So, how are you, Leone.
I'm fine.
Okay, okay.
Let's talk business.
This fat bastard is tryin' to move in on Maurizio's business.
Now, you know Maurizio is a reasonable guy.
He just wants... a little conversation.
But this guy, he don't wanna hear about it.
Maybe he'll listen to you. He comes to town every Tuesday.
Are you free Tuesday?
Yeah, I'm free Tuesday.
Nice to see you again, Mr Jones.
Remember, neatness counts.
You got one half-hour.
Ah.
One hour.
- [ Beeps ] - Yeah, what?
It's Tonto, downstairs. There's a guy wants to talk to you.
What's he look like?
Serious.
- Tell him I'm coming up. - He's coming up.
- [ Silencer Fires ] - [ Radio Feedback ]
Somebody's comin' up. Somebody serious.
Mickey, open your eyes. We got company.
[ Cocks Gun ]
Come on.
[ Elevator Bell Dings ]
Stop! Stop, man!
Tonto.
Tell the driver to wait for us out back, and hurry up!
[ Silencer Fires ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Tapping ]
Hey, sweetie, what's goin' on?
Don't worry, baby. It's cool. Take a nap.
[ Neck Snaps ]
Oh, my God. [ Gasps ]
Those fuckers blocked both the exits.
[ Panting ] Check the terrace.
[ Silencer Fires ]
[ Silencer Continues Firing, Glass Shattering ]
Hey! [ Panting ]
Yo!
[ Panting Continues ]
[ Trigger Clicking ]
[ Phone Beeps, Dial Tone ]
[ Dialing, Ringing ]
- [ Woman ] 9-1-1 Emergency. - [ Panting ] I need help! Somebody's trying to kill me.
All right, just stay on the line; I'll just be off a moment.
- Sir, I'm gonna connect you with an officer. - Okay.
[ Panting Continues ]
[ Panting Stops ]
[ Man On Phone ] Detective Jefferson. May I help you?
I'll call you back.
- [ Phone Beeps ] - [ Panting Resumes ]
Hey, relax, man, I got half of Bolivia sittin' in them suitcases over there.
Hasn't even been cut yet. Go ahead, take it. It's yours.
Dial this number.
[ Beeps, Dial Tone, Dialing ]
[ Gasps, Panting ]
Uh, I'll talk to you later, sweetie, okay?
[ Panting ] Bye.
- Hello? - [ On Phone ] It's Maurizio. Remember me?
- I see you're back in town. - Yeah-- I mean, no.
- Just for today. - Uh-huh.
So it's safe to say today's your last day in town...
- and we'll never see your fat fucking face again. - Yeah. Right.
Let me speak to our mutual friend.
He wants to talk to you.
- Yes. - Make sure he understands, and let him go.
[ Click, Dial Tone ]
[ Beeps ]
- Do you understand? - [ Panting ]
- So say it. - I-I- I understand.
Good.
[ Gasps, Panting Continues ]
Ohh. Ohh.
Ohh, Jesus. Ohh.
[ Man ] Hola. ¿Qué tal, amigo?
Two milk as usual, eh?
[ Hinges Squeaking ]
Hi.
Why did you hide the cigarette?
This building's full of rats.
I didn't want my old man to find out; he's got enough problems.
What happened?
I fell off my bike.
Hey.
Don't tell my dad about the cigarette, okay?
- [ Man #1 ] I don't understand why you're doin' this to us. - [ Man #2 ] I don't know--
Funny how people got memory problems these days; I mean, it must be the sun.
- A man should know when to come out of the sun. - I don't know how it happened.
What's my job? I'm just a holder; I hold the stuff just like you give it to me.
I don't look at it; I don't touch it; I don't even know how to cut it.
Try and follow me-- In June we gave you the dope, it tests 100 percent pure.
Now it's July, we pick up the dope and it tests 90 percent pure.
Now, somewhere between June and July, 10 percent turned to cut!
I don't know. It's none of my business!
I'm just a holder! You give me the stuff, I hold the stuff! That's all I know!
Hey, look, you know, I'm tryin' to help you out here.
But if you're gonna be a hard-ass about it, I gotta disturb him.
And let me tell ya, when he's into his music, he hates bein' disturbed.
I'm tellin' you the truth.
I hope so, because he's got a talent for sniffin' out a lie-- it's scary.
- It's almost like a sixth sense. - ¶¶ [ Classical, Faint ]
Now, are you gonna change your tune, or I gotta bust into his?
I'm telling you the truth.
[ Sighs ]
[ Chuckles ] All right.
Stan. Stan. [ Chuckles Nervously ]
I-I'm sorry. H-He said he didn't cut the dope.
Oh.
[ Sniffing ]
[ Sniffing Continues ]
Of course he didn't.
Mmm.
[ Sighs ] Just do me a favour.
