Kill Bill: Volume 2 (2003)
Director: Quentin Tarantino
Writer: Quentin Tarantino
Release dates: April 8, 2004 (Cinerama Dome); April 16, 2004 (United States)
Stars: Uma Thurman (The Bride / Beatrix Kiddo), David Carradine (Bill / Snake Charmer), Michael Madsen (Budd / Sidewinder), Gordon Liu Chia-hui (Pai Mei), Michael Parks (Earl McGraw / Esteban Vihaio), Perla Haney-Jardine (B.B.), Larry Bishop (Larry Gomez), Vivica A. Fox (Vernita Green / Copperhead), Julie Dreyfus (Sofie Fatale), Christopher Allen Nelson (Tommy Plympton), Helen Kim (Karen Kim), Daryl Hannah (Elle Driver / California Mountain Snake), Samuel L. Jackson (Rufus), Lucy Liu (O-Ren Ishii), Laura Cayouette (Rocket).
Plot: The pregnant Bride and her groom rehearse their wedding. Bill − the Bride’s former lover, and the leader of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad − arrives unexpectedly and orders the Deadly Vipers to kill everyone at the wedding rehearsal. Bill shoots the Bride in the head, but she survives and swears revenge.
Four years later, the Bride, having already assassinated Deadly Vipers O-Ren Ishii and Vernita Green, goes to the trailer of Bill’s brother Budd, another Deadly Viper, planning to ambush him. Having been warned by Bill beforehand, he incapacitates her with a non-lethal shotgun blast of rock salt and sedates her. He calls Elle Driver, another former Deadly Viper, and arranges to sell her the Bride’s sword for $1 million. He seals the Bride inside a coffin and buries her alive.
In a flashback to years earlier, Bill tells the young Bride of the legendary martial arts master Pai Mei and his Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique, a death blow that Pai refuses to teach his students; properly used, the attack is reputed to leave an opponent able to take only five steps before dying. Bill takes the Bride to Pai’s temple for training. Pai ridicules and torments her during training, but she eventually gains his respect. In the present, the Bride uses Pai’s techniques to escape from the coffin and claw her way to the surface.
Elle arrives at Budd’s trailer and kills him with a black mamba hidden within the case full of money for the sword. She calls Bill and tells him that the Bride has killed Budd and that she has killed the Bride, using the Bride’s real name: Beatrix Kiddo. As Elle exits the trailer, Beatrix ambushes her and they fight. Elle, who was also taught by Pai, taunts Beatrix by revealing that she killed Pai by poisoning his favorite meal in retribution for him plucking out her eye after she called him “a miserable old fool”. Enraged, Beatrix plucks out Elle’s remaining eye and leaves her screaming in the trailer with the black mamba.
In Acuña, Mexico, Beatrix meets a retired pimp, Esteban Vihaio, who helps her find Bill. She tracks him to his home, and discovers that their daughter B. B. is still alive, now four years old. Beatrix spends the evening with them. After she puts B. B. to bed, Bill shoots Beatrix with a dart containing truth serum and interrogates her. She explains that she left the Deadly Vipers when she discovered she was pregnant, in order to give B. B. a better life. Bill explains that he assumed she was dead; he ordered her assassination when he discovered she was alive and engaged to a “jerk” he assumed was the father of her child. The two begin to fight, but Beatrix traps Bill’s sword in her scabbard and strikes him with the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique. Surprised that Pai taught her the attack, Bill reconciles with her, then falls dead as he walks away. Beatrix leaves with B. B. to start a new life.
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Kill Bill: Volume 2 (2004) | Transcript
[Man] Do you find me sadistic?
You know, Kiddo…
…I’d like to believe… you’re aware enough, even now… to know that there’s nothing sadistic… in my actions.
At this moment… this is me… at my most masochistic.
Bill.
It’s your ba…
[Woman] Looked dead, didn’t I?
Well, I wasn’t.
But it wasn’t from lack of trying, I can tell you that.
Actually, Bill’s last bullet put me in a coma a coma I was to lie in for four years.
When I woke up, I went on what the movie advertisements refer to as “a roaring rampage of revenge.”
I roared, and I rampaged, and I got bloody satisfaction.
I’ve killed a hell of a lot of people to get to this point, but I’ve only one more.
The last one.
The one I’m driving to right now.
The only one left.
And when I arrive at my destination, I am gonna kill Bill.
[Instrumental]
[Woman] The incident that happened at the Two Pines Wedding Chapel that put this whole gory story into motion has since become legend.
“Massacre at Two Pines.”
That’s what the newspapers called it.
The local TV news called it, “The El Paso, Texas Wedding Chapel Massacre.”
How it happened, who was there, how many got killed and who killed them changes depending on who’s telling the story.
In actual fact, the massacre didn’t happen during a wedding at all.
It was a wedding rehearsal.
Now, when we come to the part where I say, “You may kiss the bride,” you may kiss the bride.
But don’t stick your tongue in her mouth.
(Laughter)
This might be funny to your friends, but it would be embarrassing to your parents.
(Laughter Continues)
We’ll try to restrain ourselves, Reverend.
Y’all got a song?
How ’bout “Love Me Tender”?
I can play that.
Sure.
Yeah.
“Love Me Tender” would be great.
Rufus
he’s the man.
Rufus, who was that that you used to play for?
Rufus Thomas.
Rufus Thomas.
Rufus Thomas.
I was a Drell. I was a Drifter.
I was a Coaster.
I was part of the Gang.
I was a Barkay.
If they come through Texas, I done played with ’em.
Rufus
he’s the man.
Have I forgotten anything?
Um…
Oh yes, you forgot, uh, the seating arrangements.
Thank you, Mother.
Yes.
Now, the way we normally do this we have the bride’s side, and then we have the groom’s side.
But since the bride ain’t got nobody coming, and the groom’s got far too many people coming…
Well, yeah, they’re coming all the way from Oklahoma.
