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.
She gets in the corridor. At the end, STANSFIELD laughs together with his colleagues. Mathilda advances until the white sheet on the ground. She crouches down, lifts one end.
Leon's got blood everywhere, but his expression is sweet and relaxed. Mathilda caresses his cheeks.
A man tips on STANSFIELD's back. The group turns and sees the little girl crouched near the corpse. Mathilda kisses Leon's mouth and stands up. She leaves her gun on the floor.
She looks at STANSFIELD, straight in his eyes, with a big smile. STANSFIELD doesn't understand. Mathilda pulls her hand out of a pocket and launches something to him. STANSFIELD catches the object. It's a metal ring. STANSFIELD understands lesser and lesser.
Mathilda opens her overcoat: inside, a dozen of grenades everywhere. One lacks its ring.
STANSFIELD UNDERSTANDS EVERYTHING.
COMPLETE, GENERAL, ABSOLUTE EXPLOSION The shockwave shakes everyone in the street. Still in slow motion, thousands of debris fall on the street. A rain which is even sadder than usual.