-the Hunt- Bike Of Hell Script Link

BIKE (barely audible) He’ll kill you anyway. But I can give you a choice.

Kessler’s helicopter lands on the Rainmaker Bridge. Jax skids to a stop fifty feet away. Rain hammers down. The hunters form a semicircle behind him.

A dark garage. Dozens of bikes hang from hooks—each one a different color, each with a glowing LED. A figure in shadows turns to a wall of brass boxes. -THE HUNT- Bike Of Hell Script

JAX What the hell—

Behind them, the hunters give chase. Their bikes’ headlights morph into eyes—yellow, slitted. The road itself begins to bleed. BIKE (barely audible) He’ll kill you anyway

JAX You can’t repo what you never owned.

TECHNICIAN Sir, the bike’s biometrics just spiked. That’s... not possible. It’s not even plugged in. Jax skids to a stop fifty feet away

The bike rumbles. The bridge repairs itself behind them. And they ride off into the neon rain—not a courier and his demon bike.

JAX (horrified) A taste of what?