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(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) No way!
MAN: Yeah.

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH)
This is the Cuban spirit.

(DOM SPEAKS SPANISH)

Dom. Dom.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(ENGINE REVVING)
(ALL CHEERING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) You know
I can't make a living
without my car.

Not my problem, bro.

Dominic Toretto,
I heard about you.
Welcome to my island.

Why you hookin' up
my cousin's car?

He needed money,
I gave it to him.

He can't pay,
I take the car.

I just need
a few more days.

"Few more days"
wasn't part of the deal.

Come on. You make a deal,
you gotta live up to it.

You make a deal,
you gonna live up to it.

"Gonna" live up to it?

Oh, so you're
one of those types.

You take everyone's ride,
and then ship it back to
the States?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH)
You watch your mouth.

(CHUCKLES)

Now you got a problem.

I'm gonna keep it
about the cars.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) You want a car,
get it the right way.

How?

Race for it.

I already own it, bro.

Not that car.

Mine.
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

Dom, his car is
the fastest car
on the island.

Do you know what
he has under that hood?

He knows
it doesn't matter
what's under a hood.

The only thing
that matters is
who's behind the wheel.

You think so?

I know so.

Then race his car.

And we ain't racing
no quarter-mile, here.

We race the Cuban mile.

Done.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

I appreciate what
you're trying to do,

but my car is
the slowest car
on the island.

Was.

Pull the seats,
the doors,
the battery...

If it ain't the motor,
take it off.

Laughing gas?

Nah, Fed.
This is Cuban NOS.

You guys are crazy.

What are you doing?

DOM: Poor man's turbo.
Pull the vacuum line
and hold on.

Old trick
that Buster used to play,
in case of emergencies.

You know that's way
too much boost
for that engine.

DOM: It's gonna be fast.

It's gonna be a bomb.

Only needs to go a mile.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(ENGINES REVVING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Vámonos!

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(LAUGHING)

(IN ENGLISH) That car belongs
in the trash, bro!

(TIRES SQUEALING)
(HORN BLARING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(CHILDREN CHEERING)

FERNANDO:
Where are they going?

LETTY: I don't know.
Let's go!

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Ghost him.

MAN: Sí.
(PEOPLE YELLING)

Adiós, Toretto!

Okay, Buster.

Let's see if this works.

(TIRES SQUEALING)
(ENGINE REVVING)

That's impossible.

(ALL CHEERING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(EXCLAIMS)

(CHEERING)

(IN ENGLISH) Look out!

(ALL CONTINUE CHEERING)

A deal's a deal.

You won my car.

And you earned
my respect.

Keep your car.

Your respect is
good enough for me.

DOM: Yo, cousin...

Sorry about your car.

Yours was too slow
for a Toretto, anyway.

Your Impala?
Are you serious?

(ALL CHEERING)

Look at that smile.

I love it
when you smile.

You make me happy.

Mmm, I think this place
makes you happy.

It's like
it speaks to you.

You remember that guy,
the racer and his dad?

The one with
the boat engine
under the hood?

Yeah!

Yes.
Of course.

I was looking at them,
and I...

And I couldn't help
but to imagine

what you'd be like
if you were a dad.

No, no, no!
I'm not pregnant.

Is that what you want?

It's not about
what I want or
what you want.

It's about
why we haven't
asked the question.

(ENGINE CRANKS SLOWLY)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) What?
You need a hand?

Yeah, I think I do.

Sounds like you're
not getting any fuel.
Yeah?

Probably
the shut-off
solenoid.

Let's see
if we can get
some power to it.

What brings you
to Cuba?

The same thing that brings
everyone else to Cuba.

Culture, people,
the beauty.

What brings you
to Cuba?

Work.
Must be casual Friday.

How's that honeymoon
going, Dom?

Your fuel relay
is missing.

I know.

I love to play games.

I've beaten
the best of 'em.

But I'm kind of in a rush,
so if you've got
something to say to me...

Oh, this is
a very different game,
that I can assure you.

This... There's something
much greater at work here.

This is fate.

I choose
to make my own fate.

Not today.

Is this the road you
take to your apartment
every morning?

What else is different, Dom?
Was Santiago's closed?

Did you have to cross
two blocks to go get
your Cuban coffees?

What is it, black,
no sugar?

Yeah.

I put a lot of work into
getting you here today.

Well,
now that I'm here,
what do you want?

I want you to work for me.

Work for you?

Oh, I could've saved you
a lot of time, then.

See, I don't work
for anyone.

You can't walk away
from this, Dom.

We're gonna have
this conversation,
one way or the other.

You see, that's
the funny thing
about fate.

It's cunning.

It can bring you
beautiful things,

and it can also bring
you moments like this.

Oh, you're gonna want
to work for me.

You're gonna betray
your brothers,

abandon your code,
and shatter your family.

You see, your team is about
to go up against the only
thing they can't handle.

What's that?

You.

Oh, and, Dom, I wouldn't
mention this to anyone.

(ENGINE STARTS)

HOBBS:
They are gonna be hitting us
with everything they got.

So we wanna engage
with maximum speed.

Neutralize their shooters,
and then move on
to our objective.

There's two things
I want you to keep in mind.

Number one,
I chose you for this squad

because you are
the most fearsome warriors
on the planet.

And number two,
you go out there,

you do your job,
and you take 'em down.

Everyone.
And I mean everyone.

Mani's and pedi's
at the mall later on today.

(ALL CHEERING)

Huh?

(WHISTLE BLOWING)
GIRLS: Monarchs!

(CHANTING HAKA)

(ALL CHANTING HAKA)

(EXCLAIMS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(WHISPERS) What?

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

I don't wanna
play anymore.

All right, let's go, girls.
Let's go, let's go!

Final two minutes.

DS ALLAN: Quite
the cheering section.

HOBBS: Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it's the moms.
They come out
to support the kids.

Except there seem to be
more moms than kids.

Way more moms.

(WOMEN GIGGLING)

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
It's a big soccer town.

Let's go, girls!

So, your Intel
was spot-on.

That Damocles 7 EMP weapon
that went missing in the Gulf?

Arms dealers from
the Liberation Front
have it in Berlin.

HOBBS: Shit!

This thing can wipe out
an entire electrical grid
in a major city.

No lights, no power.

Instant Stone Age.

Chloe, Maya,
you can't let her
run by you like that.

Let's go, let's go! Cross!
Agent Hobbs,
this is a Class Four WMD.

Do you have any idea
what's at stake here?

Yes, I know exactly
what is at stake here,
okay?

If the Pink Butterflies
beat my Red Dragons,

that means we lose
the championship.

Which means
I have 20 little girls

who are crying,
and that's not
a good thing.

Which then means I have
to spend a lot of time
in ice-cream shops

and a lot of time
at Tay Tay concerts.

Tay Tay?

Taylor Swift.
Gotta be shittin' me.
Get it together, okay?

Let's go, girls!

We need you to do this.
It's a lot of lives at stake.

All right, but I need
to be clear here.

The US government cannot
sanction this operation
in any way.

