— You're gonna lose, Mathilda. There's a round in the chamber, I heard it.
— So what? What's it to you if I end up with a bullet in the head, huh?
— Nothing.
— I hope you're not lying, Leon. I really hope that down deep inside there's no love in you. Cos if there is just a little bit of love in you for me, I think that in a few minutes you're gonna regret you never said anything. I love you, Leon.
— Leon, I think I'm kind of falling in love with you.
— ...
— It's the first time for me, you know?
— How do you know it's love if you've never been in love before?
— Cos I feel it...
— Where?
— In my stomach. It's all warm. I always had a knot there, and now...it's gone.
— Mathilda, I'm glad you don't have a stomach ache anymore. I don't think that means anything...
about the potted plant
— You need some time to grow up a little.
— I finished growing up, Leon. I just get older.
— Is life always this hard, or is it just when you're a kid?
— Always like this.