Find out who did... by tomorrow.
Noon.
[ Panting Quietly ]
[ Man ] Malky. Hey, wait.
Hey, I didn't cut your shit!
Find out yourself!
What the hell are you doin' out here? Get inside and do your homework!
- I did it already. - Oh, yeah?
Get inside and help your sister clean up the goddamn house! And stop smokin' cigarettes!
- [ Woman On Television ] One! - ¶¶ [ Television ]
- [ Gargling ] - Two, take a deep breath in!
Take a deep breath out.
Take a deep breath. Inhale.
- Time's up. My turn. - Change the channel, and I'll smash your face.
Ready for the legs. And down. Down. Down.
[ Exhaling ]
- ¶¶ [ Television Continues ] - [ Toilet Flushes ]
Sorry, sweetheart.
[ Aerobics Instructor ] Squeeze. Release. Squeeze again.
Hi, honey.
- [ Television Continues ] - Sweetheart, turn that down. Mama's got a headache.
- She took my turn. - She just wants to watch these goddamn cartoons!
It wouldn't hurt her to move her ass a bit.
I'm not the one with a fat ass around here.
[ Television ] Two and up. Up.
Can someone who's doing nothing all day but watching cartoons...
move her little ass and go get some food?
I dare you to say that again.
[ Exhaling ]
Margie, I think I screwed up.
- It wouldn't be the first time. You always come up with somethin', right? - Yeah.
I think I went a little too far this time.
I think you're goin' a little too far right now. I'm gonna be late for work.
- How about workin' at home today? - [ Undoing Zipper ]
Really feel it. That's it, stomach in.
- One-- - Now it's my turn!
Shit! She's gonna hit me!
- Daddy, she's-- - Shit! Shut the goddamn door!
- [ Television ] Please don't shoot! - [ Explosion On Television ]
Fuckin' bitch!
- [ Television ] Megatron! Megatron! - Firm up the whole body!
- When you use the quadra-step, your thigh muscles-- - [ Telephone Ringing ]
- [ Dad ] Hey, can somebody answer the phone? - I'm busy!
[ Ringing Continues ]
- Hello? - This is Marguerite McCallister,
headmistress at the Spencer School in Wildwood, New Jersey.
Is Mr or Mrs Lando home?
[ Lowers Voice ] Yes, this is she.
Mrs Lando, when your husband enrolled Mathilda at Spencer,
he told us she had "problems".
Well, as you know, we pride ourselves on turning troubled girls...
into healthy, productive young women.
But if they are not here, there is very little we can do.
Now, Mathilda left school without permission nearly two weeks ago.
I know your husband paid tuition in advance for a year,
but if you will refer to page 20 in the rules and regulations manual we sent you,
you will see that unless there is a valid excuse for prolonged absence,
your tuition will be forfeit.
She's dead.
[ Grunting, Panting ]
[ Dad ] Tell that fuckin' kid to do a little work around here and clean up!
I'm tired of this fuckin' mess!
- Hurry up! - [ Yelling Continues ]
¶ Why am I feeling when things could look black ¶
¶ That nothing could possibly go wrong ¶
¶ This has been a most unusual day ¶
¶ Love has made me see things ¶
¶ In a different way ¶¶
¶¶ [ Whistling ]
Is life always this hard, or is it just when you're a kid?
Always like this.
Keep it.
Hey. I'm going grocery shopping. You want some milk?
One quart or two? It's two, right?
[ Clock Ticking ]
[ Ticking Continues ]
[ Rattling ]
[ Pill Crunches ]
[ Groans, Shudders ]
I like these calm little moments before the storm.
It reminds me of Beethoven.
[ Grunts, Pants ]
Can you hear it? [ Sighs ]
It's like when you put your head to the grass,
you can hear it growin'.
You can hear the insects. [ Makes Buzzing Noise ]
[ Sighs ] Do you like Beethoven?
- Couldn't really say. - I'm gonna play you some.
- [ Shotgun Cocks ] - [ Sister Screams ] Daddy!
You better stay here.
[ Panting ]
Aah! Daddy! Daddy!
[ Men Yelling ]
[ Yelling Continues ]
We said noon.
I've got one minute past.
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 ]
[ Sighs ] Toss the apartment.
Toss the apartment.
You're a Mozart fan. I love him too.
I love Mozart!
[ Mock Accent ] He was Austrian, you know.
But for this kind of work, he's a little bit light.
So I tend to go for the heavier guys.
- Cool. - Dude, what the fuck are you doing, huh?
Man, keep your bombacut mouth shut.
Check out Brahms. He's good too.
- What the fuck do you know about music? - Aw, man, knock it off!
[ Panting ]
- You check the mattress? - Nope.
[ Rubber Toy Squeaks ]
- [ Gunshots ] - Aaah!
