20 reps, heh! My whole body's had an orgasm. Woof!

You definitely looked a huge prick.

Check this out.

Gonna post it.

Romania.

Liquid nitrogen guy, remember?

[screaming]

Fucking head fell off. [laughs]

I said stop posting shit.

I blur my face, no one sees me.

You're a liability and a huge prick.

You're the prick.

Oh, that's you.

Like dad always said.

Dad loved me. He fucking hated you.

[grunting]

["Dancing Barefoot" by Patty Smith plays]

♪ She is benediction

♪ She is addicted to thee

- ♪ She is the root connection... - [chatter and laughter]

The Koss brothers.

Ex-special forces. Got here yesterday.

See, I'm loving the pink, but I wouldn't put a pink shoe with that.

Tuukka likes to post his kills.

[screaming on video]

Look. I think it's liquid nitrogen or something like that.

[screaming continues]

Jesus, look at the rack on that maid of honour.

God, if I was the bride, I'd be pissed.

- What did I just say? - Hmm?

Oh, the Koss brothers arrived under an alias yesterday to decapitate me.

They're gonna drag my corpse around Bilbao behind their Humvee.

The big guy is probably some psycho influencer...

Oh, look at her.

That's what I call class.

Good girl.

If we take out the brothers, the Demons will need to regroup.

It will buy us time.

These two have some Cain and Abel shit going on.

And this is their weakness.

I like it, Ziggy.

That's why I pay you the medium-sized bucks.

I'm only joking.

I'm telling you, your fee's gonna fucking bankrupt me.

Funny, my accountant says I haven't received any payment yet.

- Do you have an accountant? - Of course I do.

Really?

Hey, hey, I'm an assassin, not a criminal.

I pay my taxes.

Oh, look at her.

[photographer speaks indistinctly]

She knows he's gonna get fat,

probably cheat on her with one of her cousins, but...

...right now...

...the day's just perfect.

Till the world grinds you down.

Psst, Jackie.

- Oi! - I scored that at the bar last night.

It was everywhere. It's cheap.

And it's got a... Check the wrap.

Well, well, that's a blast from the bloody past.

The question is, why is someone pretending your coke's back on the market,

20 years later?

To fuck with my head, that's why.

Was cheap, was it?

Spent years nurturing that brand,

all for some asshole to just dig it up, piss on it.

Not that I ever want to get back into the business, mind.

No, well, it was just the point, innit?

Jackie, it's the Demons.

- I know. - Trying to flush you out.

I know that.

Okay, so don't rise to it.

- Exactly. - Exactly.

But what if I did rise to it?

Hypothetically!

I did not sign up for that.

I have limits, Jackie.

And maybe you should try them one day.

[in Spanish] Sushi delivery for the lady.

[in Spanish] I don't think so, kid. Move along.

Sushi delivery for the lady.

Not you, grandad.

Oh, it's cool. I know what this is.

["Pasilda" by Afro Medusa plays]

Keep hustling.

[in Spanish] Thanks for the burner, lady.

Jackie! You like sushi?

- Does the Pope rock a frock? - Aye.

This is Aro-san. He's the best sushi chef in Bilbao.

Oh, cool. Why am I here?

[Tuukka] I've already swept this street.

Negative, big boy. She's there.

I track her right now. Follow sat-map, like I say.

I not hold your hand like mummy.

How long has my family worked with you?

A long time. 20 years.

And every month, we celebrate our arrangement by you sending us a gift.

That we don't tell the taxman about.

- Except this month the gift is late. - Yeah.

And so I ask myself, is Jackie taking her friends for granted,

or is there a problem that she doesn't want to share?

I'm just re-jigging my finances. You know how it is.

There was a shooting at a market,

some guy flayed in a nightclub.

I get that you are sending a message, but now your message is on the news,

like I cannot control my own city.

And do not forget, I do control this city.

Obviously that's not me.

Your famous coke brand suddenly returns, 20 years later, in my town.

They're stealing my old logo.

[clears throat] This attracts attention.