Right…
Well, I don’t see no problem with… the groom’s side sharing the bride’s side.
Do you, Mother?
I don’t have a problem with that.
But, uh…
Honey, you know, it would be good if you had somebody come.
You know, as a sign of good faith?
Well, I don’t have anybody… except for Tommy and my friends.
You have no family?
Well, I’m working on changing that.
Mrs. Harmony, we’re all the family this little angel’s ever gonna need.
I’m not feeling very well, and this bitch is starting to piss me off.
So while y’all blather on, I’m gonna go outside and get some air.
OK. Um, uh, Reverend, sorry, uh…
She’s gonna go out and get some air.
Yeah. Given her delicate condition…
She just needs a few minutes to get it together. She’ll be OK.
(Reverend) Right…
[Flute]
Hello, Kiddo.
How did you find me?
I’m the man.
What are you doing here?
What am I doing?
Well… moment ago I was playing my flute.
At this moment…
…I’m looking at the most beautiful bride these old eyes have ever seen.
Why are you here?
Last look.
Are you gonna be nice?
I’ve never been nice in my whole life.
But I’ll do my best to be sweet.
Hmm.
I always told you… your sweet side is you best side.
I guess that’s why you’re the only one who’s ever seen it.
So you got a bun in the oven.
Hmm.
I’m knocked up.
Jeez, Louise.
That young man of yours sure doesn’t believe in wasting time, does he?
Have you seen Tommy?
Big guy in the tux?
Yes.
Then I saw him.
I like his hair.
You promised you’d be nice.
No, I said I’d do my best.
That’s hardly a promise.
But you’re right.
What does your young man do for a living?
He owns a used record store here in El Paso.
Ah. Music lover, eh?
He’s fond of music.
Aren’t we all?
And what are you doing for a JOB these days?
I work in the record store.
Aso.
It all suddenly seems so clear.
Do you like it?
Yeah. I like it a lot, smartass.
I get to listen to music all day… talk about music all day.
It’s really cool.
It’s gonna be a great environment for my little girl to grow up in.
As opposed to jetting around the world, killing human beings, and being paid vast sums of money?
Precisely.
Well, my old friend… to each his own.
However, all cock-blockery aside…
I am looking forward to meeting your young man.
I happen to be, more or less, particular whom my gal marries.
You want to come to the wedding?
Only if I can sit on the bride’s side.
You’ll find it a bit lonely on my side.
Your side always was a bit lonely.
But I wouldn’t sit anywhere else.
You know…
…I had the loveliest dream about you…
Oh, here’s Tommy!
Call me Arlene.
You must be Tommy!
Uh-huh.
Arlene’s told me so much about you.
Honey, you OK?
Oh, I’m fine.
Tommy, I’d like you to meet my father.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, this is great!
I’m so glad to meet you, sir… uh, Dad.
The name’s Bill.
Well, it’s great to meet you… Bill.
Arlene told me you couldn’t make it.
Surprise.
That’s my pop for ya.
Always full of surprises.
Well, in the surprise department… the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
When did you get in?
Just now.
Did you come straight from Australia?
Of course.
Daddy, I told Tommy that you were in Perth mining for silver, and… no one could reach you.
Lucky for us all, that’s not the case.
So…
What’s this all about?
I’ve heard of wedding rehearsals, but I don’t believe I’ve ever heard of a wedding dress rehearsal before.
We thought, “Why pay so much money for a dress you’re only gonna wear once?”
Especially when Arlene looks so goddamn beautiful in it.
So, I think we’re gonna try to get all the mileage we can out of it.
Isn’t it supposed to be bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress before the ceremony?
Well, I guess I just believe in living dangerously.
I know just what you mean.
(Reverend) Son.
Some of us have places to be.
[Rufus] Sure do.
Look, we got to go through this one more time. So, why don’t you have a s…
Oh, my God. What am I thinking?
You should give her away!
Tommy, that’s not exactly Daddy’s cup of tea.
I think Father would be much more comfortable
sitting with the rest of the guests.
Hmm. Really?
That’s asking a lot.
Oh. OK.
Well, forget it.
But how about we go out to dinner tonight to celebrate?
Only on the condition that I pay for everything.
Deal. We got to do this now.
Can I watch?
Absolutely. Have a seat.
Which is the bride’s side?
Right over here.
(Reverend) Mother, here we go!
Now son, about them vows…
[Guitar]
Bill…
I just want…
You don’t owe me a damn thing.
If he’s the man you want… then go stand by him.
Do I look pretty?
Oh, yes.
Thank you.
(Reverend) What the hell?
(Screaming)
[The Bride] No! Bill!
(Machine Gunfire)
(Barking)
(Bells Toll)
(Bird Chirps)
You telling me she cut her way through 88 bodyguards before she got to O-Ren?
Nah, there wasn’t really 88 of ’em.
They just called themselves “The Crazy 88”
How come?
I don’t know.
I guess they thought it sounded cool.
Anyhow, they all fell under her Hanzo sword.
She got a Hanzo sword?
He made one for her.
Didn’t he swear a blood oath to never make another sword?
It would appear he has broken it.
Them Japs sure know how to hold a grudge, don’t they?
Or maybe… you just tend to bring that out in people.
I know this is a ridiculous question before I ask it, but you haven’t, by any chance, kept up with your… swordplay?
I, um…
[Belches] I pawned that years ago.
You hocked a Hattori Hanzo sword?
Yep.
It was priceless.
Well, not in El Paso, it ain’t.
In El Paso, I got me $250 for it.
I’m a bouncer in a titty bar, Bill.
(Sniffs)
If she wants to fight with me, all she’s got to do is come down to the club and start some shit, and we’ll be in a fight.
I know we haven’t spoken in some time, and the last time we spoke wasn’t the most pleasant, but you’ve got to get over being mad at me, and start becoming afraid of (Bleep), because she is coming, and she’s coming to kill you.
And unless you accept my assistance, I have no doubt she will succeed.
