[The Jackal has just mortally wounded Valentina] [points to her wound]
Press here. Hard. It'll slow the bleeding.
[Valentina does so, and moans in pain, as the Jackal puts a pillow under her head]
Ah. See, that's bad. The blood's almost black. That means the bullet's in your liver. You've got about twenty minutes to live. [draws a heart shape on her cheek with her blood] If the pain gets to be too much, take your hand away, and you'll be dead in five minutes.
[He suddenly grabs her head and whispers cruelly in her ear]
If you see Declan before you die, tell him that he can't protect his women.