[ Machine Gun Fire ]
Wow.
[ Groaning, Body Falling ]
Ohh! Fuck!
Stan!
[ Panting ] Jesus. Look what you did.
- Stan, you all right? Stan. - Look... what you did!
- Stan! - [ Gunshot ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Gunshots Continue ]
[ Hammer Clicking, Shells Hitting Floor ]
Hey, Stan. Stan! What are you doin'?
- What are you doin'? He's dead! - But he ruined my suit.
Yeah, I-- I know, but he's dead.
He's a piece of meat. Forget about it. Calm down.
I'm calm.
Stay there, all right?
Okay.
Benny!
- Benny. - [ Gunshot ]
Jesus fuckin' Christ, Benny! It's Malky and Stan!
Take it easy, all right?
- [ Panting ] - [ Malky ] Come on.
Benny!
Come on, let's get a cigarette, all right?
Benny, we're comin' out!
Benny, don't fire!
Get in there!
Jesus fuckin' Christ, Benny!
[ Sighs ] You wear somethin' new and-- Got a light?
- [ Malky ] Take it easy. - [ Door Opening ]
- [ Talking Continues ] - What's happening out there?
- It's all right, ma'am. Don't worry. DEA. Police. - Leave that poor family alone.
- Everything's all right. Just calm down. - I am calm.
- I'm calm. - Why don't you leave them alone?
He said go back inside.
Stan, I think it's better if we go inside, all right?
[ Man ] Benny, turn that kitchen upside down! Find that shit!
Willy Blood, look what you did! You killed a 4-year-old kid!
Did you really have to do that?
[ Doorbell Buzzes ]
[ Weeping ] Please open the door.
Please.
[ Buzzing ]
Please.
[ Buzzing ]
[ Door Lock Engages ]
Benny, there are three kids here.
I think Stan killed this girl,
and Willy, that asshole, shot the little boy; the third one's missing.
Find her.
Aw, shit. Hey, we missed the little girl, man.
I'm gonna try and find the fuckin' super in this goddamn building.
[ Hammer Cocks ]
- [ Television, Loud ] Don't you recognize me? - Me, Grimlock, know you!
Shit.
Yo! I found it!
- Bingo! - Stan, they found it.
- I know. - [ Siren Wailing ]
- There it is. - Mmm. [ Sniffs ]
There's cops outside. We'd better go.
It's the cops outside. We better go.
- You stay here. - [ Sirens Continue ]
What you want me to tell them?
Tell them we were doing...
our job.
What's your name?
Mathilda.
[ Sniffs ]
Sorry about your father.
If somebody didn't do it one day or another, I would've probably done it myself.
- [ Sniffs ] - Your mother, she--
She's not my mother.
My sister, she wanted to lose some weight anyway.
Bet she never looked better. She's not even my real sister.
Just a half-sister. Not a good half at that.
[ Sobbing, Sniffing ]
- If you couldn't stand them, why are you crying? - Because they killed my brother.
What the hell did he do? He's four years old.
He never used to cry. He just used to sit next to me and cuddle.
I was more of a mother to him than that goddamned pig ever was.
Hey, don't talk like that about pigs; they're usually much nicer than people.
But they smell like shit.
Not true.
As a matter of fact, right now I have one in my kitchen that's very clean...
and smells very nice.
- You don't have a pig in your kitchen. - Yes, I do.
I was just in there, and I didn't see any goddamned pig.
Don't move. I'll get him.
Piggy, Piggy, where are you?
- [ Snorting ] - Oh, there you are.
[ Snorting Continues ]
[ Snorting, Sniffing ]
Hi, Mathilda.
- Hi, Piggy. - [ Grunts ]
[ Snorting ] Ohh! Ohh.
[ Snorting ] Ha ha. How are you today?
I've seen better days.
What's your name?
Leon.
Cute name.
[ Chokes, Coughs ]
You have anyone to go to, any family anyplace else?
[ Sighs ]
I'm gonna get some more milk.
Holy shit.
Don't touch that, please.
Leon, what exactly do you do for a living?
Cleaner.
- You mean, you're a hit man? - Yeah.
Cool.
- Do you clean anyone? - No women, no kids. That's the rules.
How much would it cost to hire someone to get those dirt bags who killed my brother?
- Five grand a head. - Wow.
How about this-- I work for you,
and in exchange, you teach me how to clean.
Hmm? What do you think?
I'll clean your place; I'll do the shopping; I'll even wash your clothes.
- Is it a deal? - No, it's not a deal.
What do you want me to do? Hmm? I've got no place to go.
You've had a rough day today.
Go to sleep, and we'll see tomorrow. Okay?
You've been really great with me, Leon,
and it's not always like that.
You know?
Good night.
[ Sighs ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Refrigerator Door Closes ]
Sleep well?