I don’t dodge guilt, and I don’t Jew out of paying my comeuppance.
Can’t we just… forget the past?
That woman… deserves her revenge.
And… we deserve to die.
But then again… so does she.
So I guess… we’ll just see.
Won’t we?
[Distant Music]
[Spanish Music]
Late again.
Budd, can’t you tell time?
There ain’t nobody in here, man.
[Man] Is that Budd?
Yeah.
[Man] Tell him to get his fucking ass back here!
OK.
Budd, Larry’d like a word with ya.
Take a hit.
Be somebody, baby.
You looking for me?
I don’t know what car wash you worked before you came here that let you stroll in 20 minutes late, but it wasn’t owned by me and I own a fucking car wash.
Do you want me to leave?
No, I don’t want you to leave.
I want you to sit and wait.
Larry… there ain’t nobody out there, so…
(Slurring) “There’s nobody out there, Larry.”
What’s your point?
That you’re not needed here?
My point is…
…I’m the bouncer, and there ain’t nobody out there to bounce.
You saying that the reason… that you’re not doing the job that I’m… paying you to do is that you don’t have a job to do?
No…
Is that what you’re saying?
What are you trying to convince me of, exactly?
That you’re as useless as an asshole right here?
Well, guess what, buddy?
I think… you just fucking convinced me.
Let’s go to the calendar.
It’s calendar time.
Calendar time for Buddy.
OK. You working tomorrow?
Yeah.
Mm. No, you’re n… You don’t even know what fucking day you work.
Here. You’re not working tomorrow.
You’re working Wednesday.
Here you are. There you go.
Working Thursday?
Yeah.
I don’t think so.
Friday.
I d… There’s your name.
If you say so.
There used to be your name. OK?
Saturday. There used to be your name.
Oh.
Uh, Monday…
Here. How about that?
…fucking with your cash is the only thing you kids seem to understand. OK?
Now, I want you to go home till I call you.
Till I call you.
Before you leave, talk to Rocket.
She’s got a job for you to do.
And… the hat.
That fucking hat.
That fucking…
How many times have I told you, don’t wear that fucking hat here?
How many?
Customers wear hats.
Well, I’m not the boss of the customers.
I’m the boss of you.
And I’m telling you… that I want you to keep that shitkicker hat at home.
(Lighter Clicks)
(Lighter Clicks Again)
Yeah. Budd, honey, uh, the toilet is at it again.
There’s shitty water all over the floor.
OK… Rocket.
I’ll clean it up.
Mmhmm.
“A Satisfied Mind” by Johnny Cash How many times Have you heard someone say, “If I had his money, I could do things my way” But little they know That it’s so hard to find One rich man in ten With a satisfied mind Once I was wading In fortune and fame Everything that I dreamed for To get a start in life’s game Then suddenly it happened I lost every dime, but I’m richer…
(Dogs Barking)
(Music Stops)
(Music Continues)
How many times Have you heard someone say…
(Groans)
(Music Continues)
(laughing)
(Music Stops)
Now… that gentled you down some, didn’t it?
Yep.
Ain’t nobody a badass with a double dose of rock salt dug deep in her tits.
Not having… tits… as fine… or as big as yours, I can’t even imagine how bad that shit must sting.
(Coughs)
Yet…
…I don’t want to, neither.
I win.
(Coughs)
(Groaning)
Ugh! Ugh.
(Ringing)
Bill.
Wrong brother, ya hateful bitch.
Budd.
Bingo.
And to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?
(Sniffs) I just caught me the cowgirl ain’t never been caught.
Did you kill her?
Well, not yet, I ain’t.
I shot her full of rock salt.
She’s so gentle right now, I could perform her coup de grace with a rock.
Anywho…
Guess what I’m holding in my hand right now?
What?
A brand spanking new Hattori Hanzo sword.
And I’m here to tell ya, Elle, …that’s what I call sharp.
How much?
Oh, that’s hard to say, being that it’s… priceless and all.
What’s the terms?
You get your bony ass down here first thing in the morning… with a million dollars in folding cash… and I’ll give you the greatest sword ever made by a man.
Now, how do you like the sound of that?
Sounds like we got a deal.
One condition.
What?
She must suffer to her last breath.
(Chuckling) Well…
That, Elle darling…
…I can pretty much damn well guarantee.
Then I’ll see you in the morning, millionaire.
All right.
Country Music]
(Men Chattering)
(Grunting)
(Owl Hooting)
(Shoveling)
(Footsteps Approach)
Wakey, wakey.
Eggs and bakey.
(Grunts)
[Man] I’m done!
Get me outta this hole!
(Budd) Good.
(Grunts)
[Man] Whew.
Whoa, look at those eyes.
(Chuckles) This bitch is furious.
(Sniffs) What did I tell ya?
Is she the cutest little blond pussy you ever saw?
Or… is she the cutest little blond pussy you ever saw?
I seen better.
You got anything to say?
White women call this “the silent treatment.”
And we let ’em think we don’t like it.
(Snorts)
You grab the feet, I’ll get the head.
[Belches]
(Grunting)
Hey. Hey. Hey!
Wiggle worm, you see this?
You see it, don’t ya?
That’s a can of Mace.
Mmhmm. No.
You’re going underneath the ground tonight.
And… that’s all there is to it.
I wanna bury ya.
I was gonna bury ya…
(Chuckles)… with this.
But if you’re gonna act like a horse’s ass…
…I’m gonna spray this whole goddamn can right in your eyeballs!
I’ll burn ’em right outta your fucking head.
Then you’re gonna be blind… and burning… and buried alive.
Now, what’s it gonna be, sister?
That’s a wise decision.
This is for breaking my brother’s heart.
