<p>LEON - THE PROFESSIONAL: SELF-WRITTEN SCRIPT </p><p><br/>by Nenad Jovanovic <br/>newest version available at </p><p>Sources: "Leon" - Widescreen Edition (English, Approx. Running Time: 106 mins.) <br/>"Leon" (ordered at <a href="http://www.fnac.fr/">www.fnac.fr</a>; English with French subtitles, Approx. Running Time: 128 mins) <br/>"Leon - Der Profi" (German, Approx. Running Time: 127 mins) <br/>Sound files and videos from the WWW </p><p>DC - These scenes appear only in the Director's Cut (sometimes called "Integral Version") <br/>NC - This short sequence is said to be part of a so-called "New Cut" - not part of German Director's Cut </p><p><br/> ["A Bird In New York"] <br/> [Intro: streets of New York, Little Italy, "Supreme Macaroni Co."] <br/>Tony: [lights a cigarette] <br/>Allora, come stai, Leone? <br/>Leon: Bene. <br/>Tony: [stubbing it out] <br/>Okay, okay. Let's talk business. <br/>[pushes a photo towards Leon] <br/>This fat bastard is trying to move in on Maurizio's business. Now you know, <br/>Maurizio is a reasonable guy, he just wants ... a little conversation. But this guy, he <br/>don't wanna hear about it. Maybe he'll listen to you. He comes to town every <br/>Tuesday. Are you free Tuesday? <br/>Leon: Yeah, I'm free Tuesday. <br/>[drinks up a glass of milk, takes the photo] </p><p> </p><p> ["Fatman"] <br/> [Fatman and his bodyguards enter a hotel] <br/>Receptionist: Nice to see you again, Mr. Jones. <br/> [nobody answers, they move on to an apartment on the 20th floor] </p><p> Fatman: [to one of his men] <br/>Remember, neatness counts. You got one half hour. <br/>[sees a woman waiting for him] <br/>Aah.. one hour. <br/> [a shadow falls upon the receptionist, Fatman is contacted via walkie-talkie] <br/>Fatman: Yeah, what? <br/>Tonto: [a gun pointing at his face] <br/>This' Tonto downstairs. There's a guy who wants to talk to you. <br/>Fatman: What's he look like? <br/>Tonto: ..Serious. <br/>Leon: Tell him I'm coming up. <br/>Tonto: He's coming up. <br/> [silenced gunshot] <br/>Fatman: Somebody's coming up. Somebody serious. <br/>Bodyguard: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Mickey, open your eyes, we got company. <br/> [bodyguards check the stairway] <br/>BG Chief: We got company. <br/>[notices the activated elevator, motions to his men] <br/>Come on. <br/> [take position in front of the elevator, shoot as soon as the door opens] <br/>BG Chief: Stop! Stop men! <br/> [look at Tonto's lifeless body] <br/>Fatman: Tonto.. <br/>BG Chief: Tell the driver to wait for us out back, and hurry up. <br/>[checks the elevator, hears a silenced gunshot coming from the stairway; is pulled <br/>down by Leon as he bends over the banisters] <br/>Mickey: [checks another stairway after his monitor fails] <br/>Blond Babe: Hey sweety, what's going on? <br/>Fatman: [quickly collecting money from a drawer] <br/>Don't worry baby. It's cool. Take a nap. <br/> [Mickey gets hung by Leon] <br/>Fatman: [sees Mickey on the monitor] <br/>Oh my god. Those fuckers blocked both of the exits. <br/>[runs through the apartment in panic] <br/>Check the terrace! <br/> [three remaining bodyguards get shot on the terrace behind the shade] <br/>Fatman: Hey! Yo! <br/>[Leon peers through a hole in the shade; Fatman wildly fires at him with his <br/>machine gun; runs through the apartment, finds the back door blocked, takes a <br/>phone and calls the police] <br/>Service: 911 emergency. <br/>Fatman: I need help! Somebody's trying to kill me! <br/>Service: Alright, just stay on the line, I'll just be off for a moment... Sir, I'm gonna connect <br/>you with an officer. <br/>Fatman: Okay. <br/>[surprised by Leon, who places a knife at his throat] <br/>Officer: Detective Jefferson, may I help you? <br/>Fatman: I'll call you back. <br/>[hangs up] <br/>Hey, relax man. I've got half of Bolivia sitt'n in those suitcases over there. Ha'n even <br/>been cut yet. Alright, take it, 'ts yours. <br/>Leon: [takes out a piece of paper] <br/>Dial this number. <br/>Fatman: [obeys] <br/>Blond Babe: [frightened, trying to look friendly] <br/>I'll talk to you later sweety, okay? <br/>[leaves the room] <br/>Fatman: Hello? <br/>Maurizio: [on the phone] <br/>This' Maurizio. Remember me? I see you're back in town? <br/>Fatman: Yeah - No, I mean no. Just for the day. <br/>Maurizio: Aha. So it's safe to say today's your last day in town and we'll never see your fat <br/>fucking face again. <br/>Fatman: Yeah.. right. <br/>Maurizio: Let me speak to our mutual friend. <br/>Fatman: He wants to talk to you. <br/>Leon: [takes the phone] <br/>Yes. <br/>Maurizio: Make sure he understands, and let him go. <br/>[hangs up] <br/> [sirens in the background] <br/>Leon: Do you understand? <br/>Fatman: [nods] <br/>Leon: So say it. <br/>Fatman: I-I understand. <br/>Leon: Good. <br/>[returns the phone to him, disappears] <br/>Fatman: [paralyzed for a few seconds, relieved] <br/>Jesus.. </p><p> Leon: [in the subway; getting milk from a shop] <br/>Clerk: Ah, amigo! Two milk as usual, eh? <br/> ["Ballad For Mathilda"] <br/> [Leon enters the apartment building] <br/>Mathilda: [puts the cigarette down when she sees Leon coming] <br/>Hi. <br/>Leon: [turns around] <br/>Why did you hide the cigarette? <br/>Mathilda: This building is full of rats. I don't want the old man to find out. Got enough <br/>problems. <br/>Leon: [notices a bruise on her face; she slightly bends forward, covering it with her hair] <br/>What happened? <br/>Mathilda: I fell off my bike. <br/>Leon: [leaving] <br/>Mathilda: Hey. Don't tell my dad about the cigarette, okay? <br/>Leon: [stops, then walks on] <br/> [Stansfield comes out from an apartment, listening to some music; Mathilda throws the cigarette <br/> away; Leon shuts the door (6D) behind him] <br/>Father: [upset] <br/>I don't know how it happened, I mean what's my job? I'm just a holder, I hold the <br/>stuff just like you give it to me. I don't look at it, I don't touch it, I don't even know <br/>how to cut it. <br/>Malky: Try to follow me. In June, we gave you the dope, it tests a hundred percent pure. <br/>Now its July, we pick up the dope, and it tests ninety percent pure. Now somewhere <br/>between June and July ten percent turned to cut. <br/>Father: I don't know, that's none of my business, I'm just a holder. You give me the stuff, I <br/>hold the stuff, that's all I know. <br/>Malky: Hey look, you know, I'm trying to help you outta here. But, you know, if you're <br/>gonna be hard-assed about it, I gotta disturb him. Now let me tell ya: When he's into <br/>his music, he hates being disturbed. <br/>Father: I'm telling the truth! <br/>Malky: I hope so. Because he's got a talent for sniffing out a lie. It's scary, it's almost like a <br/>sixth sense. Now you're gonna change your tune, or I gotta bust into his. <br/>Father: I'm telling you the truth. <br/>Malky: [giving up] <br/>Alright. <br/>[nervous] <br/>Stan.. Stan, I, I'm sorry, h-he said he didn't cut the dope. <br/>Stansfield: Oh. <br/>[turns around with a sick expression; approaches Mathilda's father, sniffs at him, <br/>pats his head] <br/>Of course he didn't. <br/>[embraces him] <br/>Just do me a favor. Find out who did, for tomorrow, noon. <br/>[leaves with Malky] <br/>Father: Malky, hey, wait! Hey, I didn't cut your shit! Find out yourself! <br/>[to Mathilda] <br/>What the hell're you doing out here? Get inside and do your homework. <br/>Mathilda: I did it already. <br/>Father: Oh yeah? <br/>[slaps her face] <br/>So you can get inside and help your sister clean up the goddamned house! And stop <br/>smoking cigarettes! <br/> [Mathilda runs into the apartment, shuts the door] <br/> ["Leon The Cleaner"] <br/> [Leon closes his peep-hole, moves his plant away from the window, closes it; takes off his cap, <br/> glasses, coat; takes a shower, sits in front of a glass of milk, irons, cleans the plant, goes to sleep in <br/> a chair] </p><p> </p><p> [next morning in Mathilda's apartment] <br/>Mathilda: [in the background her half-sister's fitness channel can be heard] <br/>Time's up, my turn now. <br/>Sister: Change the channel, and I'll smash your face. <br/> [Leon making sit-ups] </p><p> Mother: [her husband runs into the door she just opened] <br/>Sorry, sweetheart. <br/> [Mathilda embraces her brother, who just got up; Mother pats their heads] <br/>Mother: [to Sister] <br/>Sweetheart, turn that down, mom has got a headache. <br/>Mathilda: She took my turn. <br/>Sister: She just wants to watch these goddamned cartoons, it wouldn't hurt her to move her ass <br/>a bit. <br/>Mathilda: I'm not the one with the fat ass around here. <br/>Mother: Can someone who's doing nothing all day but watching cartoons move her little ass <br/>and go get some food? <br/>Sister: Don't dare say