Jean Reno credited as playing...
Leon
- Mathilda: Leon, I think I'm kinda falling in love with you.
- [Leon chokes on his milk]
- Mathilda: It's the first time for me, you know?
- Léon: [wiping himself off] How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before?
- Mathilda: 'Cause I feel it.
- Léon: Where?
- Mathilda: [stoking her stomach] In my stomach. It's all warm. I always had a knot there and now... it's gone.
- Léon: Mathilda, I'm glad you don't have a stomach ache any more. I don't think it means anything.
- Léon: Stansfield?
- Stansfield: At your service.
- Léon: [handing him something] This is from... Mathilda.
- Stansfield: [sees that it's a pin for a grenade] Shit.
- Léon: 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.
- Mathilda: [Mathilda, crying about her brother's murder and her stepmother] I was more of a mother to him than that goddamn pig ever was!
- Léon: Hey, don't talk like that about pigs. They're usually much nicer than people.
- Mathilda: But they smell like shit.
- Léon: Not true. As a matter of fact, right now I have one in my kitchen that's very clean and smells very nice.
- Mathilda: You don't have a pig in your kitchen.
- Léon: Yes, I do.
- Mathilda: I was just in there and I didn't see any goddamned pig.
- Léon: Don't move. I'll get him.
- [Léon goes into the kitchen]
- Léon: Piggy? Piggy? Where are you?
- Léon: [oinking noises are heard in the kitchen] Oink, oink! Ah, there you are.
- Léon: [more oinking, then a cartoon pig pot holder sticks its 'head' around the corner] Hi, Mathilda.
- Mathilda: [she smiles] Hi, piggy.
- Léon: There was someone a long time ago. Before I came to the States. Her father didn'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.
- Mathilda: But she still snuck off to see you, right?
- Léon: Right.
- Mathilda: You see, nothing can stop love, Léon.
- Mathilda: Do you "clean" anyone?
- Léon: No women, no kids, that's the rules.
- Mathilda: How much would it cost to hire someone to get those dirtbags who killed my brother?
- Léon: Five grand a head.
- Mathilda: Wow. How about this: I work for you; in exchange, you teach me how to clean. Hmmm? What do you think? I'll clean your place, I'll do the shopping, I'll even wash your clothes. Is it a deal?
- Léon: He killed her. One shot to the head. They kept him in jail for two days. They let him go free. They said it was an accident. So, one night I waited for him. 500 feet with a lens. He also had an accident.
- Léon: When it's tough like this, you know it's gonna be ugly. Better make it quick, or else you will be here all day listening to his crap.