(Whimpers)
(Whimpers)
(Thumping)
(Cries)
(Panting & Crying)
(Gasps)
(Rumbling)
(Panting)
(Rumbling Continues)
(Panting Faster)
(Rumbling Continues)
(Panting Continues)
(Whimpers)
(Grunt)
(Creaking)
(Thud & Grunt)
(Breathing Softly)
(Loud Thud)
(Panting)
(Loud Thud)
(Crying & Loud Thud)
(Gasping)
(Loud Thud)
(Thud)
(Whimpering)
(Thud)
(Grunting)
(Sobbing & Distant Thud)
(Grunting)
(Crying)
(Faint Rumbling)
(Sobs)
(Panting)
(Grunting)
(Screaming & Grunting)
(Crying)
[Flute]
Once upon a time… in China… some believe around the year… one double aught-three, head priest of the White Lotus Clan, Pai Mei, was walking down a road… contemplating whatever it is that a man of Pai Mei’s infinite powers would contemplate which is another way of saying, “Who knows?” when a Shoaling monk appeared on the road, traveling in the opposite direction.
As the monk and the priest crossed paths…
…Pai Mei… in a practically unfathomable display of generosity, gave the monk the slightest of nods.
The nod… was not returned.
[note]
Now, was it the intention of the Shoaling monk to insult Pai Mei?
Or did he just fail to see the generous social gesture?
The motives of the monk remain unknown.
What is known… were the consequences.
[Flute]
The next morning, Pai Mei appeared at the Shoaling temple… and demanded of the temple’s head abbot that he offer Pai Mei his neck to repay the insult.
The abbot, at first, tried to console Pai Mei.
Only to find Pai Mei was… inconsolable.
[Flute]
So began… the Massacre of the Shoaling Temple, and all sixty of the monks inside, at the fists of the White Lotus.
And… so began the legend… of Pai Mei’s Five-Point-Palm Exploding-Heart Technique.
And what, pray tell, is the Five-Point-Palm
Exploding-Heart Technique?
Quite simply, the deadliest blow in all of martial arts.
He hits you with his fingertips… at five different pressure points on your body… and then lets you walk away.
But once you’ve taken five steps… your heart explodes inside your body… and you fall to the floor, dead.
Did he teach you that?
No.
He teaches no one the Five-Point-Palm Exploding-Heart Technique.
Now… one of the things I’ve always liked about you…
…Kiddo… is you appear wise beyond your years.
So, allow me to impart a word to the wise: Whatever… whatever Pai Mei says, obey.
If you flash him, even for an instant, a defiant eye, he’ll pluck it out.
And if you throw any American sass his way… he’ll snap your back and your neck like they were twigs.
And that will be the story of you.
[Flute]
He’ll accept you as his student.
What happened to you?
Nothing.
Get in a fight?
Friendly contest.
Why did he accept me?
Because he’s a very, very, very old man.
And like all rotten bastards… when they become old, they get lonely.
Which has no effect on their dispositions, but it does teach them the value of company.
Whew. Oh.
(Sighs) Just seeing those steps again makes me ache.
You’re gonna have a lot of fun carrying buckets of water up and down that fucker.
When will I see you again?
That’s the title of my favorite soul song of the seventies.
What?
Nothing.
When he tells me you’re done.
When do you think that might be?
That, my dearest, depends entirely on you.
Now remember, no sarcasm, no backtalk.
At least not for the first year or so.
You’re gonna have to let him warm up to you.
He hates Caucasians, despises Americans, and has nothing but contempt for women.
So in your case… it might take a little while.
Adi s.
(Engine Starts) Master…
Your Mandarin is lousy.
It causes my ears discomfort.
You bray like an ass!
You are not to speak unless spoken to.
Is it too much to hope… you understand Cantonese?
I speak Japanese very well…
I didn’t ask if you speak Japanese…
I asked if you understand Cantonese?
A little.
You are here to learn the mysteries of Kung Fu, not linguistics.
If you can’t understand me…
I will communicate with you like I would a dog.
When I yell, when I point, when I beat you with my stick!
Bill is your master, is he not?
Yes, he is.
Your master tells me… you’re not entirely unschooled.
What training do you possess?
I am proficient in Tiger-Crane Style, and I am more than proficient in the exquisite art of the Samurai sword.
(Scoffs)
The exquisite art of the Samurai sword.
Don’t make me laugh!
Your so-called exquisite art, is only fit for…
Japanese fat heads!
(Laughs)
Your anger amuses me.
Do you believe you are my match?
No.
Are you aware I kill at will?
Yes.
Is it your wish to die?
No.
(Laughs)
Then you must be stupid…
Then you must be stupid… so stupid.
Rise, and let me look at your ridiculous face.
Rise.
So my pathetic friend…
Is there anything that you can do well?
What’s the matter?
Cat got your tongue?
Oh yes, you speak Japanese.
I despise the Goddamn Japs!
Go to that rack.
Remove the sword.
(Whooshes)
Let’s see how good you really are.
If… you land a single blow, I’ll bow down and call you master.
(Whipping)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Grunting)
From here you can get an excellent view of my foot.
(Thud)
(Laughs)
Your swordsmanship… is amateur at best.
(Whipping)
(Grunting)
Your so-called kung-fu… is really… quite pathetic.
I asked you to demonstrate… what you know… and you did…
Not a goddamn thing!
Let’s see your Tiger Crane… match my Eagle’s Claw.
(Whooshes)
(Grunting)
(Grunts)
(Grunting)
(Grunts & Laughs)
(Grunting Continues)
(Laughs)
(Screams)
(Screams)
Like all Yankee women… all you can do is order in restaurants and spend a man’s money.
Excruciating… isn’t it?
Yes!
If it was my wish…
…I could chop your arm off.
No, please don’t!
(Laughs)
It’s my arm now. I can do what I please.
If you can stop me… I suggest you try.
(Screams)
I can’t.
Because you’re helpless?
Yes.
Have you ever felt this before?
No.
Compared to me… you’re as helpless as a worm fighting an eagle?
YES!!!
THAT’S THE BEGINNING!
Is it your wish to possess this kind of power?
Yes!
Your training will begin… tomorrow.
(Yells)
Since your arm now belongs to me…
…I want it strong.