that again. <br/> [Leon still making sit-ups] <br/>Father: Margie, I think I screwed up. <br/>Mother: [putting on lipstick] <br/>It wouldn't be the first time, I mean you always come up with something, right? <br/>Father: Yeah, but I think I went a little too far this time. <br/>[embracing her from behind and kissing her neck] <br/>Mother: I think you're going a little too far right now. I'm gonna be late for work. <br/>Father: How about working at home today? <br/> [Mathilda switches to the cartoon channel, runs away] <br/>Mathilda: She's gonna hit me! <br/> [opens the door to the bathroom, surprises her parents] <br/>Father: Shut the goddamned door! <br/> [Sister shuts it, hits Mathilda with the remote control] <br/>Sister: Fucking bitch. <br/>[returns to her training] <br/> [Mathilda leaning against the wall; the phone rings] <br/>Father: Hey, can somebody answer the phone!? <br/>Sister: I'm busy! <br/>Mathilda: [answering the phone] <br/>Hello? <br/>Headmistress: This is Margaret McAllester, headmistress at the Spencer School in Wildwood, New <br/>Jersey. Is Mr. or Mrs. Lando home? <br/> ["She Is Dead"] <br/>Mathilda: [with a lowered voice] <br/>Yes, this is she. <br/>Headmistress: Mrs. Lando, when your husband enrolled Mathilda at Spencer, he told us she had <br/>problems. Well, as you know, we pride ourselves in turning troubled girls into <br/>healthy, productive young women. But if they are not here, there is very little we can <br/>do. Now, Mathilda left school without permission nearly two weeks ago. I know <br/>your husband paid tuition in advance for a year. But if you will refer to page 20 in <br/>the "Rules and Regulations Manual" we sent you, you will see that unless there is a <br/>valid excuse for prolonged absence, your tuition will be forfeit. <br/>Mathilda: [embittered] <br/>She's dead. <br/>[hangs up] <br/> [Leon finishes his training, puts the plant on the window-sill; hears Mathilda's father shouting <br/> around as he leaves; watches a Gene Kelley film in cinema] </p><p>Leon: [comes up the stairs; sees Mathilda's bleeding nose; looks around, reaches her his handkerchief] <br/>Mathilda: Is life always this hard, or just when you're a kid? <br/> ["Noon"] <br/>Leon: ..Always like this. <br/>Mathilda: [shortly looks at the bloodstained handkerchief, then turns her eyes back to him] <br/>Leon: Keep it. <br/>[moves on] <br/>Mathilda: Hey. I'm going grocery shopping. Want some milk? One quart or two? It's two, <br/>right? <br/>Leon: [hesitates, then nods] <br/>Mathilda: [runs down the stairway, smiling again] <br/>Leon: [in his apartment; takes milk, looks at the clock: 3 to 12] <br/> [appearing on the corridor: Stansfield's man, Benny, Blood, Veteran, Malky, Stansfield] <br/> [Stansfield takes drugs in his very special way] <br/>Stansfield: I like these calm little moments before the storm. It reminds me of Beethoven. <br/>Can you hear it? It's like when you put your head to the grass. You can hear it <br/>growing. You can hear the insects, bzzz... <br/>Leon: [notices sounds coming from outside; observes them through peep-hole] <br/>Stansfield: Do you like Beethoven? <br/>Malky: [nervous] <br/>Couldn't really say. <br/>Stansfield: [takes his pumpgun] <br/>I'm gonna play you some. <br/>[shoots at: the door, Sister (missed), Mother] <br/>Malky: Benny, stay here. <br/>[enters] <br/>Sister: [running away from Stansfield and his men] <br/>Daddy! Daddy! <br/>Stansfield: [shoots at Sister again, killing her this time] <br/>[devastates the kitchen; approaches Father, who stands trembling in a corner] <br/>Stansfield: We said noon. <br/>[tapping his wristwatch] <br/>I've got one minute past. <br/>[snaps his fingers, ending the music] <br/> You don't like Beethoven. You don't know what you're missing. Overtures like <br/>that get my.. juices flowing. So powerful. But after his openings, to be honest, <br/>he does tend to get a little fucking boring. That's why I stopped! <br/>[laughter] <br/>Touch the apartment. <br/> ["Birds Of Storm"] <br/> [Mathilda buying milk] <br/> [Stansfield's men searching the apartment] <br/>Stansfield: [pointing at Father] <br/>You are a Mozart-fan. I love him, too. <br/>[with a singer's voice] <br/>I lo-o-ove Mozart! He was Austrian, you know. <br/>But for this kind of work, he is a little bit light. So I tend to go for the heavier guys. <br/>Blood: [investigating a record] <br/>Cool. <br/>Stansfield's Man: What the fuck are you doing?! <br/>Blood: Man keep your bumbakut mouth shut. <br/>Stansfield: Check out Brahms, he's good, too. <br/>[goes] <br/>Blood: What the fuck do you know about music? <br/>Stansfield's Man: Knock it off! <br/>Veteran: Checked the mattress? <br/>Blood: [still looking at the record] <br/>Nope. <br/> <br/> [Veteran starts cutting it up; Father shoots Stansfield's Man, grazes Stansfield; Brother <br/> leaves his hiding-place under the bed and runs; Blood wildly shoots around] <br/>Blood: Wow. <br/> [Father throws away the pumpgun, tries to flee, but gets shot by Stansfield] <br/>Stansfield: [stands up, discovers a hole in his suit] <br/>Oh, fuck! <br/>Malky: [hiding under a table in the kitchen] <br/>Stan? <br/>Stansfield: [to Father] <br/>Look what you did. <br/>Malky: Stan, you're right? <br/>Stansfield: [outraged] <br/>Look - what - you did! <br/>Malky: Stan! <br/>Stansfield: [shoots at Father four more times, starts reloading his gun] <br/>Malky: [holds him off from continuing] <br/>Stan, what are you doing?! What are you doing, he's dead! <br/>Stansfield: But he ruined my suit. <br/>Malky: I know, but he's dead! He's a piece of meat, forget about it! Calm down. <br/>Stansfield: I'm calm. <br/>Malky: Stay there! <br/>Stansfield: Okay. <br/>Malky: Benny! Benny.. <br/>[looks out of the door, rushes back as Benny loses his nerves and shoots] <br/>Jesus fucking Christ Benny! It's Malky and Stan! <br/>[to Stansfield] <br/>Come on, let's have a cigarette, alright? Benny! We're coming out! Benny, don't fire! <br/>Get in! Jesus fucking Christ Benny! <br/>[gives a cigarette to Stansfield] <br/>Stansfield: ..you wear something new.. <br/>Old Lady: [coming out of her apartment] <br/>What's happening out there? <br/>Malky: It's alright Mam, go in. DEA, police. <br/>Old Lady: Why don't you leave that poor family alone? <br/>Malky: [to Stansfield] <br/>Everything's alright, okay? Just calm down. <br/>[goes into the apartment] <br/>Stansfield: I am calm. I'm calm. <br/>Old Lady: Why don't you leave them alone? <br/>Stansfield: [shoots the window next to her into pieces] <br/>He said: Go back inside. <br/> ["What's Happening Out There?"] <br/>Malky: [enervated] <br/>Stan, I think it's better if we go inside, alright? <br/>[pushes him into the apartment] <br/> [Mathilda returns from shopping; sees Veteran guarding their door, where her father's <br/> body is lying; hears Malky from inside] <br/>Malky: Benny, turn the kitchen upside down, find that shit. <br/>Willie Blood, look what you did! You killed the four year old kid! Did you really <br/>have to do that?! <br/> [Mathilda walks on to Leon's door, rings] <br/>Mathilda: [crying as quietly as possible] <br/> lease open the door.. <br/>please.. [rings twice] <br/>..please.. [rings twice] <br/> [Leon opens; light falling on Mathilda's face; she enters, fills the refrigerator] <br/>Malky: [finds a photo] <br/>Benny, there are three kids here. I think Stan killed this girl, and Willie that asshole <br/>shot the little boy. The third one's missing. Find her. <br/>Benny: [to Veteran, as he leaves the apartment] <br/>Oh shit, hey we missed a little girl, man. I'm gonna try to find the fucking super of <br/>this goddamned building. <br/> [Veteran becomes suspicious, slowly approaches Leon's apartment; Leon prepares to shoot him <br/> through the door] <br/> [Mathilda turns on the TV; Leon startled; Veteran goes back again] <br/>Blood: Yo, I found it! <br/>Stansfield: Bingo! <br/>Malky: Stan, he found it. <br/>Stansfield: I know. <br/>Malky: It's the cops outside, we better go. <br/>Stansfield: It's the cops outside, we better go. You stay here. <br/>Blood: What do you want me to tell them? <br/>Stansfield: Tell them.. we were doing.. our job. </p><p><br/>["Cute Name"] <br/>Leon: What's your name? <br/>Mathilda: Mathilda. <br/>Leon: Sorry about your father. <br/>Mathilda: 'f somebody didn't do it one day or another I would've probably done it myself. <br/>Leon: Your mother, she .. <br/>Mathilda: 's not my mother. My sister, she wanted to lose some weight anyway. Bet she never <br/>looked better. Not even my real sister. Just a half sister, and not a good half at that. <br/>Leon: If you couldn't stand them, why are you crying? <br/>Mathilda: Because they killed my brother. What the hell did he do? He was four years