Good, 'cause after breakfast you gotta take off.
- Where to? - Not my problem.
Read it.
- Um-- - You don't know how to read.
I'm learning, but I've had a lot of work lately, so I'm a little behind.
- What's it say? - I've decided what to do with my life; I wanna be a cleaner.
You wanna be a cleaner. Here.
Take it. It's a goodbye gift. Go clean, but not with me.
- I work alone. Understand? Alone. - Bonnie and Clyde didn't work alone;
Thelma and Louise didn't work alone; and they were the best.
[ Sighs ] Mathilda, why are you doing this to me?
I've been nothing but nice to you.
I even saved your life yesterday, right outside the door.
Right. So now you're responsible for it.
If you saved my life, you must've saved it for a good reason.
If you throw me out now, it's like you never opened your door,
Iike you let me die right there in front of it.
But you did open it. So...
Mathilda...
If you don't help me, I'll die tonight, I can feel it.
And I don't wanna die tonight.
Mathilda, you're just a little girl.
So don't take it badly, but I don't think you could do it. I'm sorry.
[ Hammer Clicks ]
[ Glass Shattering ]
How's that?
Mathilda.
Don't you ever do that again, or I'll break your head.
- You got that? - Okay.
I don't work like that. It's not professional.
- There is rules. - Okay.
- And stop saying "okay" all the time, okay? - Okay.
Good.
Hi.
You expect to use that in this hotel?
Mister, I have to use it...
because I have an audition at Juilliard next month,
and I have to practise.
Okay, okay, okay. But not after 10:00, huh?
- Okay, I promise. - All right.
I'll put you at the end of the hall so that you don't disturb anyone, huh?
Would you fill those out, please?
Oh, um, Daddy, can I please fill them out?
You know how I like to check into hotels.
- Thanks, Pop. I'll bring these back in a minute. - Uh, fourth floor!
- Thanks, Mister! - You're lucky to have a little girl...
that's interested in things.
I have a kid, 17, does nothing all day long.
[ Sighs ] Mmm.
Can I leave my plant here while I take my stuff upstairs?
Of course.
Hi.
I'm putting in a name of a girl in my class who makes me sick.
If things get hot, she'll take the heat.
There. Finished.
Leon, I want you to teach me how to be like you.
- I wanna be strong like you, smart like you. - Mathilda--
I know I'm not strong enough yet,
but I could learn the basics, the theory.
What do you think? Just the theory.
I need this, Leon.
- I need time to get my head together. - Yeah, and I need...
a drink.
Don't move. I'll go get one.
- [ Sighs ] - [ Door Slams ]
Salute.
You know, when you told me to get this baby out for you,
I thought my hearin' was goin'.
I says to myself, "Leon's a pro; nobody uses that except beginners."
- I like to stay in shape. - Sure.
Always stay on top of it.
It's like me, I gotta know where everything is all the time.
That's why I never leave this place, except to go from here to there.
Change ain't good, Leon. You know?
Yeah.
Here. Check it.
- [ Sighs ] Make sure it's the right thing. - I trust you.
One thing's got nothin' to do with the other. Remember that, Leon.
I will.
The rifle is the first weapon you learn how to use...
because it lets you keep your distance from the client.
The closer you get to being a pro,
the closer you can get to the client.
The knife, for example, is the last thing you learn.
- Okay? - Okay.
Position.
No.
Never take it off until the last minute. It reflects light.
They can see you coming from a mile away.
And... always dress down.
Never brighter than the floor, okay?
Okay.
[ Sighs ] Let's practise now. It's the best way to learn.
Who should I hit?
Whoever.
- [ Tires Screeching ] - [ Talking On Radio ]
I'll be with you in a second, all right? Thank you. Thanks a lot.
You guys in the suits get lost. I don't want to see you, all right?
This has to look natural.
- [ Mathilda ] No women, no kids, right? - [ Leon ] Right.
- The jogger in the yellow and orange? - Okay.
Keep calm.
[ Leon ] Don't take your eyes off him.
Breathe easy.
Watch his movement.
Pretend you're running with him.
Try to feel his next movement.
Take a deep breath, hold it. [ Inhaling ]
- Now. - Ow.
- [ Men Yelling ] Get him down! - I'm all right. I'm fine!
One shot. Not bad, huh?
- Who the hell fired? - I just can't breathe! Get off me.
Can we try with real bullets now?
Not today. Let's pack up.
- ¶ His wicked ¶ - Here, like that.
¶ Sense of humour ¶
¶ Suggests ¶
¶ Exciting sex ¶
¶ His fingers ¶
¶ Focus on her ¶
¶ Touches ¶
¶ He's Venus as a boy ¶
- No, thanks. - No discussion.
