杀死比尔Kill Bill Movie Script

VERNITA:

*(BLEEP)*

THE BRIDE:

- I'm not through telling you.

Failure to keep our date, or duplicity of any kind, will result in me putting a xoxo hollow point bullet into the back of your skull from a window of a building across the street from Nikki's elementary school. Now, feel free to respond.

VERNITA:

Look...I know I f***ed you over. I f***ed you over bad. I wish to God I hadn't, but I did.

The blonde listens to the black woman with a poker face.

VERNITA:

If I could go back in a machine I would, but I can't. All I can tell you is I'm a different person now.

THE BRIDE:

I don't care.

VERNITA:

Be that as it may, I know I do not deserve mercy or forgiveness.

However, I beseech you for both on behalf of my daughter.

THE BRIDE:

-- B*tch, you can stop right there.

The B-word stops Vernita short, almost like a cold-handed slap in the face(it should affect the audience that way as well).

THE BRIDE:

(leans in close) Just because I have no wish to murder you before the eyes of your daughter, does not mean parading her around in front of me is going to inspire sympathy. You and I have unfinished business.

And not a goddamn f***in thing you've done in the subsequent five years - including getting knocked up - is going to change that.

VERNITA:

You have every right to wanna get even --

THE BRIDE:

-- But that's where you're wrong, Vernita. I don't want to get even.

To get even, even Steven. I would have to kill you, go into Nikki's room, kill her, then wait for your old man, Dr. Bell, to come home and kill him. That would make us even.

No, my unborn daughter will just hafta be satisfied with your death at her mother's hands.

Vernita knows no matter what else is said, blood will spill.

VERNITA:

When do we do this?

THE BRIDE:

It all depends... When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? That's about as long as I'll wait.

VERNITA:

How bout tonight, b*tch?

THE BRIDE:

Spendid. Where?

VERNITA:

There's a baseball diamond where our little league has its games, 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. I have to fix Nikki's cereal.

As they continue to talk, Vernita pulls down a cereal bowl for her daughter and lays it on the kitchen counter.

THE BRIDE:

Bill said you were one of the best ladies he'd ever seen with an edged weapon.