old, he <br/>never used to cry, just used to sit next to me and cuddle. I was more mother to him <br/>than that goddamned pig ever was. <br/>Leon: Hey, don't talk like that about pigs. They're usually much nicer than people. <br/>Mathilda: But they smell like shit. <br/>Leon: [shakes his finger] <br/>Not true. As a matter of fact, right now I have one in my kitchen. That's very clean, <br/>smells very nice. <br/>Mathilda: You don't have a pig in your kitchen. <br/>Leon: Yes I do. <br/>Mathilda: I was just in there and I didn't see any goddamned pig. <br/>Leon: Don't move, I'll get him. <br/>[disappears in the kitchen] <br/> Piggy! Piggy, where are you? <br/>[grunting] <br/>Ah, there you are. <br/>[grunting, playing Piggy] <br/>Hi Mathilda. <br/>Mathilda: [a little consoled] <br/>Hi Piggy. <br/>Leon: [still playing] <br/>Hi. <br/>[takes place at the table, playing] <br/>How are you today? <br/>Mathilda: I've seen better days. <br/>Leon: [continues grunting a little, then starts feeling uncomfortable about his question] <br/>Mathilda: What's your name? <br/>Leon: Leon. <br/>Mathilda: [her eyes fixed on him] <br/>Cute name. <br/>Leon: [spills a whole glass of milk over his face] <br/>Do you have anyone you can go to, any family, any place else? <br/>Mathilda: [shakes her head] <br/>Leon: [sighs, notices that there is no milk left] <br/>I'm gonna get some more milk. <br/>Mathilda: [finds a bullet, opens the box next to her containing Leon's equipment] <br/>Oh shit. <br/>Leon: [returns with milk, closes the box and sits down] <br/>Don't touch that, please. <br/>Mathilda: Leon, what exactly do you do for a living? <br/>Leon: [uncomfortable] <br/>Cleaner. <br/>Mathilda: You mean you're a hitman? <br/>Leon: Yeah. <br/>Mathilda: Cool. <br/>Leon: [surprised look] </p><p>Mathilda: [pours him a glass of milk] <br/>Do you clean anyone? <br/>Leon: No women, no kids, that's the rules. <br/>Mathilda: How much would it cost to hire someone to get those dirtbags who killed my <br/>brother? <br/>Leon: Five grand a head. <br/>Mathilda: Wow. How about this: I work for you, and in exchange, you teach me how to clean. <br/>Hm? What do you think? I'll clean your place, I'll do the shopping, I'll even wash <br/> your clothes. Is it a deal? <br/>Leon: No, it's not a deal. <br/>Mathilda: [grieved] <br/>What do you want me to do, hm? I've got no place to go. <br/>Leon: You've had a rough day today. Go to sleep and we'll see tomorrow, okay? <br/> [in the sleeping room] <br/>Leon: [awkwardly covers Mathilda with a blanket] <br/>Mathilda: You've been really great with me, Leon. And it's not always like that, y' know? <br/>[embraces two of his fingers] <br/>Good night. <br/>Leon: [confused, switches the lights off and leaves the room] <br/> [Unknown Song] <br/> [Leon sits in the darkness, unable to sleep; stands up, puts a silencer on a gun and enters Mathilda's <br/> room, determined; aims, but can't do it; goes away again] </p><p><br/> [next morning; Leon puts his plant on the window and starts training; hears Mathilda] <br/>Leon: Sleep well? <br/>Mathilda: [nods] <br/>Leon: Good. Because after breakfast, you gotta take off. <br/>Mathilda: Where to? <br/>Leon: Not my problem. <br/>[goes to clean his guns] <br/>Mathilda: [throws a piece of paper on the table] <br/>Read it. <br/>Leon: [takes it] <br/>.. aahm .. <br/>Mathilda: You don't know how to read. <br/>Leon: I'm learning, but.. I had a lot of work lately so.. I'm a little behind. What's it say? <br/>Mathilda: I've decided what to do with my life. I wanna be a cleaner. <br/>Leon: Wanna be a cleaner? Here. <br/>[puts a gun and ammunition in front of her] <br/>Take it. It's a goodbye gift. Go clean. But not with me. I work alone, understand? <br/>Alone. <br/>Mathilda: Bonnie and Clyde didn't work alone, Thelma and Louise didn't work alone. And <br/>they were the best. <br/>Leon: [sighs] <br/>Mathilda, why are doing this to me? I've been nothing but nice to you, I even saved <br/>your life yesterday, right outside the door. <br/>Mathilda: Right, so now you're responsible for it. If you saved my life, you must have saved it <br/>for a good reason. If you threw me out now it's like you never opened your door. You <br/>could've let me die right there in front of it. But you did open it. So.. <br/>Leon: Mathilda.. <br/>Mathilda: If you don't help me I'll die tonight. I can feel it. But I don't want to die tonight. <br/>Leon: Mathilda, you're just a.. little girl so.. don't take it badly, but I don't think you could <br/>do it. I'm sorry. <br/>Mathilda: [determined, takes the gun, goes to the window and shoots six times, puts it back] <br/>How's that? <br/>Leon: [speechless] <br/> </p><p> ["What's Happening Out There?" - modified version] <br/> [on the street with their baggage] <br/>Leon: [walking angrily, suddenly stops] <br/>Mathilda, don't you ever do that again or I'll break your head, you got that? <br/>Mathilda: Okay. <br/>Leon: I don't work like that. It's not professional. There is rules. <br/>Mathilda: Okay. <br/>Leon: [angry] <br/>And stop saying "Okay" all the time, okay? <br/>Mathilda: ...Okay. <br/>Leon: Good. <br/>[continues his way, followed by Mathilda] </p><p> [they enter the hall of the "Hotel National"] <br/>Mathilda: Hi! <br/>Receptionist: [sees the violin-case] <br/>[grumpy] <br/>Expect to use that in this hotel? <br/>Mathilda: Mister.. I have to use it, because.. I have an audition at Julliard next month, and.. I <br/>have to practice. <br/>Receptionist: [softened] <br/>Ah okay, okay, okay. But not after ten, hm? <br/>Mathilda: Okay, I promise. <br/>Receptionist: Alright. I'm gonna put you at the end of the hall so that you don't disturb anyone. <br/>[pushing some papers to Leon] <br/>Would you fill those out please? <br/>Leon: [uneasy look] <br/>Mathilda: Oh, ahm, daddy, can I please fill them out, you know how I like to check in to <br/>hotels. <br/>Leon: [surprised by her quick reaction, nods] <br/>Mathilda: Thanks pap. <br/>[to the receptionist] <br/>I'll bring these back in a minute. </p><p> Receptionist: Fourth floor! <br/>Mathilda: [running up the stairs] <br/>Thanks mister! <br/>Receptionist: Oh you're lucky to have a little girl that's interested in things. I have a kid, <br/>seventeen, does nothing all day long. <br/>Leon: Can I leave my plant here while I take my stuff upstairs? <br/>Receptionist: Of course. </p><p>Mathilda: [to Leon, who just entered and immediately starts investigating the apartment] <br/>Hi. <br/>[writing] <br/>I'm putting in the name of a girl in my class who makes me sick. <br/>When things get hot, she'll take the heat. <br/> [Leon finally takes place] <br/>Mathilda: There, finished. <br/> NC <br/>Leon: How old are you? <br/>Mathilda: Eighteen. <br/>Leon: Eighteen? <br/>Mathilda: Wanna see my license? <br/>Leon: No. You just look a little.. younger. <br/>Mathilda: Thanks. <br/> NC-over <br/>Mathilda: [sits down in front of him] <br/>Leon, I want you to teach me how to be like you. I wanna be strong like you, smart <br/>like you. <br/>Leon: Mathilda.. <br/>Mathilda: I know I'm not strong enough yet, but I can learn the basics, the theory. What do you <br/>think? Just the theory. I need this, Leon. I need time to get my head together. <br/>Leon: Yeah, and I need... a drink. <br/>Mathilda: Don't move, I'll go get one. </p><p> </p><p> [at Tony's] <br/>Leon: Salute. <br/>Tony: [lights a cigarette, beholds one of his men, who puts down a suitcase next to him] <br/>You know when you told me to get this baby out for you, I thought my hearing's <br/>going. I says to myself, Leon's a pro, nobody uses that, except beginners. <br/>Leon: I like to stay in shape. <br/>Tony: Sure. Always stay on top. It's like me, I gotta know where everything is all the time. <br/>That's why I don't leave this place, except to go from here to there. <br/>Leon: [slightly uncomfortable, smiles] <br/>Tony: Change ain't good, Leon. You know? <br/>Leon: [his smile fades] <br/>Yeah. <br/>Tony: [places the suitcase on the table] <br/>Check it. Make sure it's the right thing. <br/>Leon: I trust you. <br/>Tony: One thing's got nothing to do with the other. Remember that, Leon. <br/>Leon: I will. <br/>[opens it] </p><p><br/> ["Feel The Breath"] <br/> [on the roof] <br/>Leon: [assembling the rifle] <br/>The rifle is the first weapon you learn how to use, because it lets you keep your <br/>distance from the client. The closer you get to being a pro, the closer you can get to <br/>the client. The knife, for example, is the last thing you learn. Okay? <br/>Mathilda: Okay. <br/>Leon: Position. <br/>[they lie down near the edge; closes the lid of the objective one second after <br/>Mathilda opened it] <br/>No, never take it off until the last minute, it reflects light. They can see you