The Bride Quotes in Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003)

[first lines]

Bill: Do you find me sadistic? You know, I bet I could fry an egg on your head right now, if I wanted to. You know, Kiddo, I'd like to believe that you're aware enough even now to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. Well, maybe towards those other... jokers, but not you. No Kiddo, at this moment, this is me at my most...

[cocks pistol]

Bill: masochistic.

The Bride: Bill... it's your baby...

[BLAM!]

The Bride: It was not my intention to do this in front of you. For that I'm sorry. But you can take my word for it, your mother had it comin'. When you grow up, if you still feel raw about it, I'll be waiting.

Copperhead: So I suppose it's a little late for an apology, huh?

The Bride: You suppose correctly.

Copperhead: Look, bitch... I need to know if you're going to start any more shit around my baby girl.

The Bride: You can relax for now. I'm not going to murder you in front of your child, okay?

Copperhead: That's being more rational than Bill led me to believe you were capable of.

The Bride: It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack. Not rationality.

Copperhead: Look. I know I fucked you over. I fucked you over bad. I wish to God I hadn't, but I did. You have every right to want to get even.

The Bride: No, no, no, no, no. No, to get even, even-Steven... I would have to kill you... go up to Nikki's room, kill her... then wait for your husband, the good Dr. Bell, to come home and kill him. That would be even, Vernita. That'd be about square.

The Bride: Wiggle your big toe.

O-Ren Ishii: [in Japanese; subtitled] For ridiculing you earlier, I apologize.

The Bride: [in Japanese; subtitled] Accepted.

Hattori Hanzo: What brings you to Okinawa?

The Bride: I'm here to see a man.

Hattori Hanzo: Oh yeah? You have a friend living in Okinawa?

The Bride: Not quite.

Hattori Hanzo: Not a friend?

The Bride: I've never met him.

Hattori Hanzo: Never? Who is he, may I ask?

The Bride: Hattori Hanzo.

Hattori Hanzo: [Serious, switches to Japanese] What do you want with Hattori Hanzo?

The Bride: [Japanese] I need Japanese steel.

Hattori Hanzo: [Japanese] Why do you need Japanese steel?

The Bride: [Japanese] I have vermin to kill.

Hattori Hanzo: [English] You must have big rats if you need Hattori Hanzo's steel.

The Bride: [English] ... Huge.

The Bride: [spanking a young member of the Crazy 88s with her sword] This is what you get for fucking around with Yakuzas!

[with a last spank, lets him go]

The Bride: Go home to your mother!

[the Bride drags Buck's head to the doorjam]

The Bride: [screams] Where's Bill?

[slam]

The Bride: Where's Bill?

[slam]

Buck: [weakly] Please stop hitting me...

The Bride: WHERE'S BILL?

[slam]

Buck: I-I don't know who Bill is!

The Bride: BULLSHIT!

[another slam; then she notices the words "BUCK" and "FUCK" tattooed on his knuckles, and suddenly has a flashback from her coma]

Buck: Well, ain't you the little slice of cutie pie they said you were. "Jane Doe," huh? Well, we don't know shit about you, huh? Well, I'm from Huntsville, Texas. My name is Buck, and I'm here to fuck, ha-ha-ha...

[back to the present]

The Bride: [gently] Your name is Buck, right?

[Buck's eyes widen]

The Bride: [getting angrier] And you came here to fuck, *right*?

Buck: Wait a minute... WAIT A MINUTE-!

[and with a scream of effort and one mighty slam, Buck is dispatched to the hereafter; she goes through his pockets and finds a large pair of sunglasses, puts them on, then finds a set of car keys with a keychain that says:]

The Bride: "Pussy Wagon." You *fucker*...

[one last slam]

Sushi Bar Assistant: [Japanese] What'd ya want?

The Bride: [English] I beg your pardon?

Hattori Hanzo: [English] Oh..."drink"

[makes drinking motion with hand]

The Bride: [English] Oh, yes, a bottle of warm sake please.

Hattori Hanzo: [English] Warm sake? VERY GOOD.

Hattori Hanzo: [Japanese] One warm sake.

Sushi Bar Assistant: [Japanese] Sake? In the middle of the day?

Hattori Hanzo: [Japanese] Day, night, afternoon, who gives a damn? Get the sake!

Sushi Bar Assistant: [Japanese] How come I always have to get the sake? You listen well... for thirty years, you make the fish, I get the sake. If this were the military, I'd be General by now!

