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: Death is... whimsical... today.
: I like these calm little moments before the storm. It reminds me of Beethoven. Can you hear it? It's like when you put your head to the grass and you can hear the growin' and you can hear the insects. Do you like Beethoven? Malky
: I couldn't really say.
: 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.
: Bring me everyone. 3rd Stansfield man
: What do you mean "everyone"? Stansfield
: Stansfield? Stansfield
: At your service. Léon
: [handing him something
] This is from... Mathilda. Stansfield
: [sees that it's a pin for a grenade
: What filthy piece of shit did I do now?
: [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.
: I have a lot of respect for your business, Tony. When you've killed for us in the past we've always been satisfied. And that's exactly why today is going to be very, very hard for me. I hope you'll excuse my mood.
[Shows a crime scene photo
: My man was killed, right here, on your turf. And the chinks tell me that the hit man was kind of the... Italian type. So we figured that, uh, Tony might know something.
[Tony motions to speak
: Wait - there's more. You're gonna love this. A few hours later, a little twelve-year-old girl comes to my office armed to the teeth, with the firm intention of sending me straight to the morgue. And do you know who came and got her in the middle of the afternoon right there in my building? The very... same... Italian hit man.
: I'm dying to meet him.
: I haven't got time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit.
: It's cops outside, we better go. Stansfield
: It's the cops outside... we better go.
: You don't like Beethoven. You don't know what you're missing. Overtures like that get my... juices flowing. So powerful. But after his openings, to be honest, he does tend to get a little fucking boring. That's why I stopped!
[laughs and sighs
: Toss the apartment.
: You're a Mozart fan. I love him too. I looooove Mozart! He was Austrian you know? But for this kind of work,
[imitates playing the piano
: he's a little bit light. So I tend to go for the heavier guys. Check out Brahms. He's good too.
: Hey Stan, Stan! What are doing? He's dead! Stansfield
: But he ruined my suit.
: [after the building explodes
] Hey, what the fuck is going on up there? I said take the guy out, not the whole fucking building!
: [investigating the noise
] What's happening out there? Malky
: All right, ma'am, go away, DEA. Police. Old Lady
: Why don't you leave that poor family alone? Malky
: [to Stansfield
] It's all right, everything's al right. Just calm down. Stansfield
: I am calm.
[loads his gun, looks at old lady
: I'm calm. Old Lady
: Why don't you leave them alone? Stansfield
: [shoots the window next to her
] He said, "Go back inside".
: [speaking to Stansfield through radio
] Alpha team, final position, ready to go. Stansfield
: Be careful.
: [speaking to Stansfield through radio
] Alpha team, man down, man down. Stansfield
: I told you.
: I take no pleasure in taking a life if it's from a person who doesn't care about it.
: I like these quiet little moments before the storm. It reminds me of Beethoven.