coming <br/>from a mile away. And always dress down, never brighter than the floor. Okay? <br/>Mathilda: Okay. <br/>Leon: Let's practice now. It's the best way to learn. <br/>[takes out his binoculars] <br/>Mathilda: Who should I hit? <br/>Leon: Whoever. <br/> [Jogger, apparently a politician, gets out of a limousine, followed by bodyguards] <br/>Jogger: I'll be with you in a second, alright, give me a few minutes, thank you, thanks a lot. <br/>[to his bodyguards] <br/>You guys in the suits get lost, I don't wanna see you, alright? It has to look natural. <br/>Mathilda: [aiming at a group of playing children] <br/>No women, no kids, right? <br/>Leon: Right. <br/>Mathilda: Jogger in the yellow and orange? <br/>Leon: Okay. Keep calm. Don't take your eyes off him. Breathe easy. Watch his movement. <br/>retend you're running with him. Try to feel his next movement. Take a deep <br/>breath - hold it. Now. <br/>[red spot appears on the Jogger's shirt] <br/>Jogger: [covered by his upset bodyguards] <br/>I'm alright! I'm fine, I'm fine! <br/>Mathilda: One shot not bad, huh? <br/>Jogger: I'm fine, just please get down from me! <br/>Mathilda: Can we try with real bullets now? <br/>Leon: Not today, let's pack up. <br/> [pack up and go away] </p><p> </p><p> ["Venus As A Boy" by Bj拦k] <br/> [Leon showing Mathilda how to handle a gun; Mathilda washing the laundry, cleaning the window, <br/> coming home from shopping, washing the dishes, cleaning guns; Leon putting his plant on the <br/> window; both of them making sit-ups; Leon offering a glass of milk] <br/>Mathilda: No, thanks. <br/>Leon: No discussion. <br/> [Mathilda obeys reluctantly; puts milk into the refrigerator; goes to bed, exhausted, while Leon sits <br/> down in a chair as usual; Leon putting his plant on the window again, waking Mathilda up; making <br/> sit-ups alone: Mathilda doing fitness training in front of the TV; pouring her a glass of milk; <br/> Mathilda teaching Leon how to write] <br/>Mathilda: It seemed... to Socrates... to So-cra-tes... </p><p> [Mathilda having trouble with loading a gun] <br/>Leon: I'll do it. <br/>[finishes the procedure after a few moments, returns the gun to impressed Mathilda] <br/> [Leon putting his plant on the window once more, pouring her a glass of milk again] <br/>Mathilda: Leon, all we do is work. We need a break. Let's play a game! <br/>Leon: What kind of game? <br/>Mathilda: I've this great game. 't makes you think and it helps your memory. It's exactly what <br/>you need. <br/>Leon: ... Okay. <br/> [Unknown Song] <br/>Mathilda: [joyfully collects some clothes in the other room, singing some melody] <br/>[appears as Madonna, performs "Like A Virgin"] <br/>Okay, who is it? <br/>Leon: I don't know. <br/>Mathilda: Okay.. <br/>[leaves, returns as Marilyn Monroe, performs "Happy Birthday, Mr. President"] <br/>Leon: [uncomfortable, flushing] <br/>I don't know. <br/>Mathilda: [appears as Charlie Chaplin] <br/>Leon: Aaah.. <br/>Mathilda: [pointing at it] <br/>Mustache..? <br/>Leon: ... no. <br/>Mathilda: [appears as Gene Kelley, performs "Singin' In The Rain"] <br/>Leon: Gene Kelley? <br/>Mathilda: [relieved] <br/>Aah, good. Your turn now. <br/>Leon: Huh? <br/>[appears as some cowboy] <br/>Okay, pilgrim. <br/>Mathilda: Aaah.. Clint Eastwood? <br/>Leon: [tries another position] <br/>Mathilda: I don't know, I give up. <br/>Leon: [disappointed] <br/>John Wayne. <br/>Mathilda: I was just about to say that, I swear. It's amazing, Leon, really, brilliant.. <br/>Leon: [walks off with sadly lowered head] <br/>Mathilda: Amazing.. </p><p><br/> ["How Do You Know It's Love?" - strongly modified version] <br/>Mathilda: [observing Leon cleaning his plant] <br/>You love your plant, don't you? <br/>Leon: It's my best friend. Always happy, no questions. And it's like me, you see? <br/>[lifts it up, points at the empty space below it] <br/>No roots. <br/>[smiles] <br/>Mathilda: If you really love it, you should plant it in the middle of a park so that it can have <br/>roots. <br/>Leon: ..Yeah. <br/>Mathilda: I'm the one that should be watered if you want me to grow. <br/>Leon: You're right. <br/>[grabs the squeeze-bottle and splashes Mathilda; she runs away, returns with a <br/>bucket full of water] <br/>No... <br/>Mathilda: Yes... <br/>Leon: ... no.. <br/>Mathilda: ... yes.. <br/>Leon: ..no.. <br/>Mathilda: ..Yes! <br/>Leon: ..No! <br/> [Mathilda throws the bucket at Leon, flees, followed by him; he catches her in the bathroom, puts <br/> her into the wardrobe; the fierce battle makes its sliding door break off] </p><p> </p><p> [at Tony's] <br/>Tony: [in the kitchen, to the cooks] <br/>They gotta be jumping out of the plate, they gotta be alive. <br/>[bringing a meal for Leon and an old man] <br/>It's been a long time, Leon. I missed you. And you missed some nice jobs, too. <br/>Leon: Been training. <br/>Tony: Training's good. But don't overdo it eh, you know training don't pay as good as <br/>working, Leon. <br/>Leon: Tony.. all the money I.. make, that you keep for me.. <br/>Tony: You need some money? <br/>Leon: No, just curious. <br/>Tony: Ah. <br/>Leon: Because I've been working a long time and I haven't done anything with my <br/>money... I thought maybe some day I could... use it. <br/> ["Tony The IBM"] <br/>Tony: You met a woman. <br/>Leon: [shakes his head firmly] <br/>Tony: [sighs] <br/>Leon... Leon, you gotta be careful with women. Remember when you arrived in this <br/>country, Leon. When I took you in, you were still wet behind the fucking ears, and <br/>already you were in deep shit because of a woman. Don't forget that, Leon. <br/>Leon: Wish I could sometimes. <br/>You know, about my money, maybe I.. maybe I could give.. little.. to someone... you <br/>know.. to help out. <br/>Tony: Hey, it's your money, I mean I'm just holding it for you, you know, like a bank, <br/>except that, you know, better than a bank, because, you know, banks get always <br/>knocked off. And no one knocks off old Tony. And besides, in a bank there's always <br/>tons of forms to be filled and all that shit. But old Tony, nothing to read, nothing to <br/>write - it's all in his head. <br/>Leon: I know how to read now. <br/>Tony: That's good, Leon, good. Your money is here, whenever you want it, you just ask <br/>me, okay? Here's a grand. <br/>Leon: [reluctant] <br/>Tony: Come on, take it, have some fun, right? Take it. <br/>Leon: [takes it] <br/>Thank you. <br/>Tony: Alright? Now let's talk business. Don't move, I'll go get the file. <br/>[as he goes away] <br/>Manolo, a glass of milk for my friend Leon here. <br/>[disappears behind a door] <br/>Leon: [sees Mathilda talking to some guy on the street, who offers her a cigarette; goes out, <br/>takes her aside, with a suspicious look fixed on the youngster] <br/> Listen Mathilda, better be careful, you can't just speak to any guy off the street. <br/>Mathilda: Leon, get a grip. What's the big fucking deal, I was just smoking a butt while I was <br/>waiting. <br/>Leon: I want you to stop cursing. You can't talk to people like that all the time. I want you <br/>to make an effort to talk nice. <br/>Mathilda: Okay. <br/>Leon: And I want you to stop smoking, 't will kill you. <br/>Mathilda: [throws away the cigarette] <br/>Okay. <br/>Leon: Stay away from him, he looks like a weirdo. <br/>Mathilda: ... Okay. <br/>Leon: I'll be out in five minutes, stand where I can see you. <br/>Mathilda: .. Okay. </p><p> ["How Do You Know It's Love?"] <br/>Mathilda: [lying on the bed] <br/>Leon, I think I'm kind of falling in love with you. <br/>Leon: [spills another glass of milk over his face] <br/>Mathilda: It's the first time for me, you know. <br/>Leon: How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before? <br/>Mathilda: Because I feel it. <br/>Leon: Where? <br/>Mathilda: Here in my stomach. It's all warm. I always had a knot there, and now.. it's gone. <br/>Leon: Mathilda, I'm glad you don't have a stomach ache any more, but I don't think that <br/>means anything. I'm late for work. I hate being late for work. <br/>[puts on his coat, picks up his equipment; leaves] <br/> ["Noon" - shortened] <br/> [shuts the door behind him; leans against the wall, looking unusually tired; puts on his glasses] <br/>Receptionist: Ah, how's the practicing going? <br/> [Leon marches past without answering] </p><p>Receptionist: And how are we today, Miss? <br/>Mathilda: I'm sick of practicing. <br/>Receptionist: Yeah, I understand. But are you doing all right? I haven't received any complaints at <br/>all. <br/>Mathilda: Well, I put a cloth over the strings to lessen the noise. <br/>Receptionist: Oh, that's very smart. <br/>Mathilda: Not everyone loves music. <br/>Receptionist: Yeah I know. What exactly does your father