杀死比尔Kill Bill Movie Script

The explosion of ammo creates the hysteria of warfare combat.

Yuki charges the Bride, Kamakazi style.

Three more bullets rip into the Bride, the Bride fires up at Yuki, hitting her three times in the body, knocking her off her feet, and sending her tumbling down the stairs.

The Bride shot up, pulls herself to the top of the stairs.

She sees Yuki lying at the bottom, dead.

Yuki's face, dead, eyes closed...then they pop up open... Guess what...she's not dead. Though she's bloody and her schoolgirl uniform is filled with bullet holes she rises. Her head turns in the direction of the Bride... The Bride sees this and can't believe it... They lock eyes Yuki, who no longer has the machine gun, takes out a deadly looking knife and snaps it open with a smile that builds to a scream... She charges up the steps at the Bride.

The startled Bride fires at her...the 9mm's empty... Yuki charging up the steps, yelling, knife raised high... The Bride, hurriedly removes the pistol she keeps in her ankle holster.

Yuki chargin... The Bride c*cks back the hammer Yuki charging, getting closer... The Bride FIRES Bullet hits Yuki, stops her for a quarter of a second, but she keeps charging... The Bride fires again... Yuki jerks but keeps on charging... Bride fires... Yuki jerks, but keeps charging... Bride fires... Yuki jerks, keeps chargin, almost at her, knife raised high... The Bride FIRES Yuki jerks, but keeps charging, knife ready to do its duty... The Bride fires, but her gun jams... Yuki leaps on her with the knife... They struggle for a moment TILL The Bride realizes Yuki's dead. She tosses her to the side.

THE BRIDE:

Goddamn, what a wildcat.

INT. NURSE OWEN'S HOME - NIGHT The phone rings and a black woman in a nurse's uniform with a name tag on it that reads, "B. Owens," answers the phone.

NURSE OWENS:

Hello.

CU The Bride on her cell phone, a business card in her hand, with a number written on the back that says, "B. Owens," and her phone number. She's bleeding from her five bullet holes. Sitting in a pool of her own blood. She's starting to tremble. We can't see where she's at, but it's somewhere surrounded by wood planks. The moon shines into the structure.

THE BRIDE:

Hello, I'm calling Nurse Owens --

NURSE OWENS:

Who is this.

THE BRIDE:

You don't know me, but --

NURSE OWENS:

-- And I don't want to neither. Now I don't know how you got my number, but you can just rip that sh*t up, because --

THE BRIDE:

-- I've been shot five times --

NURSE OWENS:

-- Stop, I don't wanna hear no more. I got problems of my own.

THE BRIDE:

I'm dying.

NURSE OWENS:

Then b*tch, you better call yourself a ambulance, cause I don't do this sh*t no more.

THE BRIDE:

I can't call an ambulance.

NURSE OWENS:

-- No, you can call a ambulance, you just don't want to. But if your ass is really dying, you ain't got no motherfuckin choice.

THE BRIDE:

I do have a choice, and I'm choosing to call you. If you refuse to help me, I'll die. And that will be your choice.

NURSE OWENS:

B*tch, I don't even know you!

THE BRIDE:

What do you need to know? I'm from Earth, I'm a woman, I'm dying, and only you can help me.