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Léon: The Professional Page #14
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 110 min
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LEON:
It will take them five minutes! How
long ago did they arrive?
MATHILDA:
I don't know... Five minutes.
LEON:
Good! Snipers can't be in position.
Leon gets close to the wall and gets rid of the tents,
allowing light to explode.
Window explodes too: they shoot like never before.
LEON:
...Ten minutes at least... Not five.
In the corridor, cops eventually catch the pressurized pipe
and close the water. On all fours, Leon and Mathilda get in
the kitchen. He gets the axe and the violin case by the way.
Mathilda is more and more nervous. Leon is more and more
concentrated.
MATHILDA:
How shall we get out now, Leon?
LEON:
Let me work. We'll get out, I tell you!
He shoots at the dustbin duct and makes it explode. He
enlarges the hole by axe. Leon throws in the duct his
overcoat, his sack's content, and his violin (grenades,
weapons, etc...). Mathilda then throws in her teddy bear and
Polaroid.
In the corridor, sand bags are becoming a wall, armored
shields and cops multiply. A cop gets in position with a
rocket-launcher and shoots. The door explodes and smoke floods
the interior.
Leon helps Mathilda to get into the duct. She's half in when
she seems to realize something.
MATHILDA:
But... Leon? You'll never get in it!
It's nearly too small for me!?
LEON(smiling)
I know, my love!
Mathilda starts crying.
MATHILDA:
No! I don't want to leave you!!
LEON:
Mathilda, listen!
MATHILDA:
No, no! I don't want to go! I don't
want!
He rudely takes her face in his hands.
LEON:
Listen to me, sh*t! We've got no chance
to get out together! Alone, I will get
out! Trust me! I'm in perfect shape,
Mathilda, now! I slept well! I love you!
I'm happy! And I thought! I'll get all
the money Tony keeps for me and we'll
leave, OK? Together! We'll leave
tomorrow.
MATHILDA:
You say it just to calm me!
LEON:
Not at all, Mathilda! I tell you because
it's true! You'll buy the globe you told
me about and you will choose, OK? We'll
go where you want! I swear, you'll see,
Mathilda!!
He kisses all over her face. Mathilda is a little confused.
LEON:
Come on, go! Don't let them find you! I
finish this work and we meet at Tony's,
OK? Spread your arms to do not fall too
fast. So, good. At Tony's! One hour or
two, OK? I love you, Mathilda!
He kisses her again.
MATHILDA:
I love you too, my darling.
He pushes her. She disappears in the duct.
Leon pushes his back against the hall and dries up his tears.
He shouts:
terrifyingly. In the corridor, three first linecops progress with gas masks; they decide to get in through
the destroyed door.
Mathilda gets in the trash bin. She carefully looks out:
nobody around. She gets out and recovers some weapons.
APARTMENT:
A wounded cop, mask on his face, gets out of the apartment
and out of the smoke cloud.
He's therefore protected and taken over
by another cop. He accompanies him a
little farther.
A BOSS:
Get downstairs, guy, get down!
He slaps him on his shoulder. The wounded cop obeys and gets
to the lower floor. He's someway surprised when he realizes
the stairs are literally full of cops everywhere.
The wounded cop passes by his colleagues and gets down. Cops
everywhere, sandbags. It looks like a trench warfare. He
didn't yet pull his mask off. One makes him sit on a bench
and starts pulling off his mask. A doctor comes in and checks
out cop's arm. He pulls off his mask. It's Leon.
DOCTOR:
It's deep. You'd better get down to the
ambulance, they'll care you properly. A
cop chief doesn't recognize Leon.
CHIEF:
3rd district? ...A mess up there, isn't
it.
Leon nods yes.
DOCTOR:
Let him breathe five minutes!!
(to Leon)
Would you like me to take you down?
Leon shakes his head no.
LEON:
Let me put my mask on. I breathe better
with it.
DOCTOR:
Yeah, right. Get down and wait for ten
minutes. I'll get to check you, OK?
LEON:
OK.
The chief gets away. Everything seems to work properly.
There's just one thing Leon didn't notice: it's STANSFIELD's
right hand, climbing upstairs, who identifies him and gets
back down. Mathilda got out.
She observes, from a corner, the movements in the street.
Police cars and ambulances all around.
IN THE APARTMENT
A cop's checking out the apartment, he pushes kitchen's door
and a grenade falls to his feet. The explosion shakes the
whole corridor. Cops crowd it. Below, Leon exploits the
moment to stand up and discreetly walk downstairs. Floor after
floor without problems.
SLOW MOTION:
Behind him, unheard and unseen, STANSFIELD follows him.
STANSFIELD rises his arm. A gun at hand. The gun aims at
LEON'S back of the neck.
Leon advances and can see just the light filled exit, synonym
of freedom. But his vision gradually gets paler and the image
tilts, without noise. The image is now completely inclined
and gets paler and paler. Overexposed image, then suddenly:
BLACK.
Leon's died. Without even realizing it. Mathilda is still
observing. Stansfield's right hand gets out of the building
and lifts an arm to the sky. He wants everyone's attention.
RIGHT HAND:
It's alright! We got him! It's over!
Some cops clap, others whistle. Mathilda leans on the wall
and cries. Stansfield is in the corridor, near Leon, officers
are congratulating him.
CHIEF:
Sh*t! Never seen anything like this
before!
ANOTHER:
He almost f***ed me, furthermore!
STANSFIELD:
He killed Richmond, my boss, two days
ago... And Rinaldi too! We've been on
him for months.
A chief slaps on his shoulder, but he's embittered, he lost
many men too.
CHIEF:
Nice shot.
SLOW MOTION:
Mathilda appears. She wears Leon's large overcoat. A silenced
gun at hand. Her face is harsh and immobile like never before.
In front of building's entry, two cops look at her, stunned.
This will be their last expression.
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