She enters the butcher block kitchen, and finds Bill's cook and housekeeper, Josephina.
Josephina stares at the shotgun barrel pointed at her.
THE BRIDE:
Hello Josephina.
JOSEPHINA:
Hello Miss Beatrix.
She grabs the housekeeper, and shoves her into the kitchen pantry.
THE BRIDE:
Stay in here and don't come out. If you leave this room I'll shoot you, comprende?
JOSEPHINA:
Yes.
She closes the pantry door, and moves into the hallway leading to the living room.
With her back against the wall, holding her weapon tight, she moves down the hall. As she creeps, an unseen Bill yells to her from around the corner.
BILL'S VOICE(O.S.) Kiddo! If you're through shooting the servants, I'm in the living room. You remember how to get to the living room, don'tcha? Go down to the end of the hall, and make a left.
Back against the wall she creeps down the hall to the end.
She pumps the slide, and TURNS THE CORNER - SHOTGUN RAISED - READY TO FIRE... WHEN... EX CU The BRIDE'S EYES - blink once.
EX CU HER FINGER comes off the trigger.
What the Bride sees in front of her is, Bill in a tuxedo, holding a small, orange squirt gun pointed at her. Standing next to him is five-year-old little B.B., dressed up in a very pretty party dress, arm outstretched holding a orange squirt gun, aimed at The Bride.
The three look at each other for a moment, then Bill says;
BILL:
(loudly) Bang Bang! Then he suddenly clutches his abdomen like he's just been shot.
BILL:
Oh B.B., Mommy got us.
B.B. lowers her gun and plays out a big dying scene alongside her dad...Bill falls to the floor.
BILL:
Oh, I'm dying...I'm dying... B.B. parrots this.
B.B.
Oh, I'm dying...I'm dying... Bill on the floor, says up to his little girl;
BILL:
Fall down sweetheart, Mommy shot you.
The little girl falls down pretend dead.
The Bride, still absentmindedly pointing her weapon at them, is truly thrown.