Hattori Hanzo: [Japanese] Oh, so you'd be General, huh? If you were General, I'd be Emperor, and you'd STILL get the sake! So shut up and get the sake!

Hattori Hanzo: [English] Do you understand?

O-Ren Ishii: You didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you?

The Bride: You know, for a second there, yeah, I kinda did.

O-Ren Ishii: Silly rabbit.

The Bride: Trix are...

O-Ren Ishii: ...for kids.

Bill: If you had to guess where she was headed next, what would be your best guess?

Sofie Fatale: Guessing won't be necessary. She informed me. She said that I could keep my wicked life for two reasons...

[flashback]

The Bride: As I said before, I've allowed you to keep your wicked life for two reasons. And the second reason is so you can tell him in person everything that happened here tonight. I want him to witness the extent of my mercy by witnessing your deformed body. I want you to tell him all the information you just told me. I want him to know what I know. I want him to know I want him to know. And I want them all to know they'll all soon be as dead as O-Ren.

The Bride: [voiceover narration] As I lay in the back of Buck's truck, trying to will my limbs out of entropy, I could see the faces of the cunts that did this to me and the dicks responsible. Members all of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. When fortune smiles on something as violent and ugly as revenge, it seems proof like no other, that not only does God exist, you're doing His will.

The Bride: How did you find me?

Bill: [off screen] I'm the man.

The Bride: [English] I've kept you alive for two reasons. And the first reason is information.

Sofie Fatale: [French] Burn in hell, blonde bitch! I'll tell you nothing!

The Bride: [English] But I am gonna ask you questions. And every time you don't give me answers, I'm gonna cut something off. And I promise you, they will be things you will miss. Give me your other arm!

[Sophie screams]

Copperhead: Look, if I could go back in a machine, I would. But I can't. All can tell you is that I'm a different person now.

The Bride: Oh great. I don't care.

Copperhead: Be that as it may, I know I don't deserve your mercy or your forgiveness. However, I beseech you for both on behalf of my daughter.

The Bride: Bitch, you can stop right there. Just because I have no wish to murder you in front of your daughter doesn't mean that parading her around in front of me will inspire sympathy. You and I have unfinished business. And not a goddamned thing you've done in the subsequent four years including getting knocked up is going to change that.

Copperhead: So when do we do this?

The Bride: It all depends. When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

Copperhead: How about tonight, bitch?

The Bride: Splendid. Where?

Copperhead: There's a baseball diamond where I coach Little League about a mile from here. We meet there around two-thirty in the morning dressed all in black. Your hair in a black stocking. And we have us a knife fight. We won't be bothered. Now... I have to fix Nikki's cereal.

The Bride: Then give me one of these.

Hattori Hanzo: They're not for sale.

The Bride: I didn't say "sell me", I said "give me".

Hattori Hanzo: [laughs] Why should I help you?

The Bride: Because my vermin is a former student of yours. And considering the student, I'd say you have a rather *large* obligation.

[long pause, then Hanzo walks to the window and writes Bill's name]

Hattori Hanzo: [in Japanese] You can sleep here. It will take me a month to make the sword. I suggest you spend it practicing.

The Bride: [in Japanese] Go-Go, right?

Go Go Yubari: [in Japanese] Bingo. And you're Black Mamba.

The Bride: Our reputations precede us.

Go Go Yubari: Don't they?

The Bride: [in Japanese] Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now.

[in English]

The Bride: Except you, Sofie! You stay right where you are!

Copperhead: So when do we do this?

The Bride: It all depends. When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

Copperhead: How about tonight, bitch?

The Bride: Splendid. Where?

The Bride: [in Japanese] O-Ren Ishii! You and I have unfinished business!

O-Ren Ishii: Your instrument is quite impressive. Where was it made?

The Bride: Okinawa.

O-Ren Ishii: [in Japanese] Whom in Okinawa made you this steel?

The Bride: [in Japanese] Hattori Hanzo.

O-Ren Ishii: [in Japanese] YOU LIE!

[the Bride shows Hattori Hanzo marking on sword]

O-Ren Ishii: [in Japanese] Swords, however, never get tired. I hope you saved your energy. If you haven't... You may not last five minutes. But as last looks go, you could do worse.

The Bride: [after quickly dispatching six Crazy 88's] So, O-Ren? Any more subordinates for me to kill?

