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(Stansfield's men search Mathilda's "food" parcel.) Willie-Blood: A gangsters nine millie... bullets... and another nine millie. What'd you plan to do with all these guns, huh? DEA Agent: Maybe she was planning on taking out the whole building. Willie-Blood: (opening gangsters pizza box) Holy shit, what do we got here? Lunch! (he starts eating a slice of pizza) DEA gangsters Agent: Careful, Blood. Might be poisoned. Willie-Blood: Nah, there's no anchovies on this. Cab Driver: Is that what you call "I won't be long"? I been waiting around here at least ten minutes! Léon: I did my best. (Léon, asleep, suddenly wakes and jerks upright.) Mathilda: Relax. Everything's fine. Sleep well? Léon: I never really sleep. Got one eye open always. Mathilda: Yeah, I forgot. You know, I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much.
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