You're on your own.
Hey.

If this thing goes sideways,
you don't just get burned.

You go to prison.

And there's nothing
we can do to get you out.

Let me tell you
something.

The only thing that
I love more than saving
lives is my daughter.

So, if you don't shut up
with this government
bullshit right now,

and start showing
some team spirit

and respect
for the Red Dragons,

I'm gonna have all 20 of them
line up and kick you
right in the tay-tay.

Go Dragons!

Say it again.

Go Dragons!

Attaboy. Go Dragons.

Go Dragons.
(CROWD EXCLAIMS)

SAM: I'm open.
She's open! Go, go!

Yes! (LAUGHING)
(WHISTLE BLOWS)

That is my daughter
right there. Yes.

Yes, come here.

How did I do?

Awesome.

Nice job, kid.

(HOBBS SIGHS)
Daddy's gotta go to work?

Uh, yeah.
Daddy's gotta go to work.

Now, you're gonna need
to get a team you can trust.

Oh, I already got one.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

(SIGHS)

HOBBS: Hey, Dom.

Hey, Hobbs.

I got a job in Berlin
and I need a favor,
brother.

No problem.
I'll grab the team
and meet you in Berlin.

Thanks, man.
I'll see you soon.

(GRUNTS)

You were only supposed
to create a diversion, Roman.

That was a diversion!

How many of the damn
explosives did you use?

ROMAN: I don't know, Tej.

All of it?
Wait, all of it?

Roman, Jesus Christ.

We got more of
your fan club ahead.

They're still on us!

These guys are
taking this personal.

Roman, we just
blew up their facility
and stole their EMP.

Other than
your doctor's cold finger,

I'd say it's about as
personal as it can get.

Phase Two!

Phase Two?
So you just gonna
keep that to yourself?

What happened to Phase One?
What about that part?

Yeah.
Remember the airplane?

Everyone drove
their cars out but you?

I told you,
my engine seized up.

It's your balls
that seized up.

Just follow my lead, okay?

And, Roman,
whatever you do,
don't think.

Huh?

Tej, drop it!

Bombs away.

(BEEPS)

Split, now!

ROMAN: Holy...

(CURSES IN GERMAN)

ROMAN: (OVER RADIO)
Great plan, Tej.

But just so you know,
you missed some.

Oh, just wait for it.

ROMAN: Oh, shit!

I hate you, Tej!

(LAUGHS)

Got your ass.

You good?

I'll see you
when it's done.

All right, great job, team.

Let's break off
and meet me
at the safe house.

(ENGINE REVVING)

A hell of a job, brother.

When we get back
to the base,
the beer's on me.

(GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

You lost your goddamn mind,
Toretto?

Toretto,
you put hands
on that thing,

you're gonna have
the whole world gunning
for you, including me.

(DOM GRUNTS)

I don't know
what you're doing,

but you better think
about this, Toretto.

It ain't too late
to stop this.

It is now.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(SIRENS BLARING)

That sumbitch just crossed us.

What?
Wait a second,
what are you talking about?

Dom took the EMP.

Bullshit.

Where are you?

HOBBS:
It's too late for me.
Get outta here.

Saw that look in his eye,

and I've seen
that look before.

Dominic Toretto
just went rogue.

TEJ: All right, I got
his phone records, y'all.

It's a whole bunch of calls
to untraceable numbers.

ROMAN: Burner phones, right?

TEJ: Nah, scrambler.

Same number,
but they got some sort of

micro-router
to bury the signal path,

which means Dom is clearly
communicating with somebody
that's above our pay grade.

Look, I don't know
Dom as well as you,

but if we just
look at the facts,

Dom's been having highly
encrypted conversations

with some mysterious person.

He took out Hobbs.

He stole an EMP.
Now he's disappeared.

So, what are you saying?

Maybe we should consider
the fact that Hobbs is right.

Dom did go rogue.

(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

ROMAN: Letty.

LETTY: Before
you judge the man,

remember,
you're breathing right now
because he saved your life.

You just gonna let her bump
your shoulder like that?

I'm just saying,
that was a little aggressive.

What you gonna do,
email her?

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERS) Check.

(CELL DOOR BUZZING)

Moment,
will you, fellas?

Thank you.

Well, this is
an exciting new look.

It's a little tight in
the crotch, as always.

(CHUCKLES)

What boy-band bus
did she fall out of?

It's my new
junior associate.

He's working
with me on this.
All yours.

Mr. Nobody and I have
been given the authority
to get you out of this.

All you have to do
is agree to the terms
and you're free.

What's training wheels
talking about? What terms?

Confess to your crimes
in Berlin.

Treason,
international espionage,

massive destruction
of civic property.

You do that,
we close the case.

And?
And the DSS
blacklists you.

Germany loves that.

LITTLE NOBODY: Officially,
you will be a criminal.

MR. NOBODY: Wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You need to work
on your delivery,
all right?

Unofficially...

You're off the books.
You come work with me.

I'm not a criminal.

MR. NOBODY: Luke,
come on. Labels.

There is no confession.

There are
no backroom deals.

I got myself into this,
I'm gonna get myself
out of it.

You know that.
I do, and that's what
I told him. (SIGHS)

Well, there you have it.

Good luck in
the courts, man.

What about
your daughter?

You know,
if you're not gonna do it
for your country,

at least do it
for your kid.

(CHUCKLES)
Big mistake, kid.

(EXCLAIMS)

Hold on. Luke, Luke.

He's still working
from the manual.

I mean, he doesn't even
really know the rules.

Now, come on,
give him a break.

(STRAINED)
Give me a break.

Luke.

(GRUNTING)

Appreciate it.

(COUGHING)

It's good to
see you, Nobody.

You, too.

Rule number one...

Know your audience.

I gave you your shot.
You shit the bed.

Now I'm gonna show you
how to get this done.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

You're dead, cop. Dead!

INMATE: I'm gonna slice
some bacon off your back, pig.

DECKARD:
Well, well, well...

Luke Hobbs behind bars.
Would you look at that.

The bent cop got his day.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(CELL DOOR BUZZING)

You know, that color
looks good on you.

Yeah, it'll look
a whole hell of a lot better
with your blood on it.

Yeah, good luck
with that, Hercules.

Lawman gone bad, huh?

Such a cliché.

Oh, well,
welcome to the club.

I wouldn't get
that twisted, son.

We ain't in no club,
we got nothing in common.

And unlike you,
I ain't gonna be here long.

What, you bring
a shovel, did you?

Because it's 38 feet
of steel and concrete.

Or so I've been told.

(DECKARD CHUCKLES)

Better get to digging.

Wanker.

Yeah.

Move.

Say that again.

If I say it again,
it'll be to a corpse.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna enjoy this.

CIPHER: Welcome back, Dom.

Nice job out there.

You excited
about tonight?

You're going
on this?

You're with me, Dom.

Showing me
your shoe collection?

Yep.

A pair for
every occasion.

You have enough guns
in here to outfit
a small army, huh?

Oh, this is just
the tip of the iceberg.

