Somebody’s coming up. Somebody serious.
Open your eyes. We got company.
I got hail of Bolivia sitting in them suitcases. Hasn’t even been cut yet.
What’s my job? I’m just a holder. I hold the stuff you give to me. I don’t look at it to touch it. I don’t know how to cut it.
Try to 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. Somewhere between June and July, ten percent turned to cut! When he’s listening into his music, he hates being disturbed. Because he’s got a talent for sniffing out a lie. It’s scary. It’s almost like a sixth sense.
When your husband enrolled Mathilda at Spencer, he told us she had “problems”. As you know, we pride ourselves on turing doubled girls into healthy, productive young women. But if they are not here, there is very little we can do. 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 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.
Is life always this hard, or is it just when you’re a kid? —Always like this.
I like these calm little moments before the storm. It reminds me of Beethoven. It’s like when you put your head to the grass, you can hear it growing. You can hear the insects. You don’t like Beethoven. You don’t know what you are missing. Overturns 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. I love Mozart! He was Austrian, you know. But for his kind of work, he’s little bit light. So I tend to go for the heavier guys.
If somebody didn’t do it one day or another, I would have probably done it myself. She’s not even my real sister. Just half sister. Not a good half at that.
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 like you let me die right there in front of it. But you did open it. So if you don’t help me. I’ll die tonight. I can feel it.
I’m putting in a name of a girl in my class who makes me sick. If things get hot, she will take the heat.
I need this, Leo. I need time to get my head together. I like to stay in shape. Always stay on top of it. It’s like me. I gotta know where everything is all the time. I never leave this place, except to go from here to there.
The rifle is the first weapon you learn how to use, because it lets you keep your distance form 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 can learn.
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? 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. Now.
Always happy, no questions. It’s like me, you see, no roots. —If you really love it, you should plant it in a park so it can have roots. You should be watering me if you want me to grow.
They gotta be jumping out of the plate. They gotta be alive.
Training is good, but don’t overdo it. You gotta be careful with women. Remember when you arrived this country? When I took you in, you were still wet behind the fucking ears, and, already, you were in deep ship because of a woman. Don’t forget that, Leon.
I want you to stop cursing. I want you to make an effort to talk nice. Stay away from him, he looks like a weirdo.
How do you know it’s love if you’ve never been in love before?—Cause I fee it.
Where? —In my stomach. It’s all warm. I always had a knot there, and now it’s gone.
I put a cloth over the strings to lessen the noise.
Revenge is not good once you’re done. Believe. It’s better to forget. Nothing’s the same after you’ve killed someone. Your life is changed forever. You have to sleep with one eye open for the rest of your life.
I don’t give a shit about sleeping, Leon. I want love or death. That’s it.
Get off my case, Mathilda. I’m tired of your games.—There’s really great game. Makes people nicer. Starts them thinking. If I win you keep me with you for life.
And if you lose? —Go shopping alone, like before. What’s to you if I end up with a bullet in the head? —Nothing.
I really hope that deep down inside there’s no love in you. Because if there is just a little bot love in there for me, I think that in a few minutes you’ll regret you never said anything. I love in, Leon.
First you find out where the chain is. You can’s see it, but you can feel it. Here. I’ll ring, you start talking. —What do I say? Whatever you want.
The first shot takes him out of order. The second finishes him off. Never in the face. If they can’t recognize the client, you don’t get paid. You could take out anybody and said you did the job.
You see, when you use the silencer a lot, you have to put a piece of cloth here. Because it gets very hot and coulee burn it inside. A damp, black cloth is the best.
I know, but we’re making an exception for your first time. —Well, if we’re making exceptions for a job well-done, how about a kiss, like in the movies?
When it’s tough like this, you know it’s gonna be ugly. Better make it quick or else we’ll be all day listening to his crap.
If something happens to me someday.—You’re indestructible. Bullets slide off you. You play with’em. You can count on me, Leon.
This one is too big. —Yeah, and I only get the leftovers, is that it?
Mathilda, since I met you everything’s been different. So I just need some time alone. You need some time to grow up a little. —I finished growing up, Leon. I just get older.
For me it’s the opposite. I’m old enough. I need time to grow up.
It’s when you start to become really afraid of death that you learn to appreciate life. Do you like life, sweetheart?
That’s good. Because I take no pleasure in taking a life if it’s from a person who doesn’t care about it.
He was a pro. He was fast. He fucking’ came out of nowhere. Boom, shoots the Chinaman dead in two seconds.
Death is whimsical today.
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 magazines. 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 cigarettes. Will I like it the first time?
There was someone a long time ago. Before I came to the States. Her father did’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. —She still snuck off to see you, right? See, nothing can stop love, Leon.
He killed her. One shot through the head. They kept him in jail for two days, and they let them go free. They said it was an accident. One night I waited for him, five hundred feet with a lens, he also had an accident. The same night I took a boat and came here to meet up with my father who was working for Tony. I was 19. Since then I’ve never left the city, and…I’ve never had another girlfriend. I wouldn’t be a good lover.
Would you do me one favor? I’m sick of watching you sleep on your chair. We’re gonna share the bed.
I hope you’ll excuse my mood. My man was killed right here on your turf. The Chinks tell me that the hit man was kind of the Italian type. So we figure that Tony might know something. 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 death. With the firm intention of sending me to the morgue. The very same Italian hit man. I’m dying to meet him.
I never really sleep. Got one eye open always. I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much.
Don’t forget the code when you come back.
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.