¶ He believes in beauty ¶
¶ He's Venus as a boy ¶
¶ He believes in beauty ¶
¶ And just love ¶
¶ He believes in beauty ¶
¶ He's Venus as a boy ¶
- ¶ He believes in beauty ¶ - "It seemed...
- ¶ And just love ¶ - "to Socrates...
- ¶ He's exploring ¶ - To So- cra-tes."
¶ The taste of her ¶
- I'll do it. - ¶ Arousal ¶
¶ So accurate ¶
¶ He sets off ¶
¶ The beauty in her ¶¶
Leon, all we do is work.
We need a break. Let's play a game.
- What kind of game? - I have this great game.
It makes you think and it helps your memory. It's exactly what you need.
Okay.
[ Humming ]
Ow! ¶ Like a virgin ¶ Ow!
¶ Touched for the very first time ¶
¶ Like a vir-ir-ir-gin ¶¶
- Okay, who is it? [ Clapping Hands ] - I don't know.
Okay.
¶ Happy birthday... to you ¶
¶ Happy birthday Mr President ¶¶
I don't know.
- Eh... - Moustache?
- No. - ¶ I'm singing in the rain ¶
- ¶ Just singing in the rain What a beau-- ¶¶ - Gene Kelly?
[ Sighs Heavily ] Good!
- Your turn now. - Huh?
Okay, pilgrim.
Uh... Clint Eastwood?
I don't know. I give up.
- John Wayne. - I was just about to say that. I swear!
It's amazing. Leon, really brilliant.
Amazing.
- You love your plant, don't you? - It's my best friend.
Always happy. No questions.
And it's like me, you see.
No roots. [ Chuckles ]
If you really love it, you should plant it in the middle of a park so it can have roots.
Yeah.
I'm the one you should be watering if you want me to grow.
- You're right. [ Chuckling ] - [ Screaming ]
[ Screaming, Chuckling Continue ]
- No. No. - Yes, yes, yes!
- Wait! No. - [ Screaming ] No!
[ Laughing ]
No! No. [ Laughing Continues ]
- No! - [ Both Laughing ]
They gotta be jumping out of the plate; they gotta be alive.
It's been a long time, Leon.
I missed you.
And, uh, you missed some nice jobs too.
- Been training. - Training's good.
But don't overdo it, huh? You know, training don't pay as good as working, Leon.
Tony.
All the money I... make, that you keep for me--
You need some money?
- No. Just curious. - Oh.
'Course I've been working a long time,
and I haven't done anything with my money.
I thought maybe someday I could...
use it.
You met a woman.
Leon.
[ Sighs ] Leon, you gotta be careful with women.
Remember when you arrived in this country, Leon?
When I took you in, you were still wet behind the fuckin' ears.
And already, you were in deep shit because of a woman.
- Don't forget that, Leon. - I wish I could sometimes.
You know, about my money.
Maybe I-- Maybe I could give...
a little...
to someone.
You know, to help out.
Hey.
It's your money. I mean, I'm just holding it for you, you know, like a bank.
Except, you know, better than a bank...
because, you know, banks always get knocked off. No one knocks off old Tony.
And besides, with a bank,
there's always tons of forms to be filled and all that shit.
But old Tony, nothin' to read, nothin' to write.
It's all in his head.
I know how to read now.
That's good, Leon. [ Chuckling ] Good.
Uh, your money's here.
Whenever you want it, you just ask me, okay?
- Here's a grand. N- No, come on, come on. - It's okay. I don't need it.
Take it. Have some fun. Go ahead, take it.
- Thank you. - All right.
Now let's talk business. Don't move. I'll go get the file.
Manolo, a glass of milk for my friend Leon here.
Listen, Mathilda. You gotta be careful.
You can't just speak to any guy off the street.
Leon, get a grip. What's the big fuckin' deal?
I was just smoking a butt while I was waiting.
I want you to stop cursing. You can't talk to people like that all the time.
I want you to make an effort to talk nice.
Okay.
And I want you to stop smoking. It will kill you.
Okay.
Stay away from him. He looks like a weirdo.
Okay.
I'll be out in five minutes. Stand where I can see you.
Okay.
Leon, I think I'm kinda falling in love with you.
[ Gurgling ]
It's the first time for me, you know.
How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before?
'Cause I feel it.
Where?
In my stomach.
It's all warm.
I always had a knot there, and now... it's gone.
Mathilda, I'm glad you... don't have a stomachache any more.
I don't think it means anything.
I'm late for work. I hate being late for work.
[ Sighs ]
Hey, how's the practising going?
- How are we today, miss? - A little sick of practising.
I understand.
But you're doing all right. I haven't received any complaints at all.
Well, I put a cloth over the strings to lessen the noise.
Oh. Oh, that's very smart.
- Not everyone loves music. - Yeah, I know.
What exactly does your father do?
- Well, he's a composer. - Oh, that's wonderful.
Except he's not really my father.