You know what
I like about you, Dom?
You're a genuine outlaw.

I mean, you're a man
who lives by his own rules.

Which is surprising,
because when
I saw you in Cuba,

I heard about a guy
who almost killed you
with a motorcycle,

and you let him
keep his car?

Oh, that confused you?

Hmm.

'Course I could've
taken his car.

But it's about
something bigger.

This way...

I changed him.

That's not
your responsibility.

But it's who I am.
Is it?

Let me ask you something,
Dom. What's the best thing
in your life?

Family.
No, it's not.

Not if you're being honest.

It's the 10 seconds
between start and finish,

when you're not thinking
about anything.

No family,
no obligations.

Just you.

Being free.

I gotta tell you,

this whole saving-the-world,
Robin Hood nonsense
you've been doing recently?

It's bullshit.
It's not you.

Be who you are.

Why live only
a quarter mile at a time

when you can live
your whole life that way?

(PANTING)

Is that it?

Is that all those
bloated-out muscles
will give ya?

All show and no go.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

Oh, I got plenty of go.

You must've misplaced that

when I kicked
your arse up and down
that office of yours.

Yeah.

Just like you Brits,
rewriting history, huh?

All I know is, it wasn't me
that was thrown out
of a four-story window.

Jumped.

I jumped out of
a four-story window,
saving my partner's life.

'Cause where I'm from,
we don't settle fights
by throwing bombs.

Well, that's funny,
because where I'm from,

we don't need women
to run to our rescue.

I mean, do you really
believe you can 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'll find out.

Oh, you better hope
that day never comes.

(DOOR BUZZES)

I said no, Mr. Nobody.
I'm not leaving this cell.

I'll get out my way.

(ALARM BLARING)

The right way!

Hey! Why's the door open?
Get back in your cell!

Relax. It's just
a malfunction.

Get back!
HOBBS: Just a malfunction.

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

Stop him!
Don't let him get away!

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

MILLER: Hobbs!

I've been waiting
a long time for this.

Keep waiting, bitch.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

Rubber bullets. Big mistake.

(GROANING)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(BOTH PANTING)

Well, that took longer
than I expected.

HOBBS: Two questions.
MR. NOBODY: Yeah.

My daughter?
With your sister.

Toretto?
(CHUCKLES)

It's interesting you ask.

This is my new base.
Welcome to nowhere.

It's a little
sterile for you.

(CHUCKLES)

Listen, there's something
I wanna talk to you
about after.

Hey, listen, guys.
Thanks...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Handcuffs?
What is this?

It's called abuse of power.

You told me
to round them up.

I didn't tell you
to hand...

Cut 'em loose. Oh, man.
This is embarrassing.

I'm sorry, guys,
really, I...

So, this is how
you treat old friends?

TEJ: Friends?
We don't even really know
who the hell this guy is.

Doesn't matter who I am, Tej.
I'm, like, nobody, okay?

Nobody. So, then,
who is he?

Him? He's nothing.
He's, like, less than me.

Clearly, we're getting
nowhere with nobody.

I've been in here
for four hours, and
my ribs are showing.

I don't know about y'all,
but I'm out.

I wouldn't recommend that.
What?

Well, thanks
to your botched Berlin job,

you all made Interpol's
Top 10 Most Wanted list.

Top 10.
MR. NOBODY: Mmm-hmm.

That's all right.

Well, not you, Roman.
What do you mean?

You just missed the cut.
You're number 11, so...

I'm... I missed?
Yeah.

ROMAN: That's impossible!

What number did
they come in at?

Six, eight, nine, ten.

She's 10?
Mmm-hmm.

That's impossible.
There's no way
she's a 10.

Oh, she's definitely a 10.
(SCOFFS)

How about we focus on someone
who we're not gonna find on
anybody's list.

We're 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?

No one knows.

Cipher is like
a digital act of God.

They... Well, she can
manipulate world systems
from the shadows.

Anything
that can be hacked
is hers to play with.

And here's the kicker.
You'll never find her
linked to any of it.

Her digital identity
is scrubbed every
few seconds, worldwide.

So, basically,
she's the bogeyman.

Damn, she's one of
the hottest bogeymans
I've ever seen.

I mean, if y'all know her,
tell her to get at your boy.

(ROMAN CHUCKLES)
(CLEARS THROAT)

What are you, 12?
ROMAN: That was
my shin, mother...

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 that,

apparently,
for some reason,

she's now working
with this guy.

(SIGHS)

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
you're suggesting we do?

MR. NOBODY:
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.

Yeah, I know, Roman,
it's kind of 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 wanna tell me why

you just put me in a room with
this tea-and-crumpets eating,
criminal sumbitch?

What a big mouth
on a small head,

coming from Prisoner 6753.

Don't think we've forgotten
everything that you've done.

We are not teaming up
with this guy.

Let's get one thing clear.
I ain't on your team.

I don't care
about you, your crew,
or your little family.

I'm here for Cipher.

What are you gonna do,
apply for a job?
Head Asshole?

You know, I think that
tight T-shirt's cutting off
the circulation to your brain.

You should get
a bigger size.

Cipher came to me first.
Wanted me to steal
Nightshade for her.

When I said no,
she went after
my brother.

Ah, yes, brother Owen.
Who could forget him, huh?

Former hell-raiser
and current guest

at a nasty
little black site prison.

Cipher corrupted him
and left him for dead.

So, if I get a shot
to take her down,

believe me, Flex,
I'm taking it.

You're taking my
boot right up your ass,
is what you're taking.

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 ought
to be good.

(MUMBLES)

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."

No, no, no,
don't tune it out.
Huh?

Mr. Nobody,
let's fire it up, huh?

TEJ: Got him.
He's in London.

Yeah.

(BEEPING)

RAMSEY: Wait. We've got
a second match in Hong Kong.

ROMAN: Beijing and Seoul.

TEJ: And Tokyo.

RAMSEY:
And just about every other
major city on the planet.

MR. NOBODY: And so, God's Eye
was where we started.

But Cipher's already
created an evasion

that masks their location
by pinging random spots all
over the globe,

but it was
a good thought, Roman.

So, she's made
my program obsolete.

And that, Ramsey,
is why you're here.

See, simple solutions aren't
gonna cut it here, slick.

Why you look at me
when you say that?

Wait a second. Wait,
wait. Simple solutions
might just cut it.

You see, in order
for God's Eye to give off
all these false pings,

means they have to be
using a FLEA relay.

Watch these two.

Which means
it has a decaying
sync randomizer.

Which we can reverse...

And track it back to
the originating source and
find Dom's true location.

I'm telling you,
they got skills.

That was my idea.

That's what I was saying.
Remember in there?

All right,
let's try this.

It's working.

Time you wanna check
your manual and start
organizing a force response.

Let's get a hold of
our international assets...

He's still green.

Yeah, like
fresh baby shit.

As soon as we have
Toretto's location,
I want to mobilize.

Let's get a hold of
a better asshole.

No one respects you...
(IMITATES RADIO STATIC)
Cover.

