Mathilda: You killed my brother.
Stansfield: I"m sorry. And you want to join him?
Mathilda: No.
Stansfield: It"s always the same thing. It"s when you start to become really afraid of death that you learn to appreciate life. Do you like life, sweetheart?
Mathilda: Yes.

Stansfield: That"s good, because I take no pleasure in taking life if it"s from a person who doesn"t care about it.