He's my lover.
Think I'll go for a walk.
- What are you doing Saturday night? - What about dinner?
- Uh... - Hey, where're you goin'?
- Visiting friends at 6J. - Okay. Go ahead.
- So what about Saturday around 8:00? - 8:00? I don't know.
You got plans?
Meet you here?
[ Sniffs ]
[ Floor Creaks ]
[ Footsteps Approaching ]
[ Footsteps Continue ]
We know you're a busy man, and we'll try to make this as short as possible.
Now, if you'll just take us step by step through exactly what happened.
The guy was here, he went for his gun, bang-- we shot him.
- Where exactly were the kids? - I don't know!
They shoulda been at school, don't you think?
But in your statement, you said you were the first man in. Didn't you see any kids?
The door was broken. What happened? Did you follow the procedure?
I lost a good man here. What the fuck do you want with me?
Cooperation.
[ Chuckles ]
I haven't got time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit!
You want cooperation? Come up in my office, room 4602.
- Kids, you should be at school. - Hey!
- Hey. - Hey, come on, that's my ball!
Hey, give that back! C'mon, where you goin'?
- Damn! Where you goin', man? That's my ball! - [ Siren Wailing ]
Follow the blue car.
I suppose you want me to blast the music and go through the lights, eh?
No, I want you to drive slowly. Take the hundred bucks, and shut the fuck up, okay?
[ Siren Continues ]
I do not want to fight you, but you leave me no choice.
- [ Gunfire, Explosions On TV ] - [ Man On TV ] Boy, you just gave me a great idea!
[ TV Continues Faintly ]
- But I mean a big one! - [ Woman ] Welcome back to E! News Daily,
our 30-minute look at the latest in entertainment news. I'm Bianca Ferrar.
It's for you. A present.
Do you want me to open it? I'll open it.
- How do you like it? Nice, eh? - [ Knocking On Door ]
Mr Maguffin?
Can I have a word with you?
[ Groans ]
Mario, go back to the barber shop. I'll finish later.
Hey, Leon, what's up? All done already?
No, no. Nicer than people, eh?
[ Chuckling ] I told you that.
- You got a problem? - No.
Get the chair. Sit down.
Sit.
I-- I was, uh... thinking.
If s-something happens to me someday--
Hey. Leon, nothing's gonna happen to you.
You're indestructible. Bullets slide off you. You play with 'em.
Tony, I... thought about my money.
You remember the... the girl who came here the other day?
Yeah.
Her name is... Mathilda.
If anything happens to me,
I-- [ Sighs ] I'd like you...
to give her...
my money.
You can count on me, Leon.
- Thank you, Tony. - Yeah.
What do you suppose they're investigating?
Stand up. Don't you like your job?
Food.
- Where you going? - Special delivery, room 4602.
Sign here.
- Come here, come here. It's bad for you. - What?
- Have a nice weekend, girls. - [ Girls ] Thanks!
I'm gonna go to the restroom.
[ Door Slams Shut ]
Special delivery, huh?
Now, let me guess.
[ Rattling ]
Chinese?
Thai, maybe?
I've got it.
- Italian food. - [ Pill Crunching ]
[ Choking ]
[ Panting ]
- What's your name, angel? - Mathilda.
Mathilda.
[ Water Running ]
[ Coughs, Sniffs ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Coughs ]
[ Coughing Continues ]
Mathilda,
I want you to put the sack on the floor.
Good.
And now, I want you to tell me everything you know about ltalian food.
And don't forget the name of the chef who fixed it for me.
Nobody sent me. I do business for myself.
[ Exhales ] So th-th-this is something...
personal, is it?
[ Whispering ] Is it?
What filthy piece of... shit did I do now?
You killed my brother.
Oh. [ Sniffing ]
I'm sorry.
And you wanna join him?
No.
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?
Yes.
That's good.
Because I take no pleasure...
in taking a life,
if it's from a person who doesn't care about it.
Stan!
Stan? Shit, Stan, I've been looking all over for you, man.
- I checked upstairs, I was upstairs, I came down-- - What? I'm busy!
It's Malky, man. He's dead.
Malky was makin' a buy for us from the Chinaman.
Yo, but they got nothin' to do with it, man.
They told me this guy came from the outside, he was a pro.
He was fast. He fuckin' came out of nowhere.
Boom. Shoots the Chinaman dead in two seconds.
Easy, man. I'm a cop.
Then turns around, says something to Malky like--
No women, no kids.
[ Sighs ]
I think it was somethin' personal.
Death is... whimsical today.
Blood, do you hear me?
Yeah, man, I hear you, Stan. Just chill out, man.
Would you take her up to my office?
All right. Yeah.
Jesus fucking Christ.
[ Door Slams ]
[ Mathilda Reading ] "Leon, my love.