Get away from me.

All right,
they're not in China.

Or Russia.

Europe's clear.

But this one's
not going away.

(BEEPING)

This is interesting.

Why?

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Because that's here.

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(MAN COUGHING)

CIPHER: (ECHOING)
Did you all enjoy that?

Next-generation
concussion grenade.

It scrambles your senses.
Don't worry,
it'll wear off in an hour.

(GROANING)
Probably.

Hello, Deckard.
Nice to see you again.

(LAUGHING) Look at this,
body's not even cold, Dom.

Your family's
already replacing you.

You chose the losing team.

I guess your brother
is smarter than you.

(DECKARD GRUNTING)

(BEEPING)

Smart move,
embedding God's Eye
into the mainframe.

Irritating to make me have
to come all the way down
here to get it, but...

Let's go.

(ALL GROANING)

Dom!

You're gonna turn
your back on family?
Just like that?

Let's go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

HOBBS: You okay?

That wasn't him.

I don't know what
she's got on him,

but that wasn't Dom.

Brian would know
what to do.

No!

We can't bring
Brian and Mia into this.

We agreed on that.

ROMAN: I know.

DOM: Back there,
was that for her,

for me, or you?

And was it
even necessary?

Necessary?

Nothing is necessary.

Everything is a choice.

And I simply made one.
But so did you.

You could've stopped me,
but you chose not to.

I wonder what Letty
thought about that.

The problem with
putting your foot
on a tiger's neck

is you can never let it up.

I think I need to remind you
why you chose to be here.

(GASPS)

Elena.

ELENA: Dom?

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't have come.

Nothing could have
kept me away.

Now she has
the three of us.

(BABY COOING)

Do you wanna see him?

See Papa?

(BABY GURGLING)

See Papa.

Papa.

(COOING)

When I realized
I was pregnant,

you had just found out
Letty was alive.

So I decided
when Letty and you got back
from your honeymoon,

I was going to tell you.

But then she took us
before I had the chance.

(COOS)

His name?

(CONTINUES COOING)

I call him Marcos.

But that's
his middle name.

I thought his father
should give him
his first name.

I'm sorry, Dom.

There's nothing
to be sorry for.

ELENA: Whatever happens,

just save our son.

Your son.

CIPHER: Good visit?

I know. I know
what you're thinking.

I just let the guards go,

so there's only
two opponents in
the room.

Rhodes has the gun,
so you'll take him
out first.

I know you.

And then you're thinking,
Elena's a cop.

Maybe the two of you
can fight your way
out of here.

(WHISPERS) So much
to think about.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Let me make it
easier for you.

Do with it as you wish.

Have you heard of
Choice Theory, Dom?

There is
a bunch of axioms,

but only two
you really need to
concern yourself with.

One,
the only person's behavior
we can control is our own.

And, two, the only thing
we can truly give another
person is information.

So, let me give you some.

You see these cameras
in here?

The moment you make a move,
highly-paid men with weapons

will make their way
into this room

with one very
specific instruction.

It's not to save me.

It's to kill your son.

Now, that's a lot
of bullets,

and it only takes one
for you to lose everything.

So, I have to ask you,

because I know family
is so important to you.

Is that really a choice
you want to make?

Because I'm ready
if you are.

If I pull this trigger,
and God knows I want to,

if I killed everyone
on this plane,

I still couldn't
get in there.

'Cause of your two-man
fail-safe system.

Since I'm alone,

I got no choice!

I didn't think so.

You want to see the old Dom?

Watch.

(SOBBING)

Bitch.

Don't, don't.
Sweet dreams.

Please!

LITTLE NOBODY: Damn it.

She wiped it all.
Took God's Eye.

That was the one thing
we could use to find them.

We lost everything.

What do you got,
Princess?

Finding Toretto.

But I got a couple
of minutes to spare,

if you want me to send you
to the hospital. Again.

(CHUCKLES) Yo, Rules.

First off,
that's not my name.

Little Nobody.
Don't call me that.

Oh, that's
definitely sticking.

Great. Do me a favor

and tell Your Majesty
over there that
we're gonna find Toretto.

We find Toretto
together as a team.

And when this
is all over with,

I'm happy to slap
that whisker biscuit
right off his face.

Wait a minute, guys,
I think Deckard's
actually onto something.

How do you think
Dom and Cipher

got into the country
without us knowing?

Ghost flights.

I thought untraceable
aircraft was all Internet
conspiracy stuff.

MR. NOBODY: It's not.

Satellites and radar grids
all across the globe

shift like an ocean.

They've got channels
that open and close.

And theoretically,
if you know the right people

who know
the right patterns...

You can fly right
through the blind spots
completely undetected.

So you know
where Dom is headed?

(LAPTOP BEEPS)

Yeah. New York.

(CHUCKLES)

You see there, Luke?

You guys are gonna
get along just great.

Which proves rule number two,
you never lose everything.

Fire up the chopper.

Well, guys, have a ball
in the Big Apple.

ROMAN: And why are we
traveling like this again?

TEJ: Because Dom
took God's Eye,

so we need to stay
off the grid.

ROMAN: But like this?

(ALL GRUNTING)

ROMAN: Look here, man.

Before I throw up
in my mouth,

let me ask you,
what are we doing here?

That's a good question, Roman.

Let me show you.

Welcome to our new
base of operations.

No, seriously.
What is this place?

This is heaven.

It's the agency garage.
They call it the Toy Shop.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

LITTLE NOBODY: This is where
we house every vehicle

seized from drug dealers
on the East Coast.

Now, Mr. Nobody said

that if we're
gonna have a chance
at catching Dom,

we're gonna have
to be damn fast.

Figured this would help.

We got a tank.

750 horsepower,

6.6 liter,
V8 Duramax engine

with an M153 CROWS
remotely operated weapon
station on top.

You didn't get this
from drug dealers.

LITTLE NOBODY: No. No,
that, uh, the United States
Army lent me.

See, the Army's
developing machines
like this

that soldiers can drive
from a mile away,

so they can stay
safe and alive.

But, luckily, there's
a backup driver's seat

for those of us
that like to get
more "hands on."

ROMAN: I'm sitting here
wondering this whole time,

will this thing fit in valet
at Cheesecake Factory?

No one is getting
"hands on."

She doesn't go
on city streets.

Wow. I'm in love.

Again, no, no.

That's a million-dollar
show car.

The point is to not
draw attention.

It's reverse psychology.

Dom would never
see it coming.

It's neon orange.

The International
Space Station
would see it coming.

Go choose anything
less conspicuous.

ROMAN: No, no, no.
Calipers are my...

This is ridiculous.
Not happening.

Hey, my man,
you can put that
down right there.

This is a gift, a real gift.
I know what you're doing.

(LAUGHS)
I like your beard.

You're Blanta.
Black Santa?

No, I'm serious.
Put it down right there.

What are you doing?

Engine's misfiring.
I gotta check it out.

No, that's not part of
the plan, Dom.

DOM: Clearly.

But unless you want
the engine to seize
on the job...

You have five minutes.