do? <br/>Mathilda: Hm, he's a composer. <br/>Receptionist: Ah, that's wonderful. <br/>Mathilda: Except he's not really my father. <br/>[looks at him] <br/>He's my lover. <br/>Receptionist: [shocked] <br/>Mathilda: I'm gonna go for a walk. <br/>[indicates "Bye" with her lips] <br/> <br/> ["Back On The Crime Scene"] <br/> [Mathilda goes to her former hotel; a policeman guarding the apartment is busy talking to his <br/> girlfriend] <br/>Girlfriend: What're you doing on Saturday? <br/>oliceman: What about dinner? <br/>Girlfriend: Aahm.. <br/>oliceman: [to Mathilda] <br/>Hey, where are you going? <br/>Mathilda: Visiting friends at 6J. <br/>oliceman: Ah okay right. <br/>[continues his conversation as Mathilda slips through the door] <br/> [Mathilda picks up a teddybear; depressed after seeing the outline of her brother's body on the floor; <br/> retrieves a bunch of money from a secret place; hides when she hears footsteps] <br/>Old Detective: We know you're a busy man, and we'll try to make this as short as possible. Now, if <br/>you just take us step by step through exactly what happened. <br/>Stansfield: [bored] <br/>The guy was here, he went for his gun, bang, we shot him. <br/> [critical looks from the Detectives] <br/>Serious Det.: Where exactly were the kids? <br/>Stansfield: I don't know. They should have been at school, don't you think? <br/>Old Detective: But in the statement you said you were the first man in, didn't you see any kids? <br/>Serious Det.: The door was broken, what happened? Did you follow the procedure? <br/>Stansfield: [getting aggressive] <br/>I lost a good man here. What the fuck do want with me? <br/>Serious Det.: Cooperation. <br/>Stansfield: [exploding] <br/>I haven't got time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit! You want cooperation? Come up <br/>my office, will you? Fortysix-o-two. <br/>[storms out, ignoring the yellow tape] <br/> ["Room 4602"] <br/>[outside; takes away the basketball from a kid that crosses his way] <br/>Kids should be at school. <br/>Kid: Hey! Hey come on, that's my ball! <br/>[Stansfield passes it to Benny] <br/>Hey, give that back! Hey come on, where are you going? Damn! Where are you <br/>going man? That's my ball! <br/>Mathilda: [gets into a taxi] <br/>Follow the blue car! <br/>Taxi Driver: And I suppose you want me to blast the music and go through the lights, eh? <br/>Mathilda: No. Drive slowly. Take the hundred bugs and shut the fuck up, okay? <br/>[silently accepted by him] <br/> [Mathilda follows him to the DEA building] </p><p> </p><p> [in the apartment; Mathilda watches cartoons; Leon enters, blood flowing down his right hand, <br/> which she doesn't notice] <br/>Leon: [puts a "Cignal"-sac on the table, smiling] <br/>It's for you. A present. Do you want me to open it? I'll open it. <br/>[reveals a pink dress to her] <br/>How do you like it? Nice, eh? <br/>[Mathilda remains indifferent] <br/> [knocks at the door] <br/>Receptionist: Mr. McGoffen? <br/>[Leon opens the door] <br/>[strict look] <br/>Can I have a word with you? <br/> ["Can I Have A Word With You?"] <br/> [again carrying their baggage through the streets; Mathilda inspects the new apartment, the <br/> teddybear in her arms; Leon under the shower, suturing his wound] </p><p><br/> DC <br/> [Leon comes out of the bathroom, looks around; Mathilda pours him a glass of milk, which makes <br/> him sit down] </p><p> Mathilda: Here, it's for a contract, 20 grand, right? His name is Norman Stansfield and he's in <br/>room 4602 in the DEA building, 26 Federal Plaza. <br/>Leon: I'm not taking it. <br/>Mathilda: Why not? <br/>Leon: Too heavy. <br/>Mathilda: Well, will you rent me your gear for the day? <br/>Leon: I never lend out my gear. But, <br/>[pushes a revolver towards Mathilda] <br/>you still have your gun, use it. Just do me a favor, don't shoot out the window, okay. <br/>Mathilda: Why are you so mean to me? You're all day killing people you don't give a shit <br/>about, but you won't get the bastards that killed my whole family? <br/> ["The Fight (part 1: The Swat Squad)"] <br/>Leon: Revenge is not good, Mathilda. Believe, it is better to forget. <br/>Mathilda: To forget? After I've seen the outline of my brother's body on the floor, you expect <br/>me to forget? I want to kill those sons of a bitches, and I'll blow their fucking heads <br/>off! <br/>Leon: Nothing's the same after you've killed someone. Your life is changed forever. Why <br/>have to sleep with one eye open for the rest of your life. <br/>Mathilda: I don't give a shit about sleeping, Leon. I want love, or death. That's it. <br/>Leon: Love or death. Get off my case Mathilda, I'm tired of your games. <br/>Mathilda: There's this really great game, Leon. Makes people nicer, starts them thinking. The <br/>kind of game you love. <br/> [puts three bullets into the gun, spins the chamber, shuts it] <br/>If I win, you keep me with you. For life. <br/>Leon: And if you lose? <br/>Mathilda: You go shopping alone, like before. <br/>Leon: You're gonna lose, Mathilda. There's a round in the chamber. I heard it. <br/>Mathilda: So what .. 's it to you if I end up with a bullet in the head, huh? <br/>Leon: Nothing. <br/>Mathilda: I hope you're not lying, Leon. I really hope that deep down inside there is no love in <br/>you. Because if there is.. just a little bit of love in you, I think that in a few minutes <br/>you'll regret you never said anything. <br/>[puts the gun to her head] <br/>I love you Leon. <br/>[slowly pulls the trigger] <br/>Leon: [rushes forward, pulls her hand away; the shot knocks down a lamp behind them] <br/>Mathilda: [crying heavily] <br/>I win. </p><p> </p><p> [at Tony's; Mathilda and Leon sitting at a table in front of him] <br/>Leon: I, ah, I took a hit. I need a hand now. I know she is young, but she learns fast. Kids <br/>need to be shaped into something, right? <br/>Tony: Yeah I know, I told you that. But ain't there an age limit? <br/>Leon: She's eighteen. <br/>Tony: Oh really? <br/>Leon: How about something to drink, Tony? <br/>Tony: Yes, sure, Manolo, a glass of milk for Leon. <br/>Mathilda: Nice tattoo. <br/>[wide grin] <br/>Leon: [looks from Tony to Mathilda and back again, surprised and embarrassed] <br/>Tony: Manolo, make that two. </p><p><br/> ["Feel The Breath" - strongly modified] <br/> [in a hallway] <br/>Mathilda: [looking at Leon, who puts on his cap] <br/>What's that for? <br/>Leon: Can't afford to catch a cold. <br/>[sticks chewing gum on the peephole] <br/>First you find out where the chain is. You can't see it, but you can feel it.. here. <br/>I ring, you start talking. <br/> <br/> Mathilda: What do I say? <br/>Leon: Whatever you want. <br/>[rings, moves the bolt cutter to the right position] <br/>Voice: Yes? <br/>Mathilda: Hi, it's Susan. <br/>Voice: I'm sorry, you must have the wrong door, little girl. I don't know any Susan. Move <br/>back a little, I can't see anything. <br/>Mathilda: The light's out. It's all dark out here... mister, I'm scared. <br/>Voice: Okay, okay. <br/>[opens the door] <br/> [Leon snaps the chain, rushes into the apartment, followed by Mathilda] <br/>Leon: Open up. <br/>[jams a pistol into the Drug Dealer's mouth] <br/>If it leaves your mouth I'll pull the trigger, capiche? <br/>[Drug Dealer nods] <br/>[checks the apartment] <br/>Here is okay. <br/>[to Dealer] <br/>Let it go. I said let it go. <br/>[Dealer obeys] <br/>Move. Move over. <br/>Dealer: [stumbles over the bed as he moves to the window, very scared] <br/>Leon: [to Mathilda] <br/>Go ahead, your turn. <br/>Mathilda: [opens her box containing a pistol with silencer, assembles it quickly] <br/>Dealer: Ahm, sir.. sir, ahm.. sir? Sir, it's not my dope. Sir.. look I.. it's not my dope.. <br/>Mathilda: [takes firing position] <br/>A little left please. <br/>[Dealer is surprised, but obeys] <br/>[shoots a paintball at the Dealer's shirt] <br/>Dealer: [screams] <br/>Leon: Okay, now the security shot. <br/>[Mathilda fires another paintball, Dealer screams again] <br/>No, the second goes higher on the chest. Aim for the heart and lungs. There, right <br/>there, you see? The first shot takes him out of order, the second finishes him. <br/>[Dealer curses around, out of breath] <br/>Never in the face. If they can't recognize the client, you don't get paid. Because you <br/>could take out anybody and say you did the job. Got it? <br/>Mathilda: Got it, never in the face. <br/>Leon: Okay, now you can put the tools away. <br/>[Mathilda walks back to her box] <br/>Dealer: What the fuck is going on?? Hey mister.. <br/>[Leon shoots him] <br/>Leon: You'll see when you use the silencer a lot, you have to put a piece of cloth here, <br/>because it gets very hot and can burn it inside. A damp, black cloth is the best. <br/>What're