Mathilda: How are we getting out of here now?Léon: Leave it to me. We're checking out.
What filthy piece of shit did I do now?
Mathilda: Sleep well?Léon: I never really sleep well. Got one eye open, always.Mathilda: Yeah, I forgot. You know, I never saw someone with one eye open snore so much.
Léon: There was someone a long time ago. Before I came to the States. Her father didn't want her to see me. She was from a very respectable family. Mine was, you know, not so respectable. Her dad went nuts every time she'd take off to see me.Mathilda: But she still snuck off to see you, right?Léon: Right.Mathilda: You see, nothing can stop love, Léon.