(MOUTHING) Five minutes.

I want another visual.

I got an ATM.

I don't like this.

I want to see Toretto.

There are no more cameras.
Then find something!

Punch in on
something reflective.

A car mirror, anything.

Do you know who I am?

It's why I'm here.

Do you know what
I'm capable of?

It's why I'm here.

I'll give you until
I finish me cuppa.

And I'm fucking thirsty.

I've got limited time,

so I won't take up
too much of yours.

Oh, no.

No, you've already taken
everything I have of value,
Mr. Toretto.

What more could
you possibly want?

To give you
something back.

Talk to me.

Something's not right here.

First time I saw
my son was behind
a bulletproof glass.

When he reached for me,
I couldn't hold him.

It's the worst pain
I ever felt.

I know you know exactly
how that feels.

Maybe we could change that.

Now, why do I think

you're about to suggest
something really dodgy,
Mr. Toretto?

It's why I'm here.

Jesus, punch in on something.
I'm not liking this.
Something's not right.

Rhodes, you close?
RHODES: Yeah.

CIPHER: Go.

The delivery truck's
moving.

(MOUTHING) I know.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
OVER RADIO)

HOBBS:
"Captain Deckard Shaw

"distinguished himself
by acts of gallantry

"at the risk of his life
above and beyond
the call of duty.

"His bold actions saved
the lives of hostages
and his teammates.

"Recommendation:
Victoria Cross."

Highest honor
the British government
has ever given

to a traitor.

Something about
this whole thing that
just doesn't add up to me.

Well, that would be
the same kind of funny math

that says a DSS agent
who has a Silver Star
for valor stole an EMP.

Sound familiar, huh?

You want
to give me a hand?

On three?
Yeah.

One, two, three.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

You know what,
Twinkle Toes?

In another life, I bet
me and you could've done
some serious damage.

Yeah, we could've.
Yeah.

Shame I'm gonna have
to bounce your head
off the fender

when this is all over.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Ah, well, with
all due respect, Captain,

when this whole thing is over,
we're gonna find a location,

and I'm gonna knock your teeth
so far down your throat,

you're gonna stick
a toothbrush right up
your ass to brush them.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Give me God's Eye.

God's Eye, active.

Good.

Let's find us a Russian.

I spy with my little eye,

a Minister of Defense.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Upload those coordinates
to Dom's nav.

Copy that.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(LAUGHING)

He's in the third car.

(OVER EARPIECE)
It's a Guard Class limousine.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Where's my team?

Where's his team?
There's no sign of them yet.

They're off the grid.

They're probably just
bunkered down somewhere.

DOM: We're closing in on 'em.

You guys ready?

CIPHER: One thing
I can guarantee, Dom,

no one's ready for this.

I want every chip
with a zero-day exploit
in a two-mile radius

around that motorcade now.

There's over
a thousand of them.

Hack 'em all.

(ENGINE STARTS)

It's zombie time.

I'd buckle up if I were you.

(TIRES SQUEALING)
Hmm?

WOMAN: (YELLS)
What are you doing?

(GRUNTING)

Ah!

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)
(HORNS BLARING)

GOD'S EYE TECH:
Safety sensors overridden.

Thank you.

(ENGINE STARTS)

MAN: Whoa.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(WOMAN SHRIEKING)

(EXCLAIMING)

(YELLS AND GROANS)

Hey!

Target the motorcade.

And here they come.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(IN ENGLISH) Ouch.

(GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

GOD'S EYE TECH: (IN ENGLISH)
Police escort down.

Take out the lead
and follow cars.

(ENGINES STARTING)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

GOD'S EYE TECH:
Two more down.

They're still under warranty.

(RUSSIAN SECRET SERVICE AGENT
IN RUSSIAN)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(MAN SCREAMING)

OFFICER: (OVER RADIO)
We got an army of cars
driving themselves!

Send backup, send SWAT!

I don't care if
you send the goddamn
Boy Scouts,

just send 'em some help!

Now, that's Dom.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

GOD'S EYE TECH:
The motorcade
just turned on Seventh.

CIPHER: Perfect.
Make it rain.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Ah!

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(EXCLAIMS)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Target immobilized.

You're up, Dom.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(BOTH GRUNT)

DOM: (IN ENGLISH)
Give me the case.

(IN RUSSIAN)

(TAPPING)

(PANTING)

(RUSSIAN SECRET SERVICE
AGENT PANTING)

(IN ENGLISH) Good work, Dom.

Meet you at the pickup.

(TIRES SCREECH)

DOM: I think I know
where my team's at.

Where?
Right in front of me.

This is on you.

Get out of there, Dom.

RAMSEY: (OVER RADIO)
Guys, I know why Dom's here.

Police scanners are saying
he stole a nuclear football.

(OVER SPEAKERS)
It's over, Toretto.

Get your ass
outta the car now.

(ENGINE REVVING)

So, that's how
you wanna play this?

Let's play.

Don't do this, Dom.

He's going for it!

What are you doing?
It's a trap!

Damn it!

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

TEJ: Now I know
what it feels like

to be every cop
ever chasing us!

I'm gonna get a little closer.
I'm gonna PIT him.

Oh, so,
you just gonna PIT Dom?

Little Nobody has
clearly lost his little mind.

I'm on him.

Easy. Work together.

(MEN YELLING)

Wait, wait, wait!

Oh, sh...

I'll take the shortcut!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

RAMSEY: Look out!
Watch those people!

Big Sexy comin' through!

Not this time, Dom.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

Watch the drag
or the line will snap!

(GRUNTING)

Stretch him out!
Hold him!

(GRUNTS)

He's gotta have about
2,000 horsepower
in that thing.

Try 3,000!

Try five.

Get out of there.

I'm working on it.

CIPHER:
Stop working on it and do it.

No, no, no, this my Bentley!

(YELLING)

No! No!

(ALL GRUNTING)

Get that case and run.

(GRUNTS)

Move.

They thought this was
gonna be a street fight.

What are you
waiting for, Toretto?

(GUNSHOTS)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

No!

(SIREN WAILING)

(SIGHS)

Letty, stop!

What are you gonna do?

(GASPS)

I don't know why
you're doing this,
but I know one thing.

You love me.

And you are not
gonna shoot me.

You should've
given him the case,
'cause I won't chase you.

Okay.

I will just take it
from a dead girl.

DOM:
You willing to die for it?

Let's go, then.

HOBBS: Anything?

They're gone.

And DOD confirmed it
was a nuclear football.

He's got an EMP and
nuclear launch codes.

I don't know what it is,
but they're building
towards something.

Deckard?

LITTLE NOBODY:
He didn't make it.

(GRUNTS)

CIPHER: (OVER INTERCOM)
I'm disappointed in you, Dom.

When push came to shove,

you were gonna let Letty
just walk away with the codes.

You got the codes!

Rhodes got the codes.

You made the choice
to let her go.

And now I have to
make one of my own.

(MUFFLED SOBBING)

(WHISPERING) They are adorable
little things, aren't they?

God, I hope I don't hurt him.