Can you do that?
I can, but not that close.
Then you can’t do it.
What if your enemy… is three inches in front of you…
…What do you do then…
…Curl into a ball… or do you put your FIST through him?
Now begin.
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Groans)
It’s The Wood That Should Fear Your Hand…
Not The Other Way Around.
No Wonder You Can’t Do It…
You Acquiesce To Defeat…
Before You Even Begin.
(Scoffs)
(Grunting)
(Continues Grunting)
(Grunting)
(Continues Grunting)
(Gasping)
(Grunting)
(Yelling)
(Continues Yelling)
(Rainfall)
(Chopsticks Fall)
If you want to eat like a dog…
You can live and sleep outside like a dog.
If you want to live and sleep like a human… pick up those sticks.
(Sighs)
(Sighs)
(Whoosh)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
Come on, you bitch.
(Grunts)
OK, Pai Mei.
Here I come.
(Grunting)
(Grunting Faster)
(Gasping)
(Wheezing)
(Grunts)
(Gasping)
(Wheezing)
(Breathing Softly)
(Chimes)
May I have a glass of water, please?
(Screeching)
So that’s a Texas funeral?
Yep.
I have to give it to ya, Budd.
That’s a pretty fucked up way to die.
What’s the name on the grave she’s buried under?
Paula…
…Schultz.
Can I look at the sword?
That’s my money right there in that red bag, isn’t it?
It sure is.
Well then, it’s your sword now.
(Blender Whirring)
What’s that you said?
So this is a Hattori Hanzo sword?
That’s a Hanzo sword, all right.
Bill tells me you once had one of these of your own.
Yeah, once.
Yeah? How does this one compare to that?
If you’re gonna compare a Hanzo sword… you compare it to every other sword ever made wasn’t made by Hattori Hanzo.
(Sniffs & Clears Throat)
Here you go.
Wrap your lips around that.
So… which “R” are you filled with?
What?
They say… the number one killer… of old people… is retirement.
People got a job to do, they tend to live a little bit longer so they can do it.
I’ve always figured that… warriors and their enemies… share the same relationship.
So now that you’re not gonna have to face your enemy no more on the battlefield… which “R” ya filled with?
Relief… or regret?
A little bit of both.
Horseshit.
I’m sure you do feel a little bit of both.
But I know damn well that you feel one… more than you feel the other.
And the question was: Which one is it?
Regret.
You know, you gotta hand it to the ol’ girl.
I never saw anybody buffalo Bill the way she buffaloed Bill.
Bill thought she was so damn smart.
And I tried to tell him… she was just smart for a blond.
Thanks a bunch.
(Sniffs & Clears Throat)
(Chuckles)
All Right.
(Hissing)
(Screaming)
(Continues Screaming)
Mmm.
I’m sorry, Budd.
That was rude of me, wasn’t it?
Budd, I’d like to introduce my friend, the black mamba.
Black mamba, this is Budd.
You know, before I picked that little fella up, I looked him up on the Internet.
Fascinating creature, the black mamba.
Listen to this:
(Groans)
“In Africa, the saying goes, ‘In the bush, an elephant can kill you, a leopard can kill you, and a black mamba can kill you. But only with the mamba, and this has been true in Africa since the dawn of time, is death sure.’ Hence its handle, ‘Death Incarnate.”‘ Pretty cool, huh?
“Its neurotoxic venom is one of nature’s most effective poisons, acting on the nervous system, causing paralysis. The venom of a black mamba can kill a human being in four hours if, say, bitten on the ankle or the thumb. However, a bite to the face or torso can bring death from paralysis within 20 minutes.”
Now, you should listen to this, ’cause this concerns you.
“The amount of venom that can be delivered from a single bite can be gargantuan.”
You know, I’ve always liked that word, “gargantuan.”
I so rarely have an opportunity to use it in a sentence.
“If not treated quickly with anti venom, ten to 15 milligrams can be fatal to human beings. However, the black mamba can deliver as much as 100 to 400 milligrams of venom from a single bite.”
Now… in these last agonizing minutes of life you have left, let me answer that question you asked earlier more thoroughly.
Right at this moment… the biggest “R” I feel is regret.
Regret that maybe the greatest warrior I have ever met met her end at the hands of a bushwhacking, scrub, alkie, piece of shit like you.
That woman deserved better.
(Moans & Stops Moaning)
(Cell Phone Rings)
Bill…
…I have some tragic news.
Your brother’s dead.
I am so sorry, baby.
She put a black mamba in his camper.
I got her, sweetie.
She’s dead.
Let me put it this way: You ever start feeling sentimental, go to Barstow, California.
When you get here, walk into a florist and buy a bunch of flowers.
Then you take those flowers to Huntington Cemetery on Fuller and Guadalupe, look for the headstone marked “Paula Schultz,” and lay them on the grave.
‘Cause you will be standing at the final resting place of Beatrix Kiddo.
Marty Kitrosser?
Here.
Melanie Harrhouse?
Here.
Beatrix Kiddo?
Here.
Look… I can be there in about four hours.
Do you want me to come over?
No, no, no, no.
You need me, baby, I’m there.
OK. I’m leaving now.
You go smoke some pot or something, I’ll be there soon.
(Grunting)
(Grunting Continues)
(Grunting Continues)
Ugh.
Gross.
(Yelling)
(Grunts)
Hiya!
“To my brother, Budd.
The only man I ever loved. Bill.”
What’s that?
Budd’s Hanzo sword.
He said he pawned it.
Guess that makes him a liar now, don’t it?
Elle?
Bea.
Something I’ve always been curious about.
Just between us girls… what did you say to Pai Mei to make him snatch out your eye?
(Screams) Ow!
I called him a miserable old fool.
Ooh. Bad idea.
Know what I did?
I killed that miserable old fool.
[Elle] How do you like the fish head, you miserable old fool?
I poisoned his fish heads.
Elle, you treacherous dog.