The Bride: Go-Go, I know you feel you must protect your mistress. But I beg you, walk away.

[Go-Go giggles girlishly]

Go Go Yubari: [in Japanese; subtitled] You call that begging?

[serious tone]

Go Go Yubari: You can beg better than that!

The Bride: [her first words upon waking from the coma] My baby! My baby!

The Bride: [after finally getting her big toe to move] Hard part's over. Now let's get these other piggies wiggling.

Bill: Pai Mei taught you the five point palm-exploding heart technique?

The Bride: Of 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.

Elle Driver: 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.

The Bride: Bitch, you don't have a future.

Bill: As you know, l'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. But the mythology... The mythology is not only great, it's unique.

The Bride: [who still has a needle in her leg] How long does this shit take to go into effect?

Bill: 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.

The Bride: Ah-so. The point emerges.

Bill: 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.

The Bride: [does so] Are you calling me a superhero?

Bill: 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, goin' to the movies with Tommy, clipping coupons. That's you, trying to disguise yourself as a worker bee. That's you tryin' 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.

The Bride: You and I have unfinished business.

Bill: Baby, you ain't kidding.

Bill: How do I look?

The Bride: You look ready.

The Bride: How did you find me?

Bill: I'm the man.

Pai Mei: [punches through a block of wood from three inches away] Since your arm now belongs to me, I want it strong. Can you do that?

The Bride: I can, but not that close.

Pai Mei: 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?

The Bride: [to the viewers] Looked dead, didn't I? But 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 have 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.

The Bride: You know, five years ago, if I had to make a list of impossible things that would never happen, you performing a coup de grace on me, by busting a cap in my crown, would have been right at the top of the list. But I'd be wrong, wouldn't I?

Bill: [slightly drunk] ... I'm sorry, was that a question? Of impossible things that could never happen, in this case, yes, you would have been wrong.

The Bride: Well?

Bill: When you didn't come back, I naturally assumed that Lisa Wong or somebody else had killed you. Oh, and for the record, letting someone think that someone 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. Now, I wasn't trying to track you down. I was trying to track down the fucking assholes who 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.

[long pause]

The Bride: You overreacted?

The Bride: I was wondering, just between us girls, what did you say to Pai Mei for him to snatch out your eye?

Elle Driver: [flashback showing Pai Mei snatching out Elle's eye] I called him a miserable old fool.

The Bride: Ooh, bad idea.

Elle Driver: You know what I did? I killed that miserable old fool.

[the Bride gasps as they show a flashback of Pai Mei gagging from the poison Elle put in his food]

Elle Driver: [flashback] How do you like the fishheads you miserable old fool?

[Present]

Elle Driver: I poisoned his fishheads.

Pai Mei: Elle, you treacherous dog. I give you my word...

Elle Driver: And I told him, "To me the word of an old fool like you is worth less than nothing."

[Pai Mei keels over and dies, as Elle starts laughing]

Esteban Vihaio: How may I be of service to you?

The Bride: Where's Bill?

Esteban Vihaio: 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 to suck his thumb to an obscene amount. And I knew from this very moment, that this boy was a fool for blondes. Mmm...

Budd: Looky here, bitch, this is a can of Mace. Now, you're going underground tonight, and that's all there is to it. But, when I bury you, I was gonna bury you with this.

Budd: [holds up a flashlight alongside the can of Mace]

Budd: But if you're gonna act like a horse's ass, I'll spray this whole goddamn can... RIGHT IN YOUR EYEBALLS!

Budd: [holds can of Mace right in front the Bride's right eye]

Budd: I'll burn 'em out of your fuckin' head. Then you'll be blind, burnin', and buried alive. So what's it gonna be, sister?

The Bride: [settles down and nods toward the flashlight]

Budd: That's a wise decision.

Bill: 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 going to 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.

The Bride: How do you suppose we solve this dilemma?

Bill: Well, it just so happens I have a solution.

[he shoots The Bride with a dart filled with Truth Serum]

Bill: Gotcha!

The Bride: Goddamn! What the fuck did you just shoot me with?

Bill: My greatest invention. Or at least, my favorite one.

[she reaches for the dart]

Bill: Don't touch it, or I'll stick another one right in your cheek.