You promise to solve your problems discreetly.

Agreed.

Do you know where I can get my hands on some anthrax?

A-- Anthrax?

Just a few kilos. Not the killing kind.

Let's go next door, Jackie.

[Karenina] You are in vicinity of target.

Have Akilles enter a location from rear.

[Tuukka] Akilles isn't with me.

Where the fuck is he?

We had a fight.

He's useless anyway.

Prefers sitting in a van like you.

What are you? Like, children?

- You're supposed to be-- - [beep]

I know you hang up, but...

[The Don] Do you like flamenco?

[Jackie] Oh, I love a bit of flamenco.

Right up there with sushi.

I've got a feeling you're gonna get a bit... metaphorical.

Jackie, I want to help.

You do not make it easy.

There is a Spanish word, duende.

Ah, do you know what? Go for it.

Go on, I'm listening.

[The Don] It concerns the most profound emotions in all of us,

the way of the world, broken promises,

elusive joys, escaping time.

In flamenco, the dancer with duende

- is always the most moving. - [beeping]

People like us, the lives we choose, or, in my case, are chosen for us,

we feel these things strongly.

And there is a moment.

You see the end coming, but instead of facing it with acceptance,

you want to blow it all up in a blaze of glory,

like, to hell with this duende.

And... I know this urge,

but I have a family that holds me together.

You... have no one.

[beeping continues]

Do you know, everyone wants to lecture me this week.

My fear is that

you do not care what happens to anyone else.

And I won't wait around and get blown up with you.

It was not the target!

I repeat, not the target, you fucking amateur!

Bullshit! I tracked her phone.

Her keystroke is unique, like everyone.

You fucked up!

Find your fucking brother!

[grunts]

[whistles nonchalantly]

Eh, up! I mean, uh...

[clears throat] ...hola, niños. Me again.

So, I called up a little while ago, as one does,

and I was under the impression that you might be able to help me out

with a little bit of... an... anthrax.

Not the really bad kind, apparently,

just, you know, enough to mess you up a bit,

give you a bit of a... bit of a rough day.

You know what I mean? Nothing too terminal, please.

[speaks Spanish]

Oh!

Groovy. Okay, well, you know, next up on the old shopping list du jour,

have you got any liquid nitrogen?

[speaks Spanish]

Okey-dokey. Tap and go, huh? Very efficient.

Ooh, do you know what? Just before I do check out,

have you got any coke?

- No. - No.

I'm a pharmacist.

Of course you are.

- [beep] - Pleasure doing business.

Have a nice day!

Bye.

[pharmacist] Sí.

[ringing and buzzing]

[footsteps echoing]

[espresso machine steamer wand screeches]

[Akilles] Is the coffee good here?

[gun cocks]

I'm not here for the coffee.

Zigor Zabaleta.

- My God, it's you! - Shh! Lower your voice, son.

[indistinct chatter]

Wait till I tell Tuukka.

Zigor Zabaleta.

Original Demon Number 1.

I wanted to be a Demon since I heard about you.

Your brother too?

I don't answer for my brother.

Good.

Nobody grows in the shade of a brother.

You must be captain of your ship.

Why not shoot me when you saw me?

Listen carefully.

I could have slit your throat while you were swallowing your latte.

But I won't mark their lives with my violence.

A true man takes responsibility for the innocent.

It comes at a cost, but it's one I can pay.

It just takes skills you can only dream of.

What skills, Grandad?

Put the gun away first.

I see something in you.

And I want to make an offer.

A serious offer.

Call it...

an old man's desire, not to have all he knows die with him.

I will match any fees they are paying you now.

I will teach you, guide you,

catch you when you fall,

show you how not to fall.

Make a man of you, son.

Or rather, a true Demon.

Hm?

Tell no one.

Camarero?

Sí, digame.

No, wait--

[loud dance music plays]

- It's showtime. - Bags, yeah?

Don't forget the fucking bags.

[indistinct chatter]

My dog, Tyler, man. Tyler!

- Hey! - Hey, stop fucking filming that!

