LEON. THE PROFESSIONAL.
Who'll I aim at?
Leon pulled out binoculars. Mathilda looks for a victim by
telescope. She passes over playing kids.
No women... No kids....
Leon smiles: she learnt the lesson.
Begin from a steady target. It's easier.
She stops on a man who's reading a newspaper. The man wears
a suit, Herald Tribune, fat.
The fat man down there, on the bench.
Mathilda aims at the fat man. One of bench's boards explodes.
The fat man turns his head. He doesn't understand what
happened and resumes reading.
Try again. The same.
Second shot. The bench explodes on the opposite side. The
man is still curious but doesn't understand.
Too much to the left.
Mathilda concentrates again and shoots: nothing happens.
Mathilda wonders whether she missed again and prepares for a
The fat man softly leans down on his side.
Mathilda is happy but, evidently, she expected death to be