Her last line has an effect on the hard-hearted nurse.
NURSE OWENS:
Okay, where you at?
THE BRIDE:
I'm in Hawthorne. I'm hiding in a kids treehouse. It's a street called, "Dimmick". 1-7-3-6 Dimmick Avenue. There's a bunch of police cars and firetrucks, about two blocks away.
NURSE OWENS:
Whatcha do, crawl two blocks?
THE BRIDE:
If you can't walk, you better crawl.
Nurse Owens likes that last line.
NURSE OWENS:
You got you some money dontcha, or am I doin this out of the goodness of my heart?
THE BRIDE:
You come and get me, today's pay day.
NURSE OWENS:
You ain't too far away. You gonna bleed to death I get there in a half a hour?
THE BRIDE:
Probably.
NURSE OWENS:
Okay, I'll be there in fifteen minutes.
THE BRIDE:
Is that Pacific Standard Time, or C.P.T.?
NURSE OWENS:
Just you better be there when I get there, and you better be shot five times, and your bony ass better be on your last motherfuckin legs.
THE BRIDE:
How do you know I have a bony ass?
NURSE OWENS:
You sound like you have a bony ass.
The Nurse hangs up the phone.
INT. TREEHOUSE - NIGHT The Bride sits in her own blood waiting for Nurse Owens.
Nurse Owens' head pops up from the door in the floor.
THE BRIDE:
Glad you made it.
NURSE OWENS:
There's cops all over here, I had to be cool. They tend to notice things like Negroes sneaking around people's backyards.
The nurse hands the Bride a big bottle of Wild Turkey.
THE BRIDE:
What's that?
NURSE OWENS:
This sh*t's gonna hurt, and I ain't got no anesthetic.