you doing? <br/>Mathilda: You said no women, no kids. Who do you think this is gonna kill, donkeys and <br/>monkeys? <br/>[Mathilda spills some inflammable liquid over the drugs, ignites it] <br/>Now, it's clean. <br/>Leon: Let's get out of here. </p><p><br/> ["The Game Is Over"] <br/> [in an expensive restaurant] <br/>Mathilda: I thought we don't have the right to drink. <br/>Leon: I know, but we're making an exception. For your first client. <br/>Mathilda: Well, if we're making exceptions for a job well done, how about a kiss? Like in the <br/>movies. <br/>Leon: [shakes his head] <br/>No. <br/>Mathilda: Yes.. <br/>[leans over] <br/>Leon: What're you doing? <br/>Mathilda: I'm gonna kiss you. <br/>Leon: Mathilda, stop please. <br/>Mathilda: Come on, just a kiss. <br/>Leon: Stop, everyone is watching us. <br/>Basta, go sit down. <br/>[pushes her back] <br/> [Mathilda receives a bottle of champagne from the waiter, pours it into her glass, spilling most of it <br/> over the table] <br/>Waiter: Enjoy... <br/>Leon: [hides the bottle under the table] <br/>Mathilda: You don't believe me, do you? </p><p> Leon: How's that? <br/>Mathilda: When I say I'm in love with you. <br/>Leon: Mathilda, please, drop it. Just change subject, okay? <br/>Mathilda: Okay, okay, sorry... So, how old were you when you made your first hit? <br/>Leon: Nineteen. <br/>Mathilda: Beat ya! <br/>[drinks up her glass of champagne, followed by the laughter sequence] </p><p> </p><p> [Unknown Song] <br/> [in a hallway again] <br/>Leon: [looking at Mathilda, who puts on a cap] <br/>What're you doing? <br/>Mathilda: Can't afford to catch a cold. <br/> [they visit several clients, following the same procedure as above; but the next one makes problems] <br/>Mathilda: There's no doorbell. <br/>Leon: So knock on the door. <br/>[she knocks] <br/>Voice: Yes? <br/>Mathilda: Hi. I'm looking for Mr. Rubens' apartment. But it's all dark out here in the hall, and <br/>I'm lost. <br/>Voice: Just a second. <br/>Leon: [hears the sound of a lever being pulled on a gun; grabs Mathilda, swings her <br/>around to the other side as a barrage of bullets come blasting through the door] <br/>Voice: You want more? C'mon, show me your fucking face! <br/>Think you can get me that easily? <br/>[continues shooting] <br/>Leon: When it's tough like this, you know it's gonna be ugly. Better make it quick, or else <br/>you will be all day listening to his crap. <br/>[to cursing guy inside] <br/>Hey. What about the Ring Trick, you know that one? <br/>Voice: Ring Trick? C'mon asshole, I'm waiting. Show it to me, motherfucker. <br/>Leon: [throws a grenade in, protecting Mathilda from the explosion with his body; shows <br/>her the grenade pin] <br/>That's the Ring Trick. <br/> DC-over </p><p> </p><p> [Leon appears in front of Tony's] <br/>Tony: [to his barber] <br/>Mario, go back to the barber shop, we'll finish later. <br/>[Mario leaves as Leon enters] <br/>Hey Leon, what's up? All done already? <br/>Leon: No no. <br/>[investigating some plastic pigs] <br/>Nicer than people, eh? <br/>Tony: [amused] <br/>I told you that. You got a problem? <br/>Leon: No. <br/>Tony: Get the chair, sit down, sit. <br/>Leon: [sits down in front of him] <br/>I.. I was.. thinking. If something happens to me some day.. <br/>Tony: Hey, Leon, nothing's gonna happen to you. You're indestructible, bullets slide off <br/>you, you play with them. <br/>Leon: Tony I.. thought about my money. <br/>[Tony seems to feel uncomfortable] <br/>You remember the.. the girl who came here the other day? <br/>Tony: ... Yeah. <br/>Leon: Her name is.. Mathilda. If anything happens to me, I... I'd like you to give her... my <br/>money. <br/>Tony: You can count on me Leon. <br/>Leon: Thank you, Tony. <br/>Tony: Yeah. </p><p> DC <br/> [in their apartment, Leon preparing to go] <br/>Leon: I won't be long. <br/>Mathilda: Did I do something wrong? <br/>Leon: No. This one is.. too big. <br/>Mathilda: Yeah, and I only get the leftovers, is that it? <br/>Leon: Mathilda, since I met you, everything's been different. So I... just need some time <br/>alone. And you need some time to grow up a little. <br/>Mathilda: I've finished growing up, Leon. I just get older. <br/>Leon: For me, it's the opposite. I'm.. old enough. I need time to grow up. <br/>[leaves slowly] <br/>Mathilda: ... Shit. <br/> ["What's Happening Out There?" - shortened] <br/> [Mathilda smoking on the open window, thinking; filling the refrigerator; cleaning the plant; <br/> watching TV; throws away a lighted cigarette while sitting downstairs; noticed by four <br/> youngsters playing basketball] <br/>Leader: [to his gang] <br/>Come on. <br/>[to Mathilda] <br/>You're new, aren't you? Fifth floor, right? <br/>[Mathilda nods] <br/>Well you can't sit here like that. <br/>Mathilda: [unimpressed] <br/>Really? Why not? <br/>Leader: Nothing's free. Like a parking meter. When you stop, you pay. It's the law. <br/>Mathilda: Only on TV... <br/>Leader: What did you say? <br/>Mathilda: Forget it, how much is your meter? <br/>Leader: Ten dollars.. a month. <br/>Mathilda: [takes a 100 dollar bill from a whole bunch of money] <br/>Got change? <br/>[impressed sounds and countenances, shake their heads] <br/>Don't worry about it, we'll do ten for twelve. I'll pay now for the rest of the year, <br/>okay? <br/>Leader: [perplexed] <br/>..Okay, a year. <br/>Mathilda: Does paying rent here mean I have to put up with you guys? <br/>Leader: Uh.. no. <br/>Mathilda: So go play somewhere else. I need to think. <br/>[they run away] <br/> DC-over </p><p><br/> <br/> ["Very Special Delivery"] <br/> [in their apartment; Mathilda puts on her working outfit, including Leon's glasses; waits in <br/> front of the DEA building; Stansfield and Blood arrive, walk towards the entrance; Mathilda <br/> starts pursuing them with a sack in her arms, quickly turns her back to Stansfield as he returns to <br/> say something to the driver; at the security check she pushes the sack past the metal detector] <br/>Security 1: [bored] <br/>Food. <br/>Security 2: Where are you going? <br/>Mathilda: Special delivery for room 4602. <br/>Security 2: Sign here. <br/>[to some leaving girls] <br/>Have a nice weekend, girls. <br/> [follows Stansfield to the gentlemen's room, predicts him to be in the toilet at its end; but <br/> he appears behind the door she had forgotten to close, startling her as he shuts it] <br/>Stansfield: [indifferently looking into a mirror] <br/>Special delivery, huh? Let me guess.. <br/>[shakes his little drug box] <br/> Chinese..? <br/>Thai, maybe..? <br/>I've got it. Italian food. <br/>[consumes a capsule] <br/>[with a satisfied look] <br/>What's your name, angel? <br/>Mathilda: Mathilda. <br/>Stansfield: [whispering] <br/>..Mathilda. <br/>[washes his face, sneezes] <br/>Mathilda, I want you to put the sack on the floor. <br/>Mathilda: [obeys, trembling] <br/>Stansfield: Good. <br/>[pulls his gun, coming closer] <br/>And now I want you to tell me everything you know about Italian food. And don't <br/>forget the name of the chef who fixed it for me. <br/> <br/> Mathilda: Nobody sent me. I do business for myself. <br/>Stansfield: So t - t - this is something p - personal, is it? <br/>Mathilda: [nods, scared and crying] <br/>Stansfield: What filthy piece of.. of sh - shit.. did I do now? <br/>Mathilda: You killed my brother. <br/>Stansfield: ... I'm sorry. <br/>[bends down to her] <br/>And you want to join him? <br/>Mathilda: ..No. <br/>Stansfield: It's always the same thing. <br/>[touches her hair] <br/>It's when you start to become really afraid of death.. that you learn to appreciate life. <br/>Do you like life, sweetheart? <br/>Mathilda: ..Yes. <br/>Stansfield: [fondling her] <br/>That's good. Because.. I take no pleasure.. in taking life.. if it's from a person who <br/>doesn't care about it. <br/>[slowly moves his gun near her face] <br/>Blood: [enters breathlessly] <br/>Stan! Stan, shit Stan I've been looking all over for you man I've checked upstairs <br/>and.. <br/>Stansfield: What? I'm busy! <br/>Blood: It's Malky man, he's dead. <br/>[Stansfield turns away from Mathilda] <br/>Malky was making a buy for us from the Chinamen. Yo but they got nothing to do <br/>with it man. They told me, this guy came from the outside. He was a pro, he was <br/>fast. He fucking came outta nowhere. Boom. Shoots the chinamen dead in two <br/>seconds. <br/>(Malky: Easy man, I'm a cop.) <br/>Then turns around, says something to Malky like.. <br/>(Leon: No women, no kids.) <br/>([Leon kills Malky]) <br/>[Stansfield dismayed, looks at Mathilda, sighs] <br/>I think it was something personal. <br/>Stansfield: Death is... whimsical today. <br/>[moves beside Blood, aims at Mathilda; takes his hand down, the gun pointing