"I know where to find the guys who killed my brother.
"Their boss is Norman Stansfield, and he's in the DEA building, room 4602.
"I'm gonna do them myself.
"If something goes wrong, I left you 20 grand on the table.
"It's for a contract. Five grand a head, right?
"I know I'll feel better after I do this.
I love you, Mathilda."
- Wait for me. I won't be long. - Look, I can't park in front like this.
It's a Federal building!
And he's gonna do the same exact thing that I said.
A nine "millie,"
bullets, and another nine "millie."
[ Sighs ] What you plan to do with all these guns, huh?
Maybe she was planning on taking out the whole building.
Holy shit! What do we got here? Lunch.
- Careful, Blood, might be poisoned. - There's no anchovies on this.
[ Whimpering ]
That what you call "I won't be long"? I been hangin' around here for at least ten minutes.
I did my best. Come in.
¶ Happy birthday to you ¶
- Yea! I wanna piece of cake first! - Tony! Tony!
[ Applause, Yelling Continues ]
Uh, Manolo, take the kids in the kitchen.
[ Manolo ] Come on.
[ Gasps ]
I have a lot of respect for your business, Tony.
When you've-- you've killed for us in the past, we've, uh, 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.
My man was killed right here on your turf.
And the Chinks tell me that the hit man...
was kind of the, uh, ltalian type.
So we figured that, uh, Tony might know something.
Wait. There's more.
You're gonna love this.
A few hours later, a little 12-year-old girl comes into my office,
armed to the teeth, with the firm intention of sending me straight to the morgue.
And 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.
Relax. Everything's fine.
- Sleep well? - I never really sleep. Got one eye open always.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
You know, I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much.
- I snore? - Like a baby.
I'm gonna go get some milk for breakfast. I won't be long.
Don't forget the code when you come back.
- Two knocks, then one, and two knocks again, right? - Right.
[ Door Closes, Water Running ]
Whew! Oye, señor. Ring these up, I'm gonna go get some milk.
From here on out, you don't make a sound.
You answer my questions by nodding yes or shaking your head no, you got it?
Is he alone?
Does he expect you?
Do you have keys to the apartment?
Is there a code, a way of knocking, so he knows it's you?
[ Knocks Three Times, Two Times ]
[ Knocks Once ]
Alpha team. Final position. We're ready to go.
Be careful.
- [ Gunshots ] - [ Mathilda Whimpers ]
[ Muffled ] Leon! Leon!
- [ Mathilda ] Leon! - Come on, come on, move, move! Fuck.
Shit.
- Alpha team. Man down, man down. - [ Whimpers ]
I told you. Benny?
- Bring me everyone. - What do you mean, everyone?
Everyone!
[ Sirens Blaring, Tires Screeching ]
[ Sirens Continue ]
- [ Whimpering ] - Take this.
Uh...
Go take a look.
[ Loud Whimpering ]
[ Breathing Hard ]
- Don't move. - Do you see anything?
It's the guy. He's here. He's got a gun to my head.
- [ Whimpering Continues ] - Okay, nobody moves.
- Let the girl go. - Now, take it easy, man!
Let the girl go!
Okay, the girl's comin' out. Let the girl go.
Grab the axe off the wall. Over there. Go!
You're coming with us.
Christ, he shot him!
Bastard!
Move, move! Move, move!
- Shut the fucking water off! - Got it.
Go!
We're in a bad way here. Send the cats. I repeat, send the cats.
[ Crying ] I don't know what happened.
I didn't see 'em coming, I swear!
I just went shopping and I came back, and they were everywhere. Leon!
Stay away from the window.
[ Gunshots ]
- [ Screaming ] - [ Gunshots Continue ]
Leon? Leon?
[ Panting ]
Come here.
Snipers.
Okay, now, get this fucking asshole out of there.
[ Yells ]
How-- How're we gonna get outta here now?
Leave it to me. We're checking out.
[ Screams ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Loud Grunting ]
But Leon, it's not big enough for you.
- It's barely big enough for me. - We said no discussion.
- No, I'm not letting you! - Listen to me.
- I'm not going! I won't go! - Listen to me.
- [ Sobbing ] I won't go!
We have no chance together. But if I'm alone, I can do it. Trust me!
I'm in good shape, Mathilda. I know I've got a lot of money with Tony. A lot.
We'll take it and leave together, just the two of us, okay?
- Go. - [ Crying ] No! You're saying that so I won't worry.
- I don't wanna lose you. - You're not gonna lose me, Mathilda.
You've given me a taste for life. I wanna be happy, sleep in a bed, have roots.
You'll never be alone again, Mathilda.
Please, go now, baby, go!
Calm down. Go now. Go.
Go.
See you at Tony's. I'm gonna clean them all. Tony's in an hour.
I love you, Mathilda.
I love you too, Leon.
