这个杀手不太冷Léon: The Professional Movie Script

COP (determined) Mister? I'd like seeing your papers.

Leon already pulled out his gun and showed his identity.

Thrice.

LEON:

Come on, prepare your stuff, we move in a much calmer place, you'll see. Near the country.

Leon doesn't care he just killed three cops.

Mathilda puts her Polaroid and her teddy bear in her sack. A photo falls on the ground. They leave the apartment. No more double bass. Just violin and sack.

While going downstairs, one realizes how difficult Leon's

climb was:

killed cops at virtually every floor.

They get out of the backdoor. Leon and Mathilda, holding each other's hand, walk across the city. Sun's tired. City's orange.

* * * * * * * * * * It's almost night when Stansfield and his men arrive in front of Leon and Mathilda's building. In the apartment, three corpses covered by white sheets.

Police commander on place. STANSFIELD gets in.

COMMANDER (nervous) ...What are you doing in here?

Stansfield checks out the apartment.

STANSFIELD:

...I've been following the guy for a while.

STANSFIELD finds the forgotten Polaroid photo.

STANSFIELD is perplexed, then recognizes the girl.

COMMANDER:

May I know this typhoon's name?

STANSFIELD:

...Leon.

* * * * * * * * * * Leon's having a shower. Face in his hands. Evidently, he's trying to recover. New apartment's door opens, after a few knocks that look like a code. Mathilda gets in. Leon quickly moves in the bathroom. His hand approaches a gun.

LEON:

Mathilda?

Mathilda passes before bathroom's door and scratches it without stopping.

MATHILDA:

Yes... Alright.

She gets in the room and unpacks her things, including cosmetics. She gets close to the window and starts making up herself.

Leon in a towel, small for his size. He gets in the living room.

LEON:

Mathilda?