at <br/>Blood, who starts getting afraid] <br/>Blood, you hear me? <br/>Blood: Yeah man, I hear you Stan, just chill out man. <br/>Stansfield: Would you take her up to my office? <br/>Blood: Alright, yeah. <br/>[Stansfield leaves] <br/>Jesus fucking Christ.. </p><p><br/> ["When Leon Does His Best"] <br/> [in their apartment, Leon has just returned from work] <br/>Mathilda: [read by Leon in her letter] <br/>Leon my love. I know where to find the guys who killed my brother. Their boss is <br/>Norman Stansfield, and he is in the DEA building, room 4602. I'm gonna do that <br/>myself. If something goes wrong, I left you 20 grand on the table. It's for a contract, <br/>five grand a head, right? I know I'll feel better after I do this. I love you - Mathilda. <br/> [a Taxi arrives in front of the DEA building] <br/>Leon: Wait for me, I won't be long. <br/>Taxi Driver: I can't park in front like this, it's a federal building! <br/> [marches through the metal detector, knocks down the security officer; surprises another while he's <br/> telephoning] <br/> [in Stanfield's office] <br/>Blood: [examining the sack's contents in front of crying Mathilda] <br/>..Nine milli... bullets... and another nine milli. What did you plan to do with all <br/>these guns, eh? <br/>Veteran: [cynical] <br/>Maybe she was planning on taking out the whole building. <br/>Blood: Holy shit, what've we got here? Lunch. <br/>[takes out a piece of pizza] <br/>Veteran: Careful Blood. Might be poisoned. <br/>Blood: No man, there's not anchovies on this. <br/> [Leon rushes in, shoots him and the Veteran dead; Mathilda jumps into his arms; Leon heaves a sigh <br/> of relief, holds her for a few seconds] <br/> [back in the taxi] <br/>Taxi Driver: Is that what you call "I won't be long"? I was hanging around here for at least ten <br/>minutes! <br/>Leon: I did my best. Avanti. <br/> <br/> DC <br/> [in their apartment; Leon takes his plant off the window, examines it as Mathilda enters the room, <br/> wearing the red dress he had bought her] <br/>Mathilda: Do you like it? <br/>[pours him a glass of milk] <br/>Leon: Yes. <br/>Mathilda: So say it. <br/>Leon: I like it. <br/>Mathilda: [smiles; reaches him the glass, takes place next to him] <br/>Not thirsty? <br/>[Leon nearly empties it] <br/>A girl's first time is very important. It determines the rest of her life's sexuality. I <br/>read that once in one of my sister's magazines. Girlfriends told me that they hated <br/>their first experience. That's because they didn't love their guys. They just did it to <br/>show off. Afterwards they started liking it, like cigarettes. I wanna like it, the first <br/>time. <br/>Leon: Mathilda, no. <br/>Mathilda: Why not? <br/>Leon: I just can't. <br/>Mathilda: Do you love someone else? <br/> ["Leon The Cleaner"] <br/>Leon: No.. I mean... there was someone a long time ago. Before I came to the States. Her <br/>father didn't want her to see me. She was from a very respectable family. Mine was.. <br/>well, not so respectable. Her dad went nuts every time she took off to see me. <br/>Mathilda: But she still snuck off to see you, right? <br/>Leon: Right. <br/>Mathilda: See, nothing can stop love, Leon. <br/>Leon: He killed her. One shot to the head. They kept him in jail for two days, and then let <br/>him go free. They said it was an accident. So... one night I... waited for him. 500 <br/>feet, with a lens. He also had an accident. The same night I took a boat and came <br/>here, to meet up with my father. He was working for Tony. I was nineteen. Since <br/>then I've.. never left the city and... I've never had another girlfriend. You see <br/>Mathilda.. I wouldn't be a good lover. <br/>Mathilda: Okay. Just do me one favor. <br/>Leon: What? <br/>Mathilda: I'm sick of watching you sleeping on your chair. We're gonna share the bed. <br/>Leon: I don't think that's a good idea. <br/> ["How Do You Know It's Love?"] <br/> [on the bed; Mathilda gently pushes Leon down] <br/>Mathilda: It's okay.. put your legs up on the bed.. yeah, that's nice. <br/>[takes off his shoes] <br/>ut your head down, it's okay, relax. <br/>[switches the lights off, lies down, pulls his arm around her] <br/>Good night, Leon. <br/>Leon: ...Good night. <br/> [Mathilda falls asleep] <br/> DC-over <br/> <br/> [at Tony's, in the evening; Tony celebrating birthday with the kids, when a mean looking guy with a <br/> pumpgun comes in] <br/>Tony: Manolo, take the kids in the kitchen. <br/> [Stansfield, Benny and several other men enter; in the kitchen the kids bump into another one; <br/> Stansfield sits down in front of Tony amidst birthday balloons, doesn't look too happy] <br/>Stansfield: [puts his gun on the table] <br/>I have a lot of respect for your business, Tony. When you've.. you've killed for us in <br/>the past, we've.. we've always been satisfied. And that's exactly why today is going to <br/>be very, very hard for me. Excuse my mood.. <br/>[presents him a photo of dead Malky] <br/>My man was killed right here, in your turf. And the Chinks tell me that the hitman <br/>was kind of the ah.. Italian type. So we figured that ah.. Tony might know <br/>something. <br/>Tony: Ah.. <br/>Stansfield: Wait, there's more. You're gonna love this. A few hours later, a little twelve year old <br/>girl comes into my office, armed to the teeth, with the firm intention of sending me <br/>straight to the morgue. And you know who came and got her in the middle of the <br/>afternoon right there, in my building? The very same Italian hitman. I'm dying to <br/>meet him. </p><p> </p><p> [in their apartment] <br/>Leon: [startles as he wakes up on the bed] <br/>Mathilda: Relax, everything's fine. Sleep well? <br/>Leon: I never really sleep. Got one eye open always. <br/>Mathilda: Oh, I forgot. You know I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much. <br/>Leon: I snore? <br/>Mathilda: Like a baby. And I go get some milk for breakfast, I won't be long. <br/>Leon: Don't forget the code when you come back. <br/>Mathilda: Two knocks, then one, and two knocks again, right? <br/>Leon: Right. <br/> [while Mathilda takes a shower, Leon stretches over the whole bed and continues sleeping] <br/> <br/> ["The Fight (part 1: The Swat Squad)"] <br/> [in the shop] <br/>Mathilda: Hola senor! Ring these up and I go get some milk. <br/> [happily returns, observed by Stansfield; a few meters in front of the apartment she is suddenly <br/> pulled aside by a Swat, holding her tight] <br/>Main Swat: From here out now you don't make a sound. You answer my questions by nodding <br/>yes or shaking your head no, you got it? <br/>Mathilda: [nods fearfully] <br/>Main Swat: Is he alone? <br/> [Mathilda nods] <br/>Does he expect you? <br/> [nods] <br/>Do you have keys to the apartment? <br/>[reaches him the keys] <br/>Is there a code, a way of knowing so he knows it's you? <br/>[Mathilda hesitates, then nods; knocks a wrong code - 321] <br/>[he signals to his men, the attack begins] <br/> [a Swat knocks the wrong code] <br/>Main Swat: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Alpha-Team, final position, we're ready to go. <br/>Stansfield: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Be careful. <br/> [Swat unlocks the door and enters, followed by three others; as soon as they are all inside, the door <br/> closes and shots are fired] <br/> ["The Fight (part 2: Bring Me Everyone)"] <br/>Main Swat: [upset, pushing one of his men away] <br/>Move, move! <br/>[takes a look around the corner: the door opens, revealing the dead Swats] <br/>Shit. <br/>[to the walkie-talkie] <br/> <br/> Alpha team, men dead, men dead. <br/>Stansfield: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>I told you. <br/>Benny. Bring me everyone. <br/>Benny: What do you mean, "everyone"? <br/>Stansfield: Everyone!!! <br/> [Benny follows his order, and a few minutes later the whole area is full of policemen and Swats] </p><p> [another Swat slowly enters the apartment, this time heavily secured by Swats outside; Leon <br/> manages to kill them all, but gets shot in his shoulder] <br/>Main Swat: [quite clueless] <br/>Take this. <br/>[hands his rifle to one of his men] <br/>[to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Aahm.. <br/>[to one of his men] <br/>Go take a look. <br/> [he does, breathing heavily; as he stretches his head out he sees Leon's gun directly in front of him] <br/>Leon: [exhausted] <br/>Don't move. <br/>Main Swat: Do you see anything? <br/>Swat: [nods slowly] <br/>It's the guy. He's here, he's got a gun on my head. <br/> [they shrink back, Mathilda tries to call his name] <br/>Main Swat: Okay, nobody moves. <br/>Leon: Let the girl go. <br/>Main Swat: Take it easy man.. <br/>Leon: Let the girl go! <br/>Main Swat: Okay, the