Finally the target goes down.

With stoic efficiency the Soldier unwinds the garrotte from around his fingers but does not tear it free from where it cut through the targets flesh, leaving the fishing line as he lets the corpse slump downwards onto the theatre's floor. He understands there is no need to be concerned with the body's disposal himself and therefore thinks nothing of leaving it where it falls before going to exit the theatre with nothing more than a single puzzled glance at what's happening on the screen before he slips carefully out of the door.