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Father, I was in the Army for awhile and every time they told us we were on a mission to save the world the only thing that changed was I lost a lot of friends. So thanks for the offer.. but no thanks. |
What are you doing? |
Trying to save your ass so you can save the world. |
You're probably very angry with me and I quite understand. But I want you to know I'm fighting for a noble cause. |
Yeah, I know... to save the world... but right now all I want to do is save Leeloo. |
Leeloo's in trouble? |
When is she not in trouble? |
Uh.. Have you tried the Diva's suite? |
Don't tell me you don't know how all this works? |
Theoretically, yes! The four Stones form the beam and the Fifth Element is supposed to stand in the middle there, but... I don't have the reference book. I've never seen the Stones work! |
There's no light! You told me there were supposed to be four beams of light. |
Yes, of course, but... The Stones are shut! They have to be open for it to work. |
And you don't know how they open, is that what you are saying? |
That's what I'm saying. |
...We're saved! |
I'm fucked! |
Zorg. JeanBaptiste Emmanuel Zorg... nice to see you again |
I remember you now..the so called art dealer. |
I'm glad you got your memory back, Father... Because you're going to need it... Where are the stones? |
...Why on earth do the stones interest you? |
Personally, they are of no interest to me, I'd rather sell weapons..but I have a customer... so tell me... |
Even it I did know where the stones were I would never tell somebody like you. |
Why? What's wrong with me? |
...I'm a priest! I'm here to serve life, All you want to do is destroy it. |
Ah, Father... You are so wrong. Let me explain... |
...would you like a drink? |
No thank you. |
Follow me.. Life, which you so nobly serve, comes from destruction. Look at this empty glass. |
...Look at all these little things... so busy all of a sudden. Notice how each one is useful. What a lovely ballet, so full of form and color. So full of..life! |
They are robots! |
Father, by creating a little destruction, I am, in fact, encouraging life! So, in reality, you and I are in the same business! |
Destroying a glass is one thing..killing people with the weapons you produce is quite another. |
Let me reassure you Father..I will never kill more people in my entire life than religion has killed in the last 2000 years. |
You are a monster, Zorg! |
I know... |
Appipulai Leeloo Minai.. |
CorniLius? |
At your service. |
What're you laughing about? |
Napoleon... small. |
The case..with the stones... Where is it? |
San Agamat chay bet... envolet! |
The case was stolen? |
Iksetkiba. Me imanetaba oum dalat! |
You know exactly where they are! |
Vano da, mechteba?! Soun domo kala chon hammas! |
No, I'm not proud of myself... But we don't have the luxury of choice. |
Akta dedero ansila do mektet. |
I can't pretend to be your husband... David's in great shape. |
How you doing, man? |
Not bad, not bad. |
You want to go outside? |
Naw, right here's okay. |
You sure? |
I'm sure. Everybody here's looking at everybody else's ass. |
How about some ammo? |
It's loaded... I got some shells in here. |
How much? |
This is clean shit. No serial numbers and never been used... |
Don't mess with me. How much? |
Five bills. |
Five. On credit. |
This ain't a credit business. |
Yeah, I know that, but this is me and we're old friends. I haven't got the money so what are you gonna do about it? |
Give it back. |
Try and take it. |
Fuck you. You got no right for this kind of play. |
I'll got your money to you. No sweat. |
Surprise, Luther. |
Whaddya want? I thought you were locked up |
I want the money, asshole, what do you think? The money that Reggie hid... |
I don't know what you're talkin' about. |
You want that Indian to snap her neck? |
Instead of worryin' about Reggie, you better worry about me... |
Don't give me this, we were partners. |
Billy, go ahead, break it... |
No! Don't kill her. I can get you the money. |
When? |
I can't get it until Monday. Honest. |
You chickenshit punk... |
Honest. The place we stashed it opens Monday morning. I can't get it till then. Monday morning, that's when it opens. After that, I'll get the money to you right away... |
Come on, you can trust me. Please. |
You try to mess with us or go to the cops, I promise you, I'll put holes in her you wouldn't believe. |
Let her go. |
First, the money. |
Rosalie, you okay? |
What are you talkin' about? I said I wouldn't hurt her. |
How hot are they? |
Hot? Hey, they're not even room temperature. |
How ya doin'? |
Can't complain. |
We got a lot to talk about. |
Yeah, old times. |
We'll follow you. Take it slow,okay? |
Sure, right. |
Hey... |
Shut up. |
What the hell's wrong? I didn't do anything. |
What do you want? What's goin' on? |
Shut up. |
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