Look, psychotic, I did exactly
what you asked me to do.

Don't do this.

This is your doing.

My doing?

BABY TORETTO: (BABBLING)
Da-Dada.

Dada.

Da-da.

Please don't hurt him,
I'm begging you.

I don't want you to beg.

I want you to learn.

Learn what?

I understand why
you did what you did.
I really do.

Da-da.

But it was
the wrong choice.

This is the consequence
of that.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING) No!

No! No!

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Save your son!

No!

(GUNSHOTS)

(CRYING)

(SHUSHING)

(EXHALES)

Can you pull up the footage
from the guy in the alley?

Traffic cams.

I got you.

I knew it.

I recognize that guy.

That's Connor Rhodes.

I met him when I was working
with Shaw's brother.

He wanted us to get
the Nightshade device for him.

Connor Rhodes.

He's also linked to somebody
I'd quite like to forget.

It's Mose Jakande.

Warlord who tried
to get God's Eye.

Which means that's twice
that Dom has messed up
Cipher's business.

Everything you're
feeling right now,

this rage,
a sense of loss,
it's not real.

It's a survival instinct
wired deep into our brains

to ensure continuation
of the species.

When early man would
visit a watering hole,

if they didn't
watch their child,

and it got snatched
by a crocodile,

our brains would create
a painful but
instructional memory,

so it would
never happen again.

This idea of "family"
that is so core with you,

that rules your world,

it's a biological lie.

You don't
have to accept it.

I don't.

Did you really think
you could destroy
two of my teams

without any repercussions?

I wouldn't have
even looked your way
if you hadn't done that.

You didn't even know
you had a kid.

You can thank me for that
and start doing the job
I'm asking you to do.

Help you start a war.

Is that what
you think I want?

That's so limited.

I didn't take that football
to start a war

any more than
I took your son
to start a family.

Taking your son
got me the codes.

The codes will
get me the nukes

and the nukes
will get me what I want

today, tomorrow,
and every day after that.

And what's that?

Accountability.

The second I fire off
one of those nukes,

I put the superpowers
of this world on notice that,

when they cross the line,

I'm gonna be there
to hold them responsible.

Because the truth is, Dom,

to the world out there,

I am the crocodile
at the watering hole.

We've got one
last job to do.

DOM: Cipher.

If I were you,
I'd kiss my son.

Because whether
you value it or not,
all of this,

your plane,
your security, and you,

are still on this earth
because of him.

RAMSEY: The problem
we've had with tracking Cipher
is there's nothing to trace.

But now,
we have Rhodes' information.

And we're getting
snapshots of his data

before it's
scrubbed off the net.

That looks like somebody's
bank account,

so why don't we
just go ahead...

It's a longitude.

Given the fact that
Dom hit a Russian motorcade,

it's safe to say it's Russia.
Go ahead and bring up the map.

Good. Let's start here
and run the possibilities.

Yalta, Poltava...

It's like they just
threw letters together.

Kronyurt.

MR. NOBODY: It's "Vladovin."

What are you doing here?
What?

Told you I was
gonna check in on you
from time to time

to see how
you were doin'.

By the way, not so hot.

But there's nothing
in Vladovin. It's just ice.

That's funny.

Could've sworn
there was a secret
Russian naval base

where they retrofitted
Cold War submarines.

Well, technically,
it's not Russian anymore.

The base was taken over

by a terror group of
military separatists
about a month ago,

and the Russians
haven't taken it back yet,

so there is a little
window of opportunity here.

Russian submarines.
Nuclear football.

It sounds like
everything we do,
our legs gonna be blown off.

It sounds like you
still number 11 on the list.
(CHUCKLES)

It sounds like
you've changed

since your little
punk-ass facial
hairs done came in.

Guys, guys.

Hey, we gotta call this in.
All the way up the chain.

That's good thinking, champ,
except unfortunately,

the Russian
Minister of Defense

got himself involved
in a little incident
on US territory,

and the two governments
aren't talking to each other
for a while.

By the time they do,
it'll be too late.

So, any other
suggestions?

HOBBS: Yeah. I got one.

How about we just
stop them ourselves?

You're talking about
a Russian military base.

Separatist.

Whatever.
It's suicide.

It's stopping World War III.

What's it gonna be, rook?

You gonna close your
eyes on this one, too?

Pray that
the apocalypse doesn't come

knocking on your
mama's front door?

Or, are you gonna
saddle up, be a man,

and save the entire
goddamn world?

You know,
I think I figured it out.

What's that?

Rule number three.
Which is?

There are no rules.

(MR. NOBODY LAUGHS)

What'd I tell you, Luke?
I knew he'd get it in three.

LITTLE NOBODY:
Aerial transport
leaves in an hour.

Take whatever
vehicle you want.
All bets are off.

All bets are off?
Bets are off?

Do svidanya!

Letty, I don't like
telling you this one bit.

But the game's changed.

Before, we were just
trying to catch Dom,
but now, after all this,

I want you to know,
if I have to,

I'm gonna put him down.

Then you might have
to take us both down.

ROMAN: I'm freezing, man.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
This ain't for me.

I come from a different
kind of lifestyle, brah.

Ladies know me.
They know where
I'm at with it.

I tried to take a piss,
I didn't even
recognize myself.

Man, that's entirely
too much information.

I'm just sayin'.

Well, one thing's
for sure.

Dom's gotta be
either working with them
or making a trade,

because no one
would be this insane

to hit this place
without a damn army.

I wouldn't be
so sure about that.

HOBBS: Speak of the devil.

All right, Dom,
you're one step closer
to that family reunion.

400 meters to base.

Prep the EMP. Let's take
these defenses down.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(CLAPS)
(IN ENGLISH) Gates are open.
Let's get this party started.

(SOLDIERS YELLING IN RUSSIAN)

EMP is recharging.
How long?

Sixty seconds.

All right, Dom,
you have one pulse
left in that EMP.

That sub is heavily insulated.

You're gonna need to
be right underneath it
for this thing to work.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(GRUNTING)

Come on.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(ALARMS BLARING)

CIPHER: Yes!

Two birds with one stone.

SUPER JET TECH:
We've got control of the sub.

Dom, we are good.
Head over to the rendezvous.

Okay, Matty,
let's take this baby
for a spin.

TEJ: Damn!

I think Cipher
just rebooted that sub
to slave its command system.

What the hell
is he talking about?

In layman's terms,
she just carjacked
a submarine.

We can't let it get away.

There's the control room.

If you can get me
into that wheelhouse,

I can tap the network
and counter-hack Cipher.

Keep it from
lowering into the water.

No, what we need to do
is get me on that sub.

I find the weapons room
and I can pull the launch chip

before she can fire
any of those nukes.

That is too crazy.

What you're saying
is too dangerous.

We'll do both.

Knock, knock.

(SOLDIERS YELLING IN RUSSIAN)

(IN ENGLISH) Five vehicles
just breached the base.

They just don't give up,
do they?

HOBBS: All right,
let's haul ass, team.
Double time, double time!