girl's coming out. <br/>[to the Swat holding Mathilda] <br/>Let the girl go. <br/> [the Swat releases her, Mathilda spits into his face, falls into Leon's arm] <br/>Leon: [to Mathilda] <br/>Grab the axe off the wall. Over there, go. <br/>[to the Swat] <br/>You're coming with us. <br/>[takes him hostage while Mathilda gets the axe] <br/>[before following Mathilda into the apartment, he shoots at a fire sensor at the <br/>ceiling, causing the water to go off; shoots into the air four times; leaves the Swat <br/>outside] <br/>Main Swat: Christ, he shot him! <br/>[jumps out, shoots without seeing anything because of the water] <br/>Bastard! <br/> [they kill their own man; Leon returns fire through a hole in the door, hitting one of them; they draw <br/> back] <br/>Main Swat: Shut the fucking water off! <br/>Swat: Got it. <br/>Leon: [taking the axe from trembling Mathilda] <br/>Go! <br/>Main Swat: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>We're in a bad way here, send the Cats, I repeat, send the Cats! <br/>Mathilda: [crying and sobbing] <br/>I don't know what happened, I didn't see them coming, I swear, I just went <br/>shopping, and I came back and they were everywhere, they.. <br/>[overwhelmed by her tears] <br/>Leon: Stay away from the window. <br/>[whirls past the window, snatching his plant, narrowly escaping the snipers' bullets] <br/>Mathilda: Leon? Leon.. <br/>[rises cautiously, sees the apartment crossed by target lasers] <br/>Leon: [motions Mathilda to come over; she crawls to him] <br/>Snipers. <br/> [outside the water is turned off] <br/>Main Swat: Okay, now get this fucking asshole outta there. <br/> <br/> ["The Fight (part 3: The Big Weapon)"] <br/>Mathilda: [hiding in the corner] <br/>How are we gonna get out of here Leon? <br/>Leon: Leave it to me, we're checking out. <br/>[knocks down a table to protect Mathilda from fragments; breaks an air shaft open <br/>with several gunshots and the axe; envelops the plant in his coat, throws it down the <br/>shaft; helps Mathilda get inside] <br/>Mathilda: Leon, it's not big enough for you. <br/>[starts climbing out again] <br/>Leon: What? <br/>Mathilda: It's barely big enough for me. <br/>Leon: We said no discussion. <br/>[pushing her back] <br/>Mathilda: No! I'm not letting.. <br/>Leon: Listen to me.. <br/>Mathilda: [desperate] <br/>I'm not going! <br/>Leon: Listen.. <br/>Mathilda: I won't go! I won't go! <br/>Leon: [trying to calm her down] <br/>Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me, we have no chance together, but if I'm alone <br/>I can do it, trust me, I'm in good shape Mathilda, I know I worked a lot of money <br/>with Tony, a lot, we'll take it and leave together, just the two of us, okay? Go! <br/>Mathilda: No! You just say that so that I won't worry! <br/>[Swats preparing the big weapon] <br/>I don't wanna lose you Leon! <br/>Leon: [embracing her] <br/>You're not gonna lose me Mathilda, you've given me a taste for life, I wanna be <br/>happy, sleep in a bed, have roots, you'll never be alone again Mathilda. <br/>[Swats making progress] <br/>lease, go now baby, go. Calm down, calm down. Go. Go. See you at Tony's. I'm gonna <br/>clean them all. Tony's in one hour. <br/>[Swat putting his finger around the trigger] <br/>I love you, Mathilda. <br/>Mathilda: I love you too, Leon. <br/>[climbs down] <br/> [Leon turns away and screams; in that moment the big weapon is fired, the explosion knocks him <br/> down to the floor] <br/> ["The Fight (part 4: One Is Alive)"] <br/>Stansfield: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Hey, heyeyey, what the fuck is going on up there? I just said take the guy out, not the <br/>whole fucking building. <br/> [Swats with gas masks storm the apartment; find wounded Leon, disguised as one of them; pick him <br/> up, lead him down the stairs past hundreds of Swats; sits down] <br/>Swat: You're okay? <br/>[Leon nods] <br/>Hey, I need a medic over here! <br/>Angry Swat: [to the walkie-talkie] <br/>Open your fucking asses! Squad number one, what's the status on the apartment? <br/>Another Swat: [from Listening Swat's walkie-talkie] <br/>Can't see shit, too much smoke in here, give us five minutes to clear it up. <br/>Listening Swat: Okay, you got it. <br/>Stansfield: What what what you're 200 men and you can't find one man and a girl?! Did you <br/>find the girl?! <br/> [Mathilda arrives at the end of the air shaft] <br/>Medic: Hi, how're you doing? Take the mask up, quick. <br/>[Leon takes it up] <br/>Let me see you. That's deep. Right. This one here. <br/>Angry Swat: You're from the third precinct? <br/>Leon: Yeah. <br/> [is discovered by Stansfield] <br/> [Mathilda runs through a narrow passage] <br/>Medic: You sit here for two minutes, I'll be right back. <br/>Leon: Let me put the mask back on, I breathe better with it. <br/>Medic: Okay, you're right. Sit here. <br/>Stansfield: [in a hallway leading outside, to the policemen] <br/> <br/> Okay, come on, everyone out! Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go! Come on, out! </p><p> [Mathilda comes out on the street] <br/> ["Two Ways Out"] <br/> [Leon goes away] <br/> [Mathilda walks past the policemen] <br/>oliceman: What're you doing here? Get out, get out! <br/> [Leon hesitates in front of a group of policemen blocking the way] <br/> [Mathilda walks on] <br/> [Leon walks down the stairs, reaches the empty hallway, takes off his mask, his eyes fixed on the <br/> exit; Stansfield appears behind him; aims; shoots] <br/> [Mathilda escaped, now runs to Tony's] <br/>Leon: [lying on the floor beneath Stansfield, dying] <br/>..Stansfield? <br/>Stansfield: At your service. <br/>Leon: [puts something in his hand] <br/>..This is.. from... Mathilda. <br/>[dies] <br/>Stansfield: [opens his hand, finds a grenade pin; discovers Leon's equipment] <br/>Shit. <br/> [big explosion] </p><p> </p><p> [at Tony's; Mathilda with a glass of milk, still crying] <br/>Tony: [with bruises in his face] <br/>Leon asked my to help you out if.. if something happened. And I think something <br/>happened, right? He put on the side a little cash for you. So, what I'm suggesting is <br/>that ah, seeing as how you are still so young, I should hold the money for you, you <br/>know, 'till you're older. Like a bank, you know, except that it's better than a bank, <br/>because, you know, banks get always knocked off. No one knocks off old Tony. But <br/>it's.. it's your money, and in the meantime all you gotta do is come here every once <br/>in a while, and I'll dish it out so that you can have a little fun, okay? <br/>[puts some money on the table] <br/>Here's a hundred bugs to start with. <br/>Mathilda: Can't take any job instead? <br/>Tony: A job? What the hell can you do? <br/>Mathilda: I can clean. <br/>Tony: I ain't got no work for twelve year old kids, so get it outta your goddamned head! It's <br/>over, the game's over, Leon's dead! You hear me! <br/>[which makes Mathilda cry again] <br/> ["The Game Is Over"] <br/>Tony: Come on. Come on, do you think I ain't hurting, too? <br/>[Mathilda turns her eyes back to him] <br/>But he's dead. And you gotta forget all this craziness, and get your little ass back to <br/>school, capiche? Now take this money and get the hell outta here, and don't let me <br/>see your face 'till next month, for something tells me I'm about to lose my famous <br/>kind streak. <br/> [night; sadly walks through the streets; looks out of the Roosevelt Island Tram] </p><p> [in the office of Spencer School] <br/>Mathilda: My parents.. died.. in a car accident four weeks ago. It was terrible. <br/>Headmistress: You know we didn't have the time to get to know one another when you first came <br/>here, but.. I want you to know that I am not kind of woman that let down a child, <br/>whatever her situation, whatever her mistake. So I'm going to help you and do my <br/>best to welcome you here again. But on one condition. You have to stop lying to me, <br/>Mathilda. I want you to take a chance, and trust me. Now tell me, what happened to <br/>you? <br/>Mathilda: Okay. My family got shot down by DEA officers because of a drug problem. I left <br/>with the greatest guy on earth. He was a hitman, the best in town. But he died this <br/>morning, and if you don't help me, I'll be dead by tonight. <br/> [as she comes out of the school she walks past a group of girls sitting on the stairs] <br/>Girl: [to her friends] <br/>You know her? <br/>Other Girls: No, never seen her. <br/> [Mathilda finds a nice place for Leon's plant; digs a hole, puts it into it] <br/>Mathilda: I think we'll be okay here, Leon. </p><p> ["Shape Of My Heart" by Sting] <br/> <br/></p><img src="images/post/smile/dvbbs/em01.gif" />
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