— 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.