| Characters: | Leon, Deckard | ![]() ![]() |
| Location: | In the street | |
| Duration: | 0''55' | |
Script :
[ Deckard sees Rachael across the street, and chases after her. Leon stops Deckard in the street ]
Deckard: Leon.
Leon: How old am I?
Deckard: [ Punches Leon ] I don't know.
Leon: [ Throws Deckard against wall ] My birthday is April 10, 2017. How long do I live?
Deckard: Four years.
[ Leon throws Deckard against another wall. Deckard pulls out his gun, but Leon immediately knocks it away. ]
Leon: More than you.
[ Leon swings and misses Deckard, but punches a hole in a steam generator. ]
Leon: Painful to live in fear, isn't it?
[ Leon tosses Deckard down on his back. ]
Leon: Nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch.
Deckard: Oh, I agree.
[ Leon picks Deckard up by the collar, and slaps him across the face. ]
Leon: Wake up! Time to die.
[ Leon gets ready to gouge out Deckard's eyes... But, Rachael pops some lead into his cranium ]
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