[ Yelling ]
[ Panting ]
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, what the fuck is going on up there?
I just said take the guy out, not the whole fuckin' building.
Hey! We've got one breathing here.
Get a medic on the horn!
Hey, clear the hall! Clear through!
- We've got a wounded man here. Make way! - Down those stairs!
Let's go! Move!
- Get that guy off the stairs. Leave 'em on the landing. - Come on, move!
- Get your team back out there! - I got him!
We've got two men comin' down the stairs. Let's hurry!
[ Heavy Breathing ]
You okay? Hey, I need a medic over here!
Move your fuckin' asses! Squad number one, what's the status on the apartment?
Can't see shit. Too much smoke in here.
- Give us five minutes to clear it out. - Okay, you got it.
What, what, what? You're 200 men and you can't find one man and a girl?
Did you find the girl?
Hi, how're you doing? Take your mask off, quick.
Let me see you. That's deep. Right, this one here--
- You're from the third precinct? - Yeah.
[ Medic ] Hmm, all right, let's open up his sleeve a little bit.
All right, fine, put it down, put it down. This one.
You stay there for two minutes. I'll be right back.
Let me put the mask back on. I breathe better with it.
Okay. You're right. Sit tight.
Okay, come on, everybody out! [ Clapping Hands ] C'mon, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Come on, out!
[ People Talking ]
- Okay, man. - Clear the way. Clear the way, men!
C'mon, what are you doing here? Get out, get out! C'mon!
- Stansfield. - At your service.
This is from...
Mathilda.
Shit.
[ Screaming, Yelling ]
[ Siren Blaring ]
Get out of here!
Leon asked me to help you out...
if, uh, somethin' happened, and I think somethin' happened, right?
He put aside a little cash for you,
so what I'm suggesting is that, uh,
seein' as how you're still so young, I should hold the money for you...
until you're older, like a bank, you know, except, uh,
it's better than a bank 'cause, you know, banks always get knocked off.
- [ Sobbing Quietly ] - No one knocks off old Tony.
But it's your money. In the meantime, all you gotta do is come here...
every once in a while, and I'll dish it out so's you can have a little fun, okay?
Here's a hundred bucks to start with.
- Can't I get a job instead? - A job?
- What the hell can you do? - I can clean.
I ain't got no work for a 12- year-old kid,
so get it out of your goddamn head! It's over! The game's over!
Leon's dead! You hear me?
Come on. Come on, you think I ain't hurtin' too?
But he's dead.
And you're gonna forget all this craziness and get your little ass back to school.
Understand? Now take this money and get the hell outta here.
And don't let me see your face 'til next month,
'cause something tells me I'm about to lose my famous kind streak.
[ Doorbell Rings ]
My parents...
d-died in a car accident four weeks ago.
It was terrible.
You know, we didn't have the time to get to know one another when you first came here,
but I want you to know that I'm not the kind of woman to let down a child,
whatever her situation, whatever her mistake.
So, I'm going to help you and do my best to welcome you here again.
But on one condition:
You have to stop lying to me, Mathilda.
I want you to take a chance and trust me.
Now, tell me what happened to you.
Okay.
My family got shot down by DEA officers...
because of a drug problem.
I left with the greatest guy on earth.
He was a hit man, the best in town, but he died this morning.
And if you don't help me, I'll be dead by tonight.
- You know her? - [ Together ] No.
[ Girl ] I've never seen her.
I think we'll be okay here, Leon.
¶ He deals the cards as a meditation ¶
¶ And those he plays never suspect ¶
¶ He doesn't play for the money he wins ¶
¶ He doesn't play for respect ¶
¶ He deals the cards to find the answer ¶
¶ The sacred geometry of chance ¶
¶ The hidden law of a probable outcome ¶
¶ The numbers lead a dance ¶
¶ I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier ¶
¶ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ¶
¶ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ¶
¶ But that's not the shape of my heart ¶
¶ He may play the jack of diamonds ¶
¶ He may lay the queen of spades ¶
¶ He may conceal a king in his hand ¶
¶ While the memory of it fades ¶
¶ I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier ¶
¶ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ¶
¶ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ¶
¶ But that's not the shape of my heart ¶
¶ That's not the shape ¶
¶ The shape of my heart ¶
¶¶
¶ And if I told you that I loved you ¶
¶ You'd maybe think there's something wrong ¶
¶ I'm not a man of too many faces ¶
¶ The mask I wear is one ¶
¶ Those who speak know nothing ¶
¶ And find out to their cost ¶
¶ Like those who curse their luck in too many places ¶
¶ And those who fear are lost ¶
¶ I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier ¶
¶ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ¶
¶ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ¶
¶ But that's not the shape of my heart ¶
¶ That's not the shape of my heart ¶
¶ That's not the shape ¶
¶ The shape of my heart ¶¶