Teri: [comes to the Robert's table] I'm sorry. I'm breaking protocol, right?
Robert McCall: No, no. Listen, hey, come, come on, sit down. Sit. Sit... Sit.
Teri: Okay.
Robert McCall: Come on, sit down.
Teri: All right... Are you sure I'm not interrupting anything?
Robert
McCall: Yeah... So?
Teri: I don't know. You know, I just kind of felt like a quiet voice... before it all goes crazy.
Robert McCall: Okay.
Teri: I'm Teri.
Robert McCall: Bob.
[bump their fists together]
Robert McCall: Ow! It's good.
Teri:
You know, you don't look like a Bob.
Robert McCall: Oh, yeah?
[to the waiter]
Robert McCall: Thank you.
Teri: You look like a Robert. Robert reads books like this and Bob watches TV... My real name's Alina.
Robert McCall: What happened to your face?
Teri: Something stupid.
Masters: Hey! Hey! Hey. This is my town. Do you understand me? This is my home. You cannot run around like a wild animal. What the fuck was that?
Teddy: It's a message. It says, "I'm here."
Teddy: I want images from every security camera within a six-block radius. If you have any trouble call that number... and it will be taken care of. Phones charged and on. I tend to call at odd hours. Now, if you could drive me to my residence.
Masters: Hey, wait a second, Mr. Sunshine. What do I look like to you? A chauffeur? This is our town. You're
fucking guest.
Teddy: Let me apologize for my conduct. It was a long flight on short notice, and I... I like to focus, to work quickly. The deaths of Mr. Pushkin's men have interrupted his operations here. Imports, movements of goods, have all ceased. That's unacceptable. I am the one Mr. Pushkin calls in when people like you fuck up. I'm accountable now.
Masters: Listen, I don't like your tone...
Teddy: You have taken Mr. Pushkin's money for years. Money that comes with conditions. Non-negotiable conditions. Problem you're having with me is you still think you matter. You don't. I'm all that matters. And so we're clear. I'm not here to say "please." I'm here to tell you what to do.
[walks away]
Teddy: Be ready for business. We open tomorrow.
Susan Plummer: You didn't take out five pimps, Robert. You took out the East Coast hub of Vladimir Pushkin.
Robert McCall: Pushkin?
Susan Plummer: Mm. He's similar to their oligarch who jumped in bed with Russian mafia, only he funds everything: gasoline, weapons, girls, you name it. He's built an intricate network on both U.S.
coasts that are incredibly well-insulated. His money and political ties make him untouchable.