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WINONA: Hey boy, emm, are you...are you OK? When you said you needed something stronger, I didn't think it was the whole bottle. LEON: Sorry ma'am (hiccup) oh, sorry. Is this your car? I'll move right away. WINONA: Oh, don't worry and it's not mine, but the boss's. LEON: Oh shit. WINONA: [approaches him] Haha, he's and asshole, so fuck him. LEON: It seems that to be a boss you need to be one, but at least it's more dignified than being...a dog. WINONA: Hard time at job? Grab one. LEON: Thanks (hiccup) If letting yourself be beaten like a sack in exchange for a few hundred dollars can be called a job then yes, it has been a difficult time. WINONA: I imagined that all those wounds were not from a simple fight. LEON: And yet have you come to talk to me. Are you not afraid? WINONA: No, why should I be? You seem like a good boy. LEON: But most people do...You can't stay good when you do horrible things for money. WINONA: If what you need is money I can help you. LEON: You don't even know me, why would you do that? WINONA: Because I would have liked someone to helped me before it was too late. [silence] LEON: Thank you... WINONA: Winona, you can call me Winona. And you don't have to owe me anything if that's what you're worried about... LEON: Leon.