杀死比尔Kill Bill Movie Script

THE BRIDE:

Yes.

Pause....The cars get closer...

THE BRIDE:

When do we cross swords?

BILL:

Well, it just so happens, my hacienda comes with its very own private beach. And my 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 to sword fight, that's where I suggest. But if you wanna be old school about it - then we can wait till dawn, and slice each other up at sunrise, like a couple real life honest to goodness samurais. As per usual Kiddo, I'll leave the big decisions up to you.

The cars will soon pass...

THE BRIDE:

Do me a courtesy?

BILL:

Anything.

THE BRIDE:

Slow down as we pass...I want another look at her.

BILL:

Wear something nice tonight?

THE BRIDE:

I have a dress all picked out.

BILL:

Will I like it?

THE BRIDE:

You said I looked beautiful last time you saw me in it.

BILL:

I'll dress up too.

His foot moves off the gas, slowing the car; her foot does the same.

The cars in SLOW MOTION start to pass.

The Bride looks into the other car.

We ZOOM past Bill to the little girl in the passenger seat.

We go ONE FRAME AT A TIME till the car moves past us, to Bill holding a pistol with a large silencer pointing right at our face. He FIRES. It emits only a tiny PHOOF.

The Bride throws herself across the passenger seat as the driver's side window EXPLODES over her head.

The two cars pass each other.

The Bride straightens herself in the driver's seat. She looks in the rearview as Bill and her daughter drive away. Grabbing the cell phone she screams in it;

THE BRIDE:

You f***ing maricone! Bill on his cell, eyes on rearview.

BILL:

Now you just wait one second there little missy. Unless I'm confused, we are trying to kill each other aren't we? Now I wasn't planning on taking a shot at you in front of the squirt, but, she is asleep. And if you're gonna forget everything I ever taught you, and gawk like you ain't got good sense, I'm gonna take a shot, am I not?

THE BRIDE:

Did she wake up?

BILL:

Of course not. She's like you that way.