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: And stop saying "okay" all the time. Okay? Mathilda
: Okay. Léon
: You need some time to grow up a little. Mathilda
: I finished growing up, Léon. I just get older. Léon
: For me it's the opposite. I'm old enough. I need time to grow up.
: Is life always this hard, or is it just when you're a kid? Léon
: Always like this.
: Leon, what exactly do you do for a living? Léon
: Cleaner. Mathilda
: You mean you're a hit man? Léon
] Yeah. Mathilda
: Do you "clean" anyone? Léon
: No women, no kids, that's the rules. Mathilda
: How much would it cost to hire someone to get those dirtbags who killed my brother? Léon
: Five grand a head. Mathilda
: Wow. How about this: I work for you; in exchange, you teach me how to clean. Hmmm? What do you think? I'll clean your place, I'll do the shopping, I'll even wash your clothes. Is it a deal?
: I've decided what to do with my life. I wanna be a cleaner. Léon
: You wanna be a cleaner?
[passes her a gun and bullets
: Here, take it. It's a goodbye gift. Go clean. But not with me. I work alone, understand? Alone. Mathilda
: Bonnie and Clyde didn't work alone. Thelma and Louise didn't work alone. And they were the best.
: You killed my brother. Stansfield
: I'm sorry. And you want to join him? Mathilda
: No. Stansfield
: It's always the same thing. It's when you start to become really afraid of death that you learn to appreciate life. Do you like life, sweetheart? Mathilda
: Yes. Stansfield
: That's good, because I take no pleasure in taking life if it's from a person who doesn't care about it.
: Can we try with real bullets now?
[to receptionist after being asked about her father (Leon)
: He's not my father. He's my lover.
: I am writing here the name of a girl in the class who makes me sick. If things get hot, she'll take the heat.
: [catching Mathilda in the bathroom with food bags
] Special delivery huh... Let me guess... Chinese? Thai, maybe? Ahh, I've got it. Italian food
[pops a pill and pulls out a gun
: What's your name angel...
: ... Mathilda, I want you to put the sack on the floor... good... Now, I want you to tell me everything you know about Italian food, and don't forget the name of the chef who fixed it for me. Mathilda
: Nobody sent me.I do business for myself. Stansfield
: Ahh... so this is... something... personal?... What filthy peice of... shit... did I do now? Mathilda
: You killed my brother.
: Now tell me what happened to you. Mathilda
: OK. My family they got shot down by D.E.A. officers because of a drug problem. I left with the greatest guy on earth. He was a hitman, the best in town, but he died this morning. And if you don't help me, I'll be dead by tonight.
: Leon, I think I'm kinda falling in love with you.
[Leon chokes on his milk
: It's the first time for me, you know? Léon
: [wiping himself off
] How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before? Mathilda
: 'Cause I feel it. Léon
: Where? Mathilda
: [stoking her stomach
] In my stomach. It's all warm. I always had a knot there and now... it's gone. Léon
: Mathilda, I'm glad you don't have a stomach ache any more. I don't think it means anything.
: I don't give a shit about sleeping, Leon. I want love, or death. That's it.
: There's no doorbell. Léon
: So knock on the door.
: How are we getting out of here now? Léon
: Leave it to me. We're checking out.
: I don't wanna lose you, Leon. Léon
: You're not going to lose me. You've given me a taste for life. I wanna be happy. Sleep in a bed, have roots. And you'll never be alone again, Mathilda. Please, go now, baby, go. Calm down, I'll meet you at Tony's in an hour, I love you, now go, go now.
: [after planting Leon's plant in the school grounds
] I think we'll be ok here, Leon.
: Revenge is not a good thing, it's better to forget. Mathilda
: Forget? After I've seen the outline of my brother's body on the floor, you expect me to forget? I wanna kill those sons of bitches, and blow their fucking heads off!
: How old were you when you made your first hit? Léon
: Nineteen. Mathilda
: Beat you!
: I think we'll be OK here, Leon.
: I hope you're not lying Leon. I really hope that deep down there's no love in you. And if there is, I think in a few minutes you'll regret you never said anything. I love you Leon.
: [Mathilda, crying about her brother's murder and her stepmother
] I was more of a mother to him than thaat goddamn pig ever was! Léon
: Hey, don't talk like that about pigs. They're usually much nicer than people. Mathilda
: But they smell like shit. Léon
: Not true. As a matter of fact, right now I have one in my kitchen that's very clean and smells very nice. Mathilda
: You don't have a pig in your kitchen. Léon
: Yes, I do. Mathilda
: I was just in there and I didn't see any goddamned pig. Léon
: Don't move. I'll get him.
[Leon goes into the kitchen
: Piggy? Piggy? Where are you? Léon
: [Oinking noises are heard in the kitchen
] Oink, oimk! Ah, there you are. Léon
: [More oinking, then a pig pot holder sticks its 'head' around the corner
] Hi, Mathilda. Mathilda
: [She smiles
] Hi, piggy.
: Sorry about your father. Mathilda
: If somebody didn't do it one day or another, I probably would have done it myself.
: [about Russian roulette
] If I win, you keep me with you for life. Léon
: And if you lose? Mathilda
: Go shopping alone, like before.
: [opens rubbing alcohol over drug stash
: What are you doing? Mathilda
: You said no women, no kids. Who do you think this is gonna kill, junkies and monkeys?
: Sleep well? Léon
: I never really sleep well. Got one eye open, always. Mathilda
: Yeah, I forgot. You know, I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much.
: There was someone a long time ago. Before I came to the States. Her father didn't want her to see me. She was from a very respectable family. Mine was, you know, not so respectable. Her dad went nuts every time she'd take off to see me. Mathilda
: But she still snuck off to see you, right? Léon
: Right. Mathilda
: You see, nothing can stop love, Léon.
: You know a girl's first time is very important. It determines the rest of her life sexually. I read that once in one of my sister's magazine. My girlfriends told me they hated their first experience. That's because they didn't love the guys. They just did it to show off. Afterwards, they started liking it. Like cigarette. Will i like it the first time?