(Elle laughs)
I… give… you… my… word…
[Elle] And I told him, “To me, the word of an old fool like you is worth less than nothing.”
(Laughs)
That’s right.
I killed your master.
And now I’m gonna kill you, too.
With your own sword, no less.
Which, in the very immediate future, will become my sword.
Bitch… you don’t have a future.
(Yelling)
(Screaming)
(Screaming) Fucking bitch!
(Screaming) Fucking bitch!
(Screaming) I’ll kill you!
You’re fucking dead!
(Screaming) You bitch! You bitch!
(Moaning & Screaming)
I’ll fucking kill you, you bitch!
(Hisses)
(Screaming) Oh, I’ll get you!
I’m gonna…
(Screaming) Where are you?
Lemme fucking at you!
(Continues Screaming)
Where are you?
I’m coming, you fucking bitch!
(Screaming) You’re fucking dead!
You’re dead!
(Continues Screaming)
(cries) Oh… shit!
(Screaming)
(Wind Blowing)
[Choral Music]
[Male Singing In Spanish]
[The Bride] Like most men who never knew their father, Bill collected father figures.
The first was Esteban Vihaio.
Esteban was a pimp and a friend of Bill’s mother.
He ran a brothel in Acuna, Mexico for over 50 years.
His army, the Acuna Boys, made up of the fatherless offspring of his whores, ran Acuna.
He ran the Acuna Boys.
Now, at the age of 80, it would be this retired gentleman of leisure who could point me in Bill’s direction.
Se or Esteban Vihaio?
Yes.
May I join you?
Only on the condition that you call me Esteban.
May I join you, Esteban?
Please.
Americana?
Yes.
I speak a little Spanish, if you prefer.
No, no, no, no.
I prefer English.
I haven’t spoken it in a while, but I would relish the opportunity to converse with such a pretty companion as yourself.
It’s my pleasure to be in the company of such a fine gentleman as yourself.
I must warn you, young lady…
…I am susceptible to flattery.
How may I be of service to you?
Where’s Bill?
Ahh.
You must be Beatrix.
I can see the attraction.
I remember when Bill was only five years old, I took him to the movies.
It was a movie starring Lana Turner.
The Postman Always Ring Twice, with John Garfields.
And whenever she would appear on the screen, Bill would begin compulsively to suck his thumb to an obscene amount.
And I knew from this very moment, this boy was a fool for blonds.
Mmm.
You know… being a fool for a woman such as yourself… is always the right thing to do.
If we had met when I was back in business… you would have been my number one lady.
Well, I’m flattered.
You goddamn well better be.
This… I heard you were driving a truck.
My Pussy Wagon died on me.
The Pussy died. Hmm.
Bill shot you in the head, no?
Yes.
Hmm.
I would have been much nicer.
I would have just cut your face.
You must forgive me.
Please… you have a drink with me.
Clara! (Smooches) Coming.
Dos a ejo.
(Mumbles)
Gracias.
What were we talking about?
Bill.
Where’s Bill?
Where’s Bill.
Yeah. Hmm.
Bill is at the Villa Quatro, on the road to Salina.
I will draw you a map.
Bill is like a son to me.
Do you know why I help you?
No.
Because he would want me to.
Now, that I don’t believe.
Ahh.
How else is he ever going to see you again?
Freeze, Mommy.
Bang, bang! Oh!
Oh! She got us, B.B.
Mommy got us.
Oh, I’m dying!
(Groaning) I’m dying.
Fall down, sweetheart.
Mommy shot us.
But little did Quickdraw Kiddo know that little B.B. was only playing possum, due to the fact that she was impervious to bullets.
I am pervious to bullets, Mommy.
Hey, get back down there.
You’re playing possum.
So, as the smirking killer advanced on what she thought was a bullet-ridden corpse, that’s when little B.B. fired.
Bang, bang!
You’re dead, Mommy.
So die.
Oh!
B.B.
Oh! B. B…
(Grunts)
I should’ve known.
You are… the best.
Oh, Mommy.
Don’t die.
I was just playing.
I know.
I told her that you were asleep… but that one day you’d wake up and come back to her.
And she asked me, “If Mommy’s been asleep since I was born, then how will she know what I look like?”
To which I replied, “Because Mommy’s been dreaming of you.”
That’s what I said.
Did you dream of me?
I dreamed of you.
Every single night, baby.
Every single night.
I waited a long time for you to wake up, Mommy.
Now, let me look at you.
Oh.
My, my, my, what a pretty little girl you are.
You’re pretty too, Mommy.
Tell Mommy what you said when I showed you her picture.
Mnhmnh.
Come on, shy girl.
Mnhmnh.
Come on. You know what you said.
Come on. Tell Mommy.
It’ll make her feel good. Come on.
Mnhmnh.
Yeah. Come on.
I said… I said, “You’re the most beautifulest woman I ever saw in the whole wide world.”
That’s the truth.
That’s what she said.
B.B., don’t you think Mommy has the prettiest hair in the whole wide world?
Yes, I do.
Matter of fact, it’s better than pretty.
What’s better than pretty?
Mmm… Gorgeous.
Very good. Gorgeous.
Mommy is gorgeous.
Hmm. You know, sweetie, Mommy’s kinda mad at Daddy.
Why, Daddy?
Were you being a bad daddy?
I’m afraid I was.
I was a real bad daddy.
Our little girl learned about life and death the other day.
Wanna tell Mommy about what happened to Emilio?
I killed him.
Emilio was her goldfish.
Emilio was my goldfish.
She came running into my room, holding the fish in her hand and crying, “Daddy. Daddy.
Emilio’s dead.”
And I said, “Really? That’s so sad.
How did he die?”
And what did you say?
I stepped on him.
Actually, young lady, the words you so strategically used were, “I accidentally stepped on him.”
To which I queried, “And just how did your foot accidentally find its way into Emilio’s fishbowl?”
And she said, “No, no, no. Emilio was on the carpet when I stepped on him.”
Mmm. The plot thickens.