Come on, this is my fucking night.

- Yo, I'm sorry, man. - [indistinct chatter]

[loud music plays]

You guys dig it?

Whoa! Relax.

[cheering]

Yo, yo, yo! Make some noise! Make some noise, y'all!

Free coke at the bar!

- [cheering] - Sean Harper, baby!

This night's on me!

♪ You don't wanna know this ♪

♪ If you want it, I can get it off the boat ♪

♪ She wanna throw it back I told her that I wrote this ♪

♪ I told your mama she could get it for the low ♪

♪ Daddy didn't let me cook, I had to whip the stove ♪

♪ I got hella gass and I got hella flows ♪

♪ Grew up in the burbs but I’m slinging on the roads ♪

♪ Dats my dirty brother, ima hook him on the low ♪

♪ That old lady, gotta go! ♪

♪ Say she wanna ski coz she know I got the snow ♪

♪ I got all this cash, courtesy is tenfold ♪

♪ Tell her how I spent 70 thousand on the roll ♪

♪ Money, power and respect, yeah, that’s all the boy know, bitch ♪

- [cheering] - Whoo!

Let's make some noise! Come on!

- Brrrr! - Yes!

- Yeah! - [all cheer]

The party people love the free coke.

- I mean, they fucking love it! - Damn right they do, that's right.

Gotta push the brand, man.

It's fucking vintage, legacy coke,

like fucking Levi's, or... or the fucking Beatles.

- It's old-school shit! - Whoo!

- I'm bringing it back! - [all shout excitedly]

Hey, how much coke's left?

Can we try a little bump? Huh?

Boys, what's the first rule of coke dealing?

Do not get high on your own supply.

- Uh-huh. - Fuck, yeah!

- That's a great fucking rule. - It's a good rule. Don't forget it.

That's a great fucking rule, man.

Now get my coke out there!

- We got it, we got it! - [music plays]

'Sup, huh?

[indistinct]

Do not get high on your own shitty supply.

[inhales] Ah!

Shit, shitty, shit, shit, shit!

- Let's go! - [alarm blares]

- Ollie, what's going on? - This shit is spiked.

Oh, shit!

Help!

[indistinct shouting and screaming]

Who the fuck did this?!

[siren wails]

You happy now?

You know he was stealing my subscription idea?

Dick!

Let me tell you something.

If I'm going to die, I'm not going to let this asshole discredit my business model.

You think you will die?

I paid for seven Demons. I only count four.

Hey!

[gas hisses]

Right.

So, yeah, do some explaining.

The target enjoyed some beginner's luck. It won't last.

I could have died in that club.

It was all your fucking idea.

It was a valid tactic to draw her out.

- You'd agree? - But she's not dead.

You weren't there.

Unless...

you actually want me off your back.

No, no, no, no, no. That would be terrible for our reputation.

Me OD-ing in a shitty club...

seems pretty convenient for you.

That would make me a monster.

You don't think I'm a monster?

Remember, we are not your bodyguards.

You declined the protection package.

Nobody can afford that.

Hm! You'd be surprised.

You are a dolphin, not a whale.

What?

Now, if you will excuse us, we have a job to complete.

I'm a whale.

I'm a big whale.

Of course.

Come on, Ollie.

[knuckles crack]

Where is your brother?

I employ you as a unit.

Whatever Freudian distractions you two are involved in,

I told you to sort it out.

I also ordered you to stop advertising our activities on the internet.

That's... anonymous.

No one can connect us to it.

Mad Viking, what genius!

Well, at least I'm not an operational liability.

At least I spell my own name.

- I have a doctorate, do you? - Oh, in press-ups?

- Enough! - Shut up!

- A pig-- - Boss said shut up.

Pig.

You are not my children.

You are parts of a Formula One racing car,

- my car, my brand. - Yes.

Each one of you can be replaced.

You exist to win me the race.

In return, you receive great riches.

But only so long as I win.

Boss...

[indistinct chatter]

Zigor Zabaleta. So here you are.

So...

why am I here?

Really?