(SOLDIERS YELLING IN RUSSIAN)

(YELLING)

Letty, let's roll!

(GROANS)

Go! Go, go, go!

CIPHER: Change of plans, Dom.

I'm sending you
new coordinates.
Head there immediately.

I'm done. I want my son.

I'll tell you
when you're done.

Your team is in play.

Now, meet Rhodes and
follow my instruction.

(PANTING)

I've got you covered! Go!

Move, move!
Get outta here! Go, go, go!

(PANTING)

Okay.
How do you like this?

(ENGINE POWERING DOWN)

SUPER JET TECH:
Remote link has been severed.

CIPHER:
I'll take care of this.

Hi, Ramsey.

(ENGINE POWERING UP)

RAMSEY:
She's regained control.

Damn it. She's good.

(DOOR UNLOCKING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

TECH: They're entering
the weapons room.

Oh, that's cute.

LITTLE NOBODY:
(EXCLAIMS) Pull! Pull!

Roman, Roman!
We gotta find the chip, go!

Oh, she's slick.

Gonna have to do
better than that, though.

Okay, now you're
starting to piss me off.

(GRUNTING)

(MAN YELLING)

Ramsey, how much time
we talkin' here?

You're smart,
but not smart enough.

(ENGINE POWERING UP)

She's locked me out.

(GRUNTING)

Tej, I can't stop her.
You're gonna have
to pull that chip.

I can't! This thing's
gone into attack mode!

The door's not gonna open
until you pull the chip!

Tej, we got no idea
what the hell
we're looking for.

I got it!

(ALARM BLARING)

What in the hell
are you guys doin'?

It wasn't me.
It wasn't me, okay?

It'll be labeled
"Guidance Go."

Guidance Go,
Guidance Go...
Okay, I got somethin'.

What?
It says...

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Do you understand that?

(GROANING)

(MAN LAUGHING)

(GROANING)

(YELLING)
(SPLATTERING)

(PANTING)

Wow. Nasty.

Hmm.

Quite a show.

We're arming the nuke.

(POWERING UP)

TEJ: (OVER RADIO)
Nuke's going hot!

She's tryin'
to fire this thing!

Roger that.
We're moving out.

HOBBS: (OVER RADIO)
Disable the nukes!

Roman, what are you seeing?
Come on, talk to me.

I don't see shit.
I'm holding on!

(RUMBLING)

And we have a countdown.

(ALARM BLARING)

What the hell
is goin' on, man?

We're about to
launch a nuclear missile,
is what the hell is goin' on!

Pull the damn chip!

(PANTING)

Countdown, countdown!
Look for a countdown!

What countdown?

The missiles need to
activate to launch.

The countdown timer
won't be in Russian.

The countdown...

Let's show the world
what we've got.

ROMAN: No, no, no!
Don't press that!

I got it.

Something's wrong.
It won't launch.

Get that sub outta there.
Now!

LITTLE NOBODY:
Move your ass, Roman!

(PANTING)

You all right?

There's nothing all right
about any of this!

Let's go!
What about the missiles?

We got the chip.
No nukes for her.

Hell, yeah.
Let's roll.

Guys, we got company.
A lot of company!

All right, team,
here's the plan.

There's a sea lock
at the opening of the bay.

We get there first
and close it,

we can stop the submarine
from escaping into open water

and disappearing forever.

I've got the location.
It's 10 miles southwest.

Ten miles?
We're not gonna
make it ten seconds!

(GUNFIRE)

Ah!

No, no, no!
This is not good!

What's the matter, Roman?
Forgot your snow tires?

ROMAN: Whoa!

You lovin' that Lambo now?

ROMAN: Whoa! Ah!

(ROMAN EXCLAIMS)

(SCREAMING)

CIPHER:
All right, everyone.

We'll deal with
that launch chip later.

Right now, I want that sub
in deep water where
no one can find it.

Find me the fastest
route out of that bay.

Copy that.

Why are they shootin' at me?

Maybe 'cause you're in
an orange Lamborghini,
I don't know.

Shut up, Tej!

Dom...

(OVER EARPIECE)
Do you really wanna
put that car in gear?

Do it.

Huh?

I didn't think so.

They're heading
for the sea lock.

They're trying to
trap the sub in the bay.

I should have
taken care of this
a long time ago.

Rhodes, take his team out.

I'm on it.

Roman, get in front of me!

Okay, y'all wanna play rough?

Now it's my turn.

Yeah, baby! (LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

Guys, we got snowmobiles
on the right.

They're gonna flank us!

No, they ain't!

Oh, shit!

(BEEPING)

Tej!

Roman, hold tight,
I'm on the way!

I don't wanna
go swimmin'! No!

Really, Tej?

Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, shit!

Roman, grab your door!

ROMAN: Tej!

TEJ: Grab the door, Roman!

ROMAN: It's so cold!
Shit!

Oh, shit!

ROMAN: Whoa!

Whoo!
Yeah!

What is going on?

Roman, hang on!

Tej!

Get me off of this thing!

Tej!

Come on!

Argh!

All right.
I've had enough of this shit!

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

(ALL GROANING)

Number 11, my ass!

Yo, shrinkage!
We got a sub to catch.
Get in!

What?

Depressurization alert
in the cargo hold.

Drop it to 10,000 feet.

I know how much
these people mean to you.

So I will let you pick
the first target.

I don't pick a target
from a mile away.

I stand face to face
and look 'em dead in the eye.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay.

The wife it is.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Nice plane.
I'm gonna enjoy having this.

Hey, don't go
gettin' any ideas.

You and planes
don't have a good history.

No shit.

Okay, let's go, Scarface.

These assholes
ain't gonna kill themselves.

Pull up surveillance
right now.

(COMPUTER TRILLS)

Surprise.

You're supposed to be dead.

(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH)

We have a security breach
in the cargo hold.
Take care of it now.

(GASPS)

Jesus, Mum.
You're supposed
to avoid the nerves.

Oh, shut up.
Don't be such a baby.

Get to the pilot.

He's got the second key.
Wait for my signal.

Give Cipher my regards.

Did Toretto hold up
his end of the deal?

MRS. SHAW: He gave us
this little thing here.

No, no, no. Don't touch.

You can track
Cipher with this,

but you can't do
this on your own.
There's gotta be two of ya.

Fine. I've got contacts.

No, you're gonna
take your brother.

Oh, dear...
Yes.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Toretto knows where he is.

He's got this thing.
It can see everything.

It's like... It's called
the Devil's Bum Hole
or something.

It's called the God's Eye.

Yeah, well, whatever.

(GRUNTING)

There's no way
I'm using Owen,
all right?

He's a lost cause.

He's your brother, Decks.
He's my son.

He's our family.

And our family don't die
in bloody cages. (CRYING)

How can you talk
like that about Owen?
I can't believe you.

You've gone and upset me.
You've really upset
your mother.

Call yourself a brother?
You're...

Look, come here...
Mum. Okay, okay.

Every time.

Owen.

In position.

Go.

I'm in.