“And just how did Emilio get on the carpet?”
And Mommy, you would’ve been so proud of her.
She didn’t lie.
She said she took Emilio out of his bowl… and put him on the carpet.
And what was Emilio doing on the carpet?
Flapping.
And then you stomped on him.
Uh-huh.
And when you lifted up your foot… what was Emilio doing then?
Nothing.
He stopped flapping, didn’t he?
She told me later… that the second she lifted up her foot and saw Emilio not flapping, she knew what she had done.
Is that not the perfect visual image of life and death?
A fish flapping on the carpet, and a fish not flapping on the carpet.
So powerful, even a four-year-old with no concept of life or death… knew what it meant.
You loved Emilio, didn’t you?
Uh-huh.
Well… I love Mommy, too.
But I did to Mommy what you did to Emilio.
You stomped on Mommy?
Worse.
I shot Mommy.
Not pretend shooting like we were just doing.
I shot her for real.
Why? Did you want to see what would happen?
No, I knew what would happen to Mommy if I shot her.
What I didn’t know was, when I shot Mommy, what would happen to me.
What happened?
I was very sad.
And that’s when I learned… some things, once you do, they can never be undone.
What happened to Mommy?
Why don’t you ask Mommy?
You OK, Mommy?
Did it hurt?
No, sweetie.
Doesn’t hurt anymore.
Did it make you sick?
No. It made me sleep.
That’s why I haven’t been with you, B.B.
I’ve been asleep.
But you’re awake now, Mommy. Right?
I’m wide awake, pretty girl.
B.B., would you like Mommy to watch a video with you before sleepy time?
Uh-huh.
Mommy, do you wanna watch a video with me before sleepy time?
Oh, yeah!
I would love to.
Which one do you wanna watch?
Shogun Assassin.
No, B.B.
Shogun Assassin is too long.
Mnhmnh.
No, it’s not.
Well, then, I’ll leave you ladies to it.
[Boy] When I was little, my father was famous.
He was the greatest samurai in the empire.
And he was the shogun’s decapitator.
He cut off the heads of 131 lords.
My father would come home to Mother and when he would see her, he would forget about the killings.
He wasn’t scared of the shogun, but the shogun was scared of him.
Maybe that was the problem.
One night, the shogun sent…
[“About Her” By Malcolm Clarine]
My man got a heart Like the rock that’s in the sea Well, no one told me about her The way she lied Well, no one told me about her How many people cried My man got a heart Like the rock that’s in the sea My man got a heart Like the rock that’s in the sea Well, no one told me about her The way she lied Well, no one told me about her How many people cried But it’s too late to say you’re sorry How would I know? Why should I care? Please don’t bother trying to find her She’s not there I was just admiring your sword.
Quite a piece of work.
Speaking of which, how is Hanzosan?
He’s good.
Has his sushi gotten any better?
You know, I couldn’t believe it.
You got him to make you a sword.
It was easy.
I just dropped your name, Bill.
That’d do it.
Well, no one told me about her Well, no one told me about her I suppose the idea is we cross Hanzo swords. Am I right?
Well, it just so happens this hacienda has its own private beach.
And that private beach just so happens to look particularly beautiful bathed in moonlight.
And there just so happens to be a full moon out tonight.
So, swordfighter, if you want a swordfight, that’s where I suggest.
But if you wanna be old school about it… and you know I’m all about old school… then we could wait until dawn and slice each other up at sunrise like a couple of real-life honest…
Now, if you don’t settle down, I’m gonna have to put one in your kneecap.
And I hear tell that’s a very painful place to get shot in.
(Laughing) I’m just fucking with you.
Now… when it comes to you… and us…
…I have a few unanswered questions.
So, before this tale of bloody revenge reaches its climax, I’m gonna ask you some questions, and I want you to tell me the truth.
However, therein lies a dilemma.
Because when it comes to the subject of me, I believe you are truly and utterly incapable of telling the truth.
Especially to me.
And least of all, to yourself.
And when it comes to the subject of me, I am truly and utterly incapable of believing anything you say.
How do you suppose we solve this dilemma?
Well, it just so happens, I have a solution.
Aah!
Gotcha!
(Grunting) Goddamn!
(Laughs)
What the fuck did you just shoot me with?
My greatest invention.
Or at least my favorite.
Don’t touch it, or I’ll stick another one right in your cheek.
What lies within that dart, just begging to course its way through your veins… is an incredibly potent and quite infallible truth serum.
I call it “The Undisputed Truth.”
Twice as strong as sodium pentothal, with no druggie aftereffects.
Except for a slight wave of euphoria.
You feel it?
Euphoria?
Yeah.
No.
Too bad.
As you know…
…I’m quite keen on comic books.
Especially the ones about superheroes.
I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating.
Take my favorite superhero, Superman.
Not a great comic book.
Not particularly well-drawn.
Mmm.
But the mythology…
The mythology is not only great, it’s unique.
How long does this shit take to go into effect?
About two minutes. Just long enough for me to finish my point.
Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there’s the superhero and there’s the alter ego.
Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker.
When that character wakes up in the morning, he’s Peter Parker.
He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man.
And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone.
Superman didn’t become Superman.
Superman was born Superman.
When Superman wakes up in the morning, he’s Superman.
His alter ego is Clark Kent.
His outfit with the big red “S” that’s the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him.
Those are his clothes.
What Kent wears
the glasses, the business suit
that’s the costume.
That’s the costume Superman wears to blend in with us.
Clark Kent is how Superman views us.
And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent?
He’s weak… he’s unsure of himself… he’s a coward.
Clark Kent is Superman’s critique on the whole human race.
Sorta like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plimpton.
Aso.
The point emerges.
You would’ve worn the costume of Arlene Plimpton.
But you were born Beatrix Kiddo.
And every morning when you woke up, you’d still be Beatrix Kiddo.
Oh, you can… take the needle out.
Are you calling me a superhero?
I’m calling you a killer.
