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At the Supreme Macaroni Co, Leon and Mathilda sit at a table as Tony downs a shot of liquor. LEON: I took a hit, I need a hand now. I know she's young but she learns fast. Kids need to be shaped into something right? TONY: Yeah I know, I told you that, but isn't there an age limit? LEON: She's eighteen. TONY: Oh really. LEON: How about something to drink Tony? TONY: Yeah sure, Manolo, glass of milk for Leon MATHILDA: (She looks at Tony) Nice Tattoo. TONY: Manolo make that two. Later in the hallway of an apartment building Leon and Mathilda walk up to a door. He asks Mathilda for the gum she's chewing and puts it over the eyehole. From his holster Leon produces a large pair of twin handled bolt cutters. LEON: First thing you want to do is find the chain. You can't see it but you can feel it, here... (Leon places the bolt cutters where he predicts the chain is) ring the doorbell. Talk to him. Get him to open the door. (Mathilda rings the doorbell) VOICE: Who is it? MATHILDA: It's Cynthia. VOICE: Sorry kid, you've got the wrong apartment. Why don't you step back so I can see you? MATHILDA: It's dark out here mister. I can't see anything. I'm scared. VOICE: Hold on... As soon as the door opens Leon snaps the chain, pushes in and jams a pistol in a tattooed Drug Dealer's mouth. Mathilda follows him into the apartment, taking the gum and closing the door behind her. LEON: If you let go, I will put a bullet in you. Capiche? (Mathilda looks around and finds some weighing scales and a large stash of powder on a table.) DEALER: It's not my dope, mister. I swear to you it's not my dope. LEON: Up against the wall. (The dealer moves, nearly falling over a couch in the process.)
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