(PANTING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

DECKARD:
I've got the package, Toretto.

All 12 pounds of him.

Ah.

Dada. Dada.

(BULLET RICOCHETS)
(BOTH GASP)

You made me miss my shot.

What you think you're doing?

Looking at you
dead in the eye.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GAGGING)

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTS)
(NECK SNAPS)

That was for Elena.

Rhodes.

DOM: He's no longer with us.

Rhodes picked
the wrong target.

Congratulations, Dom.
You just killed your son.

You're wrong.
I just saved him.

And you just took your foot
off the tiger's neck.

All right, governor,
it's gonna get noisy.

This is for your ears.

(BEEPS)
(MUSIC PLAYING
OVER HEADPHONES)

Good?

(COOS)

Let's go.

No! Stop him!
Do not let him
get off this plane!

LITTLE NOBODY:
We got another problem.

That truck's got
enough missiles
to take us all out.

Then don't give 'em a target.

Everybody,
get in front of us, line up,
and we'll take the hit.

What? I need to
switch cars right now!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Roman, here comes
the bad part.
What?

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(WHOOPS)

Hang in there, guys.
We're almost to the lock.

It's easy for you to say
when your ass ain't on fire.

All right, little man,

this might be a little scary,

but it's gonna be
a lot of fun.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

How's the music, good?

Ah.

(ALL GROANING)

They're locking on.

Sorry, guys,
I got no tricks left.

What do we do now?

TEJ: We start prayin'!

Hell, yeah!

There's Dom!

What, is this guy
on our side now?

Who the hell cares?
He just saved our ass!

Good to be riding
with you again, man.

(CHUCKLES)

Toretto just
cleared the way for them.

Someone, give me something!

Torpedoes are ready.

Then launch them!

Shit.

Take the wheel!
I ain't takin' shit!

Take the wheel!

Where you goin'?

(GROANS)

This is crazy!

HOBBS: Speed up!

Left and back!
What?

Turn the goddamn wheel
to the left really quickly!

Boom, baby!

(MEN GRUNTING)

Goin' for a ride.

Back in a sec.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Where's that smile?
Ah.

There it is.

You were gonna shoot a baby?

You sick bastard.

You're not gonna
wanna see this.

(GRUNTING)

(SNIFFS)

Is that you or him?

(SNIFFS)

Him. Good.

The torpedoes missed.

They're gonna reach the lock
before the sub does.

The hell they are.

Get ready for this.

Oh, shit!

We're gonna need
a bigger truck.

(LAUGHING)

It's right under us!
Get out the way!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

Get us out of here!

Why are you always yelling?

This bitch is crazy!

Look out!
(GASPS)

(YELLS)

That's not good.

That's not good.

Please tell me
there's nothing
to worry about!

We got this.

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)

(LAUGHS)

(PANTING)

That's my girl.

The sub's too close.
We ain't making it
to the gate in time.

We're just going
to let it get away?

Not if I know Dom.

You lose, Dom.

I destroyed two of your teams.

I killed your
red-headed boyfriend.

And I put two killers
on your untraceable plane.

You lost the minute
you interrupted my honeymoon.

Now guess who I'm coming for.

Put a heatseeker on him now.

(SHOUTS) Now!

Fire!

That's a goddamn
heatseeker coming at us!

Peel off!
Head to the shore!

(BEEPING)
(ENGINE REVVING)

All right.
Come and get it.

No, no, no.

Dive! Dive!

This...

This is for my son.

(GASPS)

Dom!

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(GUNSHOTS)
(MAN GROANS)

You're out of bullets,
Deckard.

Not like I'm gonna need a gun
to take care of you.

How did you find me?

DOM: You want to see
the old Dom?

(BEEPING)
Watch.

Resourceful.

You have a lot to
answer for, Cipher.

What you've put
my family through.

My mother.

I'm gonna make sure
that never happens again.

To anyone.

There is only one flaw
in your plan.

What's that?

Only one of us
has a parachute.

(WIND WHOOSHING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(COOING)

Told you this would be fun.

Time to land, boys.

You know I never
left you, Letty.

I know.

And you know
I never will.

I know.

(LAUGHS)

(PANTING)

I have so much
to tell you.

Yeah, you do.
And you can start
with that bitch.

Now, that's
Dominic Toretto.

Hey, Dom!

I'm just throwin' it
out there,

we need to get up
outta here

'cause there's
all kinda nuclearism
happening under this ice.

Relax.
Without the trigger chips,
those nukes are harmless.

Okay. So we good, then.

Let me go on and get
my young selfie levels up.

You realize this is
classified, right?

Not today.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Unbelievable.

All right, can we get
up outta here, now?
I'm freezin'!

It's okay.

Don't worry.
He's gonna be here soon.

ROMAN: I get it.
Y'all got a lot in common.

Computer hacks, God's Eye,
geeks, nerd... You know.

But we got a lot in common,
too, right?

Like what?

We walk in the room
and we're oozin' sex appeal.

Me and you,
hip to hip, is a problem.

I'm askin' a real
question right now.

Is it gonna be
Revenge of the Nerds

or The Dark Knight? Huh?

To be honest,
I like both of you.

(ROMAN AND TEJ EXCLAIMING)

But just before
we get into all of that,

let me ask you
one question.

You can ask me anything.

Anything.

What's my last name?

When you guys
figure it out, then,
I guess you can let me know.

It's gonna be Parker.
That's all that
really matters.

ROMAN: Jones.
TEJ: Mrs. Parker.

Right?
Hey, Mrs. Parker...

LETTY: Hey.

Letty.

I wanted to thank you.

No need.

Well...

Cipher's still on the loose.
There's been some reports
she's in Athens,

but she won't be
nuking any cities
anytime soon.

Thanks to you guys.

So, I got you
a party favor.

(MR. NOBODY LAUGHS)
HOBBS: This can't be good.

Your record's been cleared.
Full reinstatement.

You've got your job back.

That is, if you want it.

If I want?

Mmm-hmm.

(LAUGHS)

You know, after 16 years,
I figure it's time
for a little break.

Wow.

Daddy's stayin' home.

(LAUGHS)

Nobody.

Keep in touch.

Ah. Hang on a second.

This could be interesting.

(SIGHS) What made
you think I'd do it?

Brotherhood.

I saw that look
you gave Cipher,
knew you wanted revenge.

Glad I did it.

I can't believe
you went to see my mother.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

All this fuss over you.

(COOING)

Yes.

Elena, I promised
to keep our son safe.

And now,
he always will be.

I wanna introduce you
to the most important
person in my universe.

One who never gave up on me.

He's beautiful.

DOM: You've heard me say

that you never turn
your back on family,

and I wanna thank you all
for never turning your back
on me.

You wanna meet them?

All right.

Everyone,

meet Brian.

(LAUGHTER, APPLAUSE)

(COOING)

HOBBS: To Brian!

ROMAN: Welcome
to the family, Brian.

Okay, I guess
it's my turn to say grace.

We thank you
for giving us family.

We sit here in praise.
Thank you for giving us
the strength...

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