A natural born killer.
You always have been, and you always will be.
Moving to El Paso… working in a used record store… going to the movies with Tommy… clipping coupons.
That’s you… trying to disguise yourself as a worker bee.
That’s you trying to blend in with the hive.
But you’re not a worker bee.
You’re a renegade killer bee.
And no matter how much beer you drank or barbecue you ate or how fat your ass got, nothing in the world would ever change that.
First question: Did you really think your life in El Paso was gonna work?
No!
But I would’ve had B.B.!
Don’t get me wrong.
I think you would have been a wonderful mother.
But you are a killer.
All those people you killed to get to me… felt damn good, didn’t they?
Yes.
Every single one of them?
Yes.
That was the warmup round.
Now comes the $64,000 question.
Why did you run away from me with my baby?
Do you remember the last assignment you sent me on?
Of course.
Lisa Wong.
The morning I left, I was sick.
On the plane, I threw up.
So I started thinking: Maybe I was pregnant.
“Easy to use. Remove cap and urinate on the absorbent end for five seconds.
“Accurate results in only 90 seconds.
You can read the results as soon as the line appears in the window.”
(Sighs)
(Clock Ticking)
Fuck.
[The Bride] What I didn’t know… was that somewhere on my journey I had been spotted.
With me in L.A., it didn’t take Lisa Wong long to send an assassin of her own.
(Doorbell)
[The Bride] Hello, can I help you?
[Woman] Hello, I’m Karen Kim. I’m the hospitality manager of the hotel. I have a welcome gift from the management.
[The Bride] Oh, that’s nice. Um… Can you just leave it by the door? … You pretty good with that shotgun?
Not that I have to be at this range, but I’m a fucking surgeon with this shotgun.
[The Bride] Well, guess what, bitch? I’m better than Annie Oakley. And I got you right in my sight.
I could blow your fucking head off.
[The Bride] Not before I put one right between your eyes, so let’s talk. Karen… I just found out… right now… not a moment before you blew a hole through the door… that I’m pregnant.
What is this?
[The Bride] On the floor by the door… is a strip that says I’m pregnant.
Bullshit.
[The Bride] Any other time you’d be 100 percent right. This time… you’re 100 percent wrong. I’m the deadliest woman in the world. But right now… I’m just scared shitless for my baby. Please. Just look at the strip. Please.
Stay where you are and don’t move. … I don’t know what this fucking shit means.
[The Bride] The box with the directions it’s right there.
“Easy to use. Remove the cap and urinate on the absorbent end.”
[The Bride] Blue means pregnant.
I’ll read it myself, thank you. … Oh, OK. Say I were to believe you. What then?
[The Bride] Just go home. I’ll do the same.
(Door Opens)
Congratulations.
[The Bride] Before that strip turned blue… I was a woman, I was your woman. I was a killer who killed for you. Before that strip turned blue, I would’ve jumped a motorcycle onto a speeding train. For you. But once that strip turned blue… I could no longer do any of those things. Not anymore. Because I was gonna be a mother. Can you understand that?
[Bill] Yes. But why didn’t you… tell me then, instead of now?
[The Bride] Once you knew, you’d claim her. And I didn’t want that.
[Bill] Not your decision to make.
[The Bride] Yes. But it’s the right decision, and I made it for my daughter. She deserved to be born with a clean slate. But with you… she would’ve been born into a world she shouldn’t have. I had to choose. I chose her. You know, five years ago, if I had to make a list of impossible things that could never happen, you performing a coup de grace on me by busting a cap in my crown… would’ve been right at the top of the list. I’d have been wrong, wouldn’t I?
[Bill] I-I’m sorry. Was that a question? Of impossible things that could never happen yes, in this instance, you would’ve been wrong.
[The Bride] Well?
[Bill] When you never came back, I naturally assumed Lisa Wong, or somebody else, had killed you. Oh! And for the record… letting somebody think somebody they love is dead when they’re not is quite cruel. I mourned you for three months. And in the third month of mourning you… I tracked you down. I wasn’t trying to track you down. I was trying to track down the fucking assholes I thought killed you. So I find you… and what do I find? Not only are you not dead… you’re getting married to some fucking jerk. And you’re pregnant. I… overreacted.
[The Bride] You overreacted? Is that your explanation?
[Bill] I didn’t say I was gonna explain myself. I said I was gonna tell you the truth. But if that’s too cryptic, let’s get literal. I’m a killer. I’m a murdering bastard. You know that. And there are consequences… to breaking the heart of a murdering bastard. You experienced some of them. Was my reaction really that surprising?
[The Bride] Yes. It was. Could you do what you did? Of course you could. But I never thought you would, or could, do that to me.
[Bill] I’m really sorry, Kiddo… but you thought wrong.
[The Bride] You and I have unfinished business.
[Bill] Baby… you ain’t kidding.
(Gasps)
(Groans)
[Bill] Pai Mei taught you the Five-Point-Palm Exploding-Heart Technique?
[The Bride] ‘Course he did.
[Bill] Why didn’t you tell me?
[The Bride] I don’t know. Because I’m… a bad person.
[Bill] No. You’re not a bad person. You’re a terrific person. You’re my favorite person. But every once in a while… you can be a real cunt. … How do I look?
[The Bride] You look ready.
Well, well, well. If it ain’t the little flower.
[Narrator] Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America and all the ships at sea. Let’s go to press. Flash. Do you have a magpie in your home? If you do, you are most fortunate. The magpie is the most charming bird in all the world. He is the best friend a farmer ever had. Treat him gently. Treat him kindly. And always remember, the magpie deserves your respect.
(Sobbing)
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Oh, thank you.
[Magpie] Now, I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do.
[Man] I ain’t got no headache.
[Magpie] Oh yes you have, brother.
[Male Sings In Spanish]
THE LIONESS HAS REJOINED HER CUB
AND ALL IS RIGHT IN THE JUNGLE
(Yells)
[“Goodnight Moon” By Shivaree]