Bill: 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 the road, contemplating whatever it is that a man of Pai Mei's infinite power contemplates - which is another way of saying "who knows?" - when a Shaolin monk appeared, 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. Now was it the intention of the Shaolin 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, are the consequences. The next morning Pai Mei appeared at the Shaolin 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. So began the massacre of the Shaolin 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.

The Bride: And what, pray tell, is the five-point-palm-exploding-heart technique?

Bill: 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 he lets you walk away. But after you've taken five steps, your heart explodes inside your body, and you fall to the floor, dead.

The Bride: Now, 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.

[after entering a cafe, covered head to toe in dirt]

The Bride: May I have a glass of water, please?

Bill: He'll accept you as his student.

The Bride: Caught him in a good mood, aye?

Bill: More like a sadistic one. Just seeing those steps again makes me ache. You're gonna have plenty of fun carrying buckets of water up and down that fucker.

The Bride: Why did he accept me?

Bill: Because he's a very very very old man. And like all rotten bastards, when they get old, they become lonely. Not that that has any effect on their disposition. But they do learn the value of company.

The Bride: When will I see you again?

Bill: That's the title of my favorite soul song of the Seventies.

The Bride: What?

Bill: Nothing. When he tells me you're done.

The Bride: When do you think that might be?

Bill: That my dearest, all depends on you. Now remember, no backtalk, no sarcasm. Least not for the first year. You're going to have to let him warm up for you. He hates Caucasians, despises Americans, and has nothing but contempt for women, so in your case, that may take a little while. Adios.

[the Bride sees B.B. for the first time]

B.B.: Freeze, Mommy!

Bill: Bang bang!

[pretends to be shot]

Bill: Oh! She got us, B.B. I'm dying.

B.B.: Oh, I'm dying, I'm dying...

Bill: Fall down, sweetheart. Mommy shot you.

[both fall down and pretend to die]

Bill: [in a narrative tone] But little did Quick-Draw Kiddo know that little B.B. was only playing possum, due to the fact that she was impervious to bullets.

B.B.: [sits up] I am pervious to bullets, Mommy.

Bill: Hey, get back down there. You're playing possum.

[in a narrative tone]

Bill: So, as the smirking killer approached what she thought was a bullet-ridden corpse, that's when little B.B. fired!

[B.B. gets up and pretends to shoot the Bride]

B.B.: Bang bang!

Bill: You're dead, Mommy... so die.

[the Bride is still shocked]

Bill: B.B.

[comes out of it and acts out a huge death scene]

The Bride: Oh, B.B., you got me. I should have known... you are the best.

[collapses to the ground and pretends to die]

B.B.: Oh, Mommy, don't die. I was just playing.

The Bride: I know.

Esteban Vihaio: [after telling the Bride where Bill is] Bill is like a son to me. You know why I help you?

The Bride: No.

Esteban Vihaio: He would want me to.

The Bride: Now that I don't believe.

Esteban Vihaio: How else is he going to see you again?

The Bride: [Describing her pregnancy to Bill] 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 have 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 going to be a mother. Can you understand that?

Bill: Yes. But why didn't you tell me then instead of now?

The Bride: Because once I would have told you, you'd claim her, and I didn't want that.

Bill: Not your decision to make.

The Bride: Yes, but it was the right decision and I made it for my daughter. She deserved to be born with a clean slate. But with you, she would have been born in a world she shouldn't have. I had to choose... I chose her.

[Esteban, an 80-year-old pimp, appraises The Bride]

Esteban Vihaio: If I had met you 40 years ago, you would have been my Number One lady.

The Bride: Well, I'm flattered.

Esteban Vihaio: You goddamn better well be.

The Bride: Did he teach you that?

Bill: No. He teaches no one the five-point-palm-exploding-heart technique. Now, Kiddo, one of the things I always liked about you is you appear wise beyond your years. Then allow me to impart a word to the wise. Whatever - WHAT-EVER - 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 will snap your back and your neck like they were twigs, and that will be the story of you.

Bill: What lies within that dart, just begging to course its way through your veins, is a potent and quite infallible truth serum. I call it "The Undisputed Truth." Twice as strong as sodium penethol, with none of the druggie after-effect. Oh, except for a slight wave of euphoria. Can you feel it?

The Bride: Euphoria?

Bill: Yeah.

The Bride: No.

Bill: Too bad.

The Bride: You want to come to the wedding?

Bill: Only if I can sit on the bride's side.

The Bride: You'll find it a bit lonely on my side.

Bill: Your side always was a bit lonely. But I wouldn't sit anywhere else.