Because, uh, you are like me.

We are thinking men.

We kill when appropriate, not when it's not.

Unlike your brother.

Am I right?

In my country, you open vodka, you must finish the whole bottle.

So...

...who is your leader?

A sniper like you.

Mm?

That pleases me.

- Is he a good leader? - Yes.

This also pleases me.

It's good to follow a good leader.

Does he have a name?

When would our arrangement begin?

Immediately.

That is a problem. I'm engaged.

But I hear it does not go well.

The problems are temporary.

And what does your brother say?

He's a hunter. It is what he does.

He says he can catch the scent of his prey in the air.

And what do you say?

I say it is amazing how often he catches the scent

while I have spent a week...

following the money.

Eh?

[Karenina on phone] You had a close call with Tuukka yesterday, huh?

I did.

Don't take it so hard, Bubbala.

You know, I'm just faster and I'm cuter.

Really? Have you checked your crypto accounts recently?

[Jackie] My crypto is my firewall.

You know my money is all snug with Poltergeist.

What are you going to do? Blow up Iceland?

I don't have to. I find their server silos.

By tonight, you are penniless.

You're not dumb enough to fuck with Poltergeist.

You make situation, Jackie.

My aggression is completely your fault, and justified.

Well, good luck, baby girl, because you know what?

By tonight, the Demons will be the biggest joke on the planet.

Cold story, Jackie P.

What's the plan?

The plan? The plan is that you get the popcorn in,

you get your Siberian granny-witch ass on a chair

and enjoy the show.

Ah-hah.

Hola.

[speaks Spanish]

- Oh. - Sí.

- Come in. - Bueno. Donde esta.

[Jackie] Oh, Sam!

What do you think, love?

Wh... What do I think?

I think that this

is not an emergency.

Oh, yes, it is. I need a second opinion.

No, no, no, no, no. You said that we only ever use this

if one of us is kidnapped or in high-peril endangerment.

Not for shopping!

Give me that. Right.

What do you think?

Do you fancy, like, one of those cravat things or just a regular tie?

- No. I-- - Obviously in mocha brown colour

to match your bedroom eyes?

Hmm? What's that?

Oh, my God. Is that like a carriage?

- Oh. - Yes, Señora.

Princess package, Señora.

- What is happening? - Those little puppies...

- [Jackie squeals softly] - Yes, Señora.

- Do people really do that? - Yes.

Ladies!

You know, I thought that you just played crazy to make people underestimate you.

And, you know what?

I think maybe you are just crazy.

Hey, where are you going?

Mariela's going to get some bull fighting outfits for you to try on.

No, she's n-- Mariela! Oh, my... Please, vamos!

I got to see them bull fighting outfits. Go, go, go, go, go!

[whispers] I don't know what the fuck this is.

Actually, you know what? Don't answer that.

Whatever it is you're planning,

if I find out that you dragged me halfway across town

while we are facing certain death

just because you thought maybe this might inspire me

to fucking propose to you or something,

then I'm gonna be very pissed off.

Propose to me?

No. Never thought about that.

Never.

- But you can if you want. - Oh...

Do you know, they do this oil painting for the bride and groom.

It's only about, like, 7,000 euros. I think it's really reasonable.

You know I don't know what demons you're running from, Jackie Price,

but it isn't the ones who are trying to kill us.

My strategies are only extreme to the uninformed.

Everything I do is calculated to achieve the specific goal.

Oh, yeah? And how exactly does all this help us achieve anything?

- It's essential. - For what?

If you shut up, I'll show you.

Please.

[screaming on phone]

- Oh, God. - 12 million views, that had.

Sick world, innit?

[stammers] What are they pouring over that guy's head?

- Liquid nitrogen. - What?

You just sent me out to buy a litre of that shit.

[stops video]

It's not just about killing the hired thugs.

It's about destroying the brand for good.

All right?

[laughs]

Okay.

You don't become Jackie Price

without knowing how to win.

[Akilles] You don't understand.

He locked me in that cupboard for... two weeks.

I'm eight years old.

