The Fate of the Furious Page #3

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.

Tez, drop it.

Bomb's away.

Split now!

Holy sh*t!

Look out..!

- Great plan Tez.

- Just so you know.

You miss some.

I'll just wait for it.

Oh... Sh*t!

I hate you, Tez!

Got your ass.

You good?

I'll see you when it's done.

Alright. Great job, team.

Let's break up and meet

me at the safe house.

Hell of a job, brother.

When we can get back

to the base. Beers on me.

You lost your god damn mind,

Toretto!

Toretto you put hands on that thing,

you're gonna have the whole world

coming for you including me.

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.

That some b*tch just crossed us..

What?

Wait a second, what

are you talking about?

- Dom took the EMP.

- Bullshit.

Where are you?

It's too late for me.

Get out of here.

Saw that look in his eyes.

I've seen that look before.

Dominic Toretto just went rogue.

Alright, I got his phone records, y'all.

It's a whole bunch of calls

to untraceable numbers.

Burner phone, right?

Nah. Scrambled.

Same number but they got

some sort of micro-router..

.. to bury the signal path

which means Dom is clearly..

.. communicating with somebody

that is above our pay grade.

Look,

I do not know Dom as well as you,

but if we just look at the facts.

Dom's been having highly encrypted

conversation with some

mysterious person.

He took out Hobbs.

He stole the EMP,

now he's disappeared.

So what're you saying?

Maybe we should

consider the fact that..

Hobb's right.

Dom did go rogue.

- Letty.

- Before you judge the man,

Remember you're breathing

now because he saved your life.

You just gonna let her

bump your shoulder like that

I'm just saying it out..

That was a little aggressive.

What're you gonna do.

Email her?

Chick..

No no, wait, fellas.

Thank you.

Well, this is an exciting new look.

That's a little tight on

the crotch as always.

What boyband bus did she fallen off?

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.

Restraining wills, 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 blacklist.

Sure Germany loves that.

Officially you'll be a criminal.

Woah, woah, woah.

You need to work on

your delivery alright.

Unofficially.

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