Pai Mei: [in Mandarin] Do you believe you are my match?

The Bride: No.

Pai Mei: Are you aware I kill at will?

The Bride: Yes.

Pai Mei: Is it your wish to die?

The Bride: No.

Pai Mei: Then you must be stupid... so stupid.

[his opinion of Tommy]

Bill: When I first saw him... I like his hair.

The Bride: You promised you'd be nice.

Bill: No, I said I'd do my best. That's hardly a promise.

The Bride: [reading the inscription on Budd's Hanzo sword] "To my brother Budd, the only man I ever loved, Bill."

[Elle and The Bride each have a sword in hand]

Elle Driver: What's that?

The Bride: Budd's Hanzo sword.

Elle Driver: He said he pawned it.

The Bride: Guess that makes him a liar, don't it?

Esteban Vihaio: Bill shot you in the head, no?

The Bride: Yes.

Esteban Vihaio: I would've been much nicer. I would've just cut your face.

The Bride: [in Mandarin] Master...

Pai Mei: [in Mandarin; subtitled] Your Mandarin is lousy. It causes my ears great discomfort. You bray like an ass! You are not to speak unless spoken to! It is too much to hope but... do you speak Cantonese?

The Bride: [in English] I speak Japanese very well... as well as...

Pai Mei: [interrupting] I didn't ask if you speak Japanese! I asked if you understood Cantonese.

Bill: I was just admiring your sword. Quite a piece of work. Speaking of which, how is Hanzo-san?

The Bride: He's good.

Bill: Has his sushi gotten any better?

The Bride: [shakes her head]

Bill: You know, I couldn't believe it. You got him to make you a sword.

The Bride: It was easy. I just dropped your name, Bill.

Bill: [chuckles] That'd do it.

[first lines]

Bill: Do you find me sadistic? You know, Kiddo, I'd like to believe that 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.

The Bride: Bill, it's your bab...

[BLAM!]

Bill: 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 any good with that shotgun?

Karen Kim: 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've got you right in my sights, so let's talk.

The Bride: [doorbell rings] Hello, can I help you?

Karen Kim: 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.

[drops pregnancy test, bends down to get it ]

The Bride: Um... Can you just leave it by the door?

[Karen shoots a hole through the door]

Esteban Vihaio: [indicating the Bride's convertible] I heard you were driving a truck.

The Bride: My Pussy Wagon died on me.

Esteban Vihaio: The Pussy died? Hmm...

The Bride: Karen... I just found out, right now, not a moment before you blew a hole through the door, that I'm pregnant.

Karen Kim: What is this?

The Bride: On the floor, by the door, is a strip that says I'm pregnant.

Karen Kim: Bullshit.

The Bride: Any other time you'd be a hundred percent right. This time, you're a hundred per cent 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*.

[pause]

Karen Kim: Stay where you are and don't move.

[last lines]

a crew member: Ok, mark it. And action.

[man screams in pain]

a crew member: Cut.

The Bride: Oh, come on, let's do it again.

[a crew member laughs]

The Bride: What are you doing here?

Bill: What am I doing? A moment ago, I was playin' my flute. But this moment, I'm looking at the most beautiful bride these old eyes have ever seen.

The Bride: Why are you here?

Bill: Last look.

The Bride: Are you going to be nice?

Bill: I've never been nice my whole life, but I'll do my best... to be sweet.

B.B: [affectionately] Did you dream of me, Mommy? I dreamed of you.

The Bride: [crying] Every single night, baby.

Esteban Vihaio: What were we talking about?

The Bride: Bill. Where's Bill?

Esteban Vihaio: Where's Bill? Yeah... Hmm... Bill is on the Villa Quatro, on the road to Salina. I will draw you a map.

[discussing Tommy Plympton, the Bride's husband-to-be]

Bill: And what does he do for a living?

The Bride: He owns a record store.

Bill: Ah. And what do you plan to do?

The Bride: I work in the record store.

Bill: Ah. Suddenly, it all seems so clear.

The Bride: Do I look pretty?

Bill: Oh, yes.

The Bride: Thank you.

The Bride: Looked dead didn't I? But I wasn't. But, it wasn't from a lack of trying I'll dead you that. Actually Bill's last bullet put me in a coma. A coma I was to lie in for 4 years. When I woke up, I went on with 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 lot of people to get to this point. But I've only got 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.