Wait for me. l won't be long. l can't park in front like this, it's a federal building !
Léon: The Professional
2.3s
Jesus fucking Christ!
Léon: The Professional
18.4s
Malky was making a buy for us from the Chinamen. But they got nothing to do with it, man. They told me, this guy came from the outside. He was a pro. He was fast. He fucking came outta nowhere. Boom. Shoots the Chinamen dead in two seconds.
Léon: The Professional
18.7s
Easy, man. l'm a cop. Then turns around, says something to Malky like. . . No women, no kids. l think it was something personal.
Léon: The Professional
5.1s
What did you plan to do with all these guns? Maybe she was planning on taking out the whole building.
Léon: The Professional
9.8s
She's gonna do the same exact thing like l said. . . Nine-milli, bullets and another nine-milli.
Léon: The Professional
7.9s
Shit, Stan. l've been looking all over for you, man. What? l'm busy. lt's Malky, man. He's dead.
Léon: The Professional
3.7s
Holy shit! What've we got here? Lunch.
Léon: The Professional
4.5s
Do you like it? Yes.
Léon: The Professional
5.9s
- Cool. - What the fuck are you doing? Man, keep your bombaclot mouth shut.
Léon: The Professional
21.3s
You're a Mozart fan. l love him, too. l love Mozart! He was Austrian, you know. But for this kind of work. . . he's a little bit light. So l tend to go for the heavier guys.
Léon: The Professional
28.3s
You don't know what you're missing. Overtures like that get my juices flowing. So powerful! But after his openings, to be honest, he does tend to get a little fucking boring. That's why l stopped ! Toss the apartment.
Léon: The Professional
2.4s
- Fuck! - Stan !
Léon: The Professional
2.8s
- Checked the mattress? - Nope.
Léon: The Professional
3.7s
What the fuck do you know about music? Knock it off!
Léon: The Professional
2.3s
Check out Brahms, he's good, too.
Léon: The Professional
24.9s
And my sister, she wanted to lose some weight anyway. But she never looked better. Not even my real sister. Just a half-sister, and not a good half at that. lf you couldn't stand them, why are you crying? Because they killed my brother.
