Léon quotes

View Quote L?on: I'm sorry about your father.
Mathilda: If somebody didn't do it, one day or another I would've probably done it myself.
L?on: Your mother, she --
Mathilda: She's not my mother! And my sister -- she wanted to lose some weight anyway. Bet she never looked better. She's not even my real sister. Just a half-sister, and not a good half at that.
L?on: If you couldn't stand them, why are you crying?
Mathilda: Because they killed my brother! What the hell did he do? Four years old... he never used to cry. He just used to sit next to me and cuddle. I was more of a mother to him than that goddamn pig ever was!

View Quote Malky: Benny! There should be three kids here. I think Stan killed this girl, and Willie, that asshole, shot the little boy. The third one's missing. Find her.

View Quote Mathilda: L?on, I think I'm kinda falling in love with you. It's the first time for me, you know?
L?on: How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before?
Mathilda: 'Cause I feel it.
L?on: Where?
Mathilda: In my stomach. It's all warm. I always used to have a knot there, and now it's gone.
L?on: Mathilda, I'm glad you... don't have a stomach ache anymore. I don't think it means anything.

View Quote (To Mathilda) Do you like life, sweetheart? (She says yes) Good, because I take no pleasure in taking a life from someone who doesn't care about it.

View Quote Mathilda: Leon, I want you to teach me how to be like you. I want to be strong like you, smart like you.
L?on: Mathilda --
Mathilda: I know I'm not strong enough yet, but I could learn the basics -- the theory. What do you think? Just the theory.

View Quote Old Lady: Why don't you leave that poor family alone?

View Quote Mathilda (on telephone): Hello?
Caller: This is Margueritte McAllister, headmistress of the Spencer School for Girls in Wildwood, New Jersey. Is Mr. or Mrs. Lando home?
Mathilda (faking deeper voice): Yes, this is she.
Caller: Mrs. Lando, when your husband enrolled Mathilda at Spencer, he told us she had "problems". Well, as you know, we pride ourselves on turning troubled girls into healthy, productive young women. But if they are not here, there is very little we can do. Now, 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 page twenty of the rules and regulations manual we sent you, you will see you will see that unless there is a valid excuse for prolonged absence, your tuition will be forfeit.
Mathilda: She's dead. (She hangs up.)

View Quote Mr. Jones: Someone's coming up. Someone serious.

View Quote Cab Driver: Is that what you call "I won't be long"? I been waiting around here at least ten minutes!
L?on: I did my best.

View Quote (Having emptied his gun into a suspect, Stan starts reloading.)
Malky: Stan, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? He's dead!
Stansfield: But he ruined my suit!
Malky: Yeah, I know -- but he's dead! He's a piece of meat. Forget about it. Calm down.
Stansfield: I'm calm.
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Malky: There are cops outside. We better go.
Stansfield, to Willy Blood: It's the cops outside. We better go. You stay here.
Willy Blood: What do you want me to tell them?
Stansfield: Tell them... we were doing our job.

View Quote Willie-Blood: I think it was something personal.

View Quote Tony: You know, when you told me to get this baby out for you, I thought my hearing was going. I says to myself, "L?on's a pro. Nobody uses that except beginners."
L?on: I like to stay in shape.
Tony: Sure. Always stay on top of it. It's like me. I always gotta know where everything is all the time. That's why I never leave this place except to go from here to there. Change ain't good, L?on -- you know?
L?on: Yeah.
Tony: Check it. Make sure it's the right thing.
L?on: I trust you.
Tony: The one thing's got nothin' to do with the other. Remember that, L?on.
L?on: I will.

View Quote Lando (Mathilda's father): I don't know what happened. What's my job? I'm a holder. I don't look at it, I don't touch it -- I don't even know how to cut it.
Malky: Try to follow me, all right? In June, we give you the dope. It tests a hundred percent pure. Now it's July, we pick up the dope, and it tests ninety percent pure. Now somewhere between June and July, ten percent turned to cut!
Lando: I don't know -- it's none of my business. You give me the stuff, I hold the stuff. That's all I know.
Malky: Look -- you know, I'm trying to help you out here. But, you know, if you're gonna be a hard-ass about it, I gotta disturb him. (he points at Stansfield) Let me tell you, when he's into his music, he hates being disturbed.
Lando: I'm telling you the truth!
Malky: I hope so, because he's got a talent for sniffin' out a lie. It's scary. It's almost like a sixth sense. Are you gonna change your tune, or I gotta bust into his?
Lando: I'm telling you the truth.
Malky: (sighs) All right. (to Stansfield) Stan, uh... sorry. He says he didn't cut the dope.
Stansfield: Oh. (he approaches Lando and sniffs the air around him for several minutes) Of course he didn't. Just do me a favor. Find out who did by tomorrow -- noon.

View Quote Mathilda: Is life always this hard, or is it just when you're a kid? [while nursing a bleeding nose, probably a result of her father's beatings]
L?on: Always like this.

View Quote (Mathilda has entered Stansfield's office building by faking a food delivery; Stansfield has cornered her in a restroom.)
Stansfield: Special delivery, huh? Let me guess. Chinese? Thai, maybe? I've got it -- Italian food. What's your name, angel?
Mathilda: Mathilda.
Stansfield: Mathilda, I want you to set the sack on the floor. Good. (He draws a pistol.) And now, I want you to tell me everything you know about Italian food... and don't forget the name of the chef who fixed it for me.
Mathilda: Nobody sent me. I do business for myself.
Stansfield: So, th-th-this, this is something personal, is it? What filthy piece of shit... did I do now?
Mathilda: You killed my brother.
Stansfield: I'm sorry. (he moves in close to Mathilda.) And -- you wanna join him?
Mathilda: No.
Stansfield: It's always the same thing. It's when you start to become really afraid of death that you learn to appreciate life. Do you like life, sweetheart?
Mathilda (whispering): Yes.
Stansfield: That's good -- because I take no pleasure in taking a life if it's from a person who doesn't care about it.