Eight?

He only gave me water.

Your father didn't stop him?

No. He said it made me strong.

How would your brother take it if you accept my offer?

How much is Jackie Price paying you?

Who?

You're working for Jackie Price, are you not?

Why do you say this?

I think I can make you an offer.

Because we are indeed the same.

In the end, we are paid to hunt.

Jackie Price will die.

You know this.

We have her money tied up too.

You return to the Seven Demons.

The sniper will be very happy, I know it!

You cannot return to what is gone.

But if you don't, you will die too.

You know that, Zigor.

Help us finish the job today,

and you will live how you deserve.

You can still teach me.

Does the sniper know about this offer?

Not yet. But I deliver Zigor Zabaleta...

You're his hero too.

What, exactly, will he do for his hero?

[indistinct chatter]

This is my fee.

He will double that for you, I guarantee.

Who is the sniper?

I need to know first.

Friedrich Mahler.

You know him?

[chuckles]

I never had a son.

You never had a real father.

It's a Disney movie.

Pinocchio.

Pinocchio? [laughs]

Why not?

Pinocchio, sure.

Pinocchio.

Okay.

- [squelching] - [gasping]

The asshole was a puppet.

[indistinct chatter]

[line rings]

It's done.

The head Demon

is Friedrich Mahler.

Whoa. Okay.

At least now we know.

You still want to do this?

What's wrong, Zig? I like the plan.

It is... elaborate.

[Jackie] It's my masterpiece.

You said it. Go big or go home.

- I never said that. - Didn't you?

- No, no, no, no, no. - Maybe I said that.

Look, don't worry.

We've got this, all right?

Okay.

Do not worry is right.

Wedding day is not so important.

And usually a mistake.

Add it to all the other mistakes we make,

and... that is life, mm?

You're not wrong there, Mariela.

Main thing is...

do it with style, hm?

[Jackie] They say revenge is a dish best served cold.

Well, how about minus 200 degrees cold?

Good, old liquid nitrogen.

It's not overkill, is it?

The Demons tried to steal my brand

and I'm going to destroy theirs, in public.

If I break the internet,

well, it's not my fault.

Look lovestruck. Like it's our big day.

[sighs] This is how Princess Di felt.

- That's not funny, okay? - I wasn't joking.

I feel entrapped, enslaved.

- Look at him. - What?

He's just about to pop the question.

Don't do it, mate. Get out while you still can.

She'll clamp your balls in her vice and never look back.

- Don't do it. - Stop it. Just stop it, huh?

Come on, give me a cwtch.

Wave at the camera!

[Jackie] Ziggy, start the live feed.

Copy that.

[beeping]

What the fuck?

Target entering kill zone.

Yeah, that's him.

Great pins.

Tuukka! You are target!

Argh!

Got you.

Showtime.

[loud music plays]

Jesus Christ!

What the fuck is that?

[Sam] It's a flash mob.

Get off. Get off!

[groans]

Hey Ziggy, are you seeing this?

What the hell is going on?

They're all bloody dancing! It's like Fame!

Take him out now.

[Zigor] I don't have a clear shot.

Shoot the bride! Shoot her!

Oi... Oh.

[Jackie] Run! Move it!

[gunshots]

[man screams]

[screaming]

[roars]

["1977" by Ana Tijoux plays]

[groans softly]

[news report plays on TV in Spanish]

Cool.

Enough is enough.

Finish this tonight.

Lock down the safe house.

This city is closed for Jackie Price.

Thank you!

Ooh!

Okay.

[line rings]

Activate the five-star evacuation and relocation protocol immediately.

[recording] You have reached Poltergeist.

We are experiencing acute technical issues.

Our servers are currently down.

[alarm blares]

Please state your requirements.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, the witch!

The bloody witch!

Bingo, bango, bongo!

Can we negotiate?

Oh! Thanks a lot.

Jackie.

[speaks Spanish]

Huh?

Oh.

Keep hustling.

["1977" by Ana Tijoux plays]

[song ends]

[choral music plays]

[music ends]