Kill Bill: Vol. 2 Page #3

And so began the legend...

of Pai Mei's...

Five-Point-Palm...

Exploding-Heart Technique.

Exploding-Heart Technique?

Quite simply...

the deadliest blow in all...

of martial arts.

He hits you with...

his fingertips...

at five different pressure points...

on your body...

and then lets you walk away.

But once you've taken five steps...

your heart explodes...

inside your body...

and you fall to the floor, dead.

Did he teach you that?

He teaches no one...

the Five-Point-Palm

Exploding-Heart Technique....

Now...

one of the things I've always...

Liked about you, Kiddo...

is you appear wise beyond

your years.

So allow me to impart a word

to the wise.

Whatever...

Whatever Pai Mei says.

obey.

If you flash him, even for...

an instant defiant eye...

he'll pluck it out.

And if you throw any...

American sass his way...

he'll snap your back and...

your neck like they were twigs.

And that will be the story of you.

He'll accept you as his student.

-What happened to you?

-Nothing.

-Get in a fight?

-Friendly contest.

Why did he accept me?

Because he's a very, very...

very old man.

And like all...

rotten bastards...

when they become old...

they get lonely.

Which has no effect on their

dispositions...

but it does teach them the value...

of company.

Just seeing those steps again...

makes me ache.

You'll have lots of fun...

carrying buckets...

of water up and down that f***er.

When will I see you again?

That's the title...

of my favorite

Soul song of the '70s.

-What?

-Nothing.

When he tells me you're done.

When do you think that might be?

That, my dearest, depends entirely

on you.

Now remember, no sarcasm,

no backtalk.

At least not for the first year or so.

You're going to have to let him

warm up to you.

He hates Caucasians,

despises Americans...

and has nothing but contempt

For women.

So in your case, it might

take a little while.

Master...

Your Mandarin is lousy.

It causes my ears discomfort.

You bray like an ass!

You are not to speak

unless spoken to.

Is it too much to hope...

you understand Cantonese?

I speak Japanese very well...

I didn't ask if you speak Japanese...

I asked if you understand Cantonese?

A little.

You are here to learn the

mysteries of Kung fu...

not linguistics.

If you don't get me, I'll communicate

with you like I would a dog...

When I yell, when I point, when

I beat you with my stick.

Bill is your master, is he not?

Yes, he is.

Your master tells me,

you're not entirely unschooled.

What training do you possess?

I am proficient in Tiger-Crane Style.

And I am more than proficient in the

exquisite art of the Samurai sword.

The exquisite art of the Samurai sword.

Don't make me laugh!

Your so-called exquisite art,

is only fit for Japanese fat heads!

Your anger amuses me.

Do you believe

you are my match?

No.

Are you aware I kill at will?

Yes.

Is it your wish to die?

No.

Then you must be stupid...

Then you must be stupid...so stupid.

Rise, and let me look

at your ridiculous face.

Rise.

So my pathetic friend, Is there

anything that you can do well?

What's the matter?

Cat got your tongue?

Oh yes, you speak Japanese.

I despise the Goddamn Japs!

Go to that rack.

Remove the sword.

Let's see how good you really are.

If...

you land a single blow...

I'll bow down and call you master.

From here you can get an excellent

view of my foot.

Your swordsmanship

is amateur at best.

Your so-called kung-fu

is really quite pathetic.

I asked you to demonstrate what you

Know and you did...

Not a goddamn thing!

Let's see your

Tiger Crane...

match my

Eagle's Claw.

Like all Yankee women...

all you can do is order

in restaurants...

and spend a man's

money.

Excruciating, isn't it?

Yes!

If it was my wish...

-I could chop your arm off.

-No, please don't!

It's my arm now.

I can do what I please.

If you can stop me

I suggest you try.

I can't.

Because you're helpless?

Yes.

Have you ever felt this before?

No.

Compared to me, you're as helpless

as a worm fighting an eagle?

Yes!!!

That's the beginning!

Is it your wish to possess this

kind of power?

Yes!

Your training will begin

tomorrow.

Since your arm now belongs to me...

I want it strong.

Can you do that?

-I can, but not that close.

-Then you can't do it.

What if your enemy, is three inches

in front of you...

What do you do then...

Curl into a ball...

or do you put your FIST through him?

Now begin.

It's the wood that should fear your

hand not the other way around.

No wonder you can't do it...

you acquiesce to defeat

before you even begin.

If you want to eat like a dog...

You can live and sleep

outside like a dog.

If you want to live and sleep

like a human...

pick up those sticks.

Come on, you b*tch.

Okay, Pai Mei.

Here I come.

May I have a glass of water, please?

So,

that's a Texas funeral?

I have to give it to you, Budd.

That's a

pretty f***ed up way to die.

What's the name on the grave

she's buried under?

Paula...

Schultz.

Can I look at the sword?

That's my money right there in that

red bag, isn't it?

It sure is.

Well, then, it's your sword now.

So this is a Hattori Hanzo sword.

What's that you said?

So this is a Hattori Hanzo sword.

That's a Hanzo sword all right.

Bill tells me you once had one of

these had one of the of your own.

Yeah, once.

How does this one compare

to that?

If you're going to compare

a Hanzo sword...

you compare it to every other sword

ever made, wasn't made...

by Hattori Hanzo.

Here you go.

Wrap your lips around that.

So...

which "R" are you filled with?

What?

They say...

the number one killer of old people...

is retirement.

People got a job to do...

they tend to live a little bit longer

so they can do it.

I've always figured that warriors

and their enemies...

share the same relationship.

So now that you won't have to face your

enemy no more on the

which "R" you filled with?

Relief?

Or regret?

A little bit of both.

Horseshit.

I'm sure you do feel

a little bit of both.

But I know damn well that you feel

one more than you feel the other.

And the question was:

Which one is it?

Regret.

You know, you got to hand it to

the old girl

I never saw anybody buffalo Bill

the way she buffaloed Bill.

Bill thought she was so damn smart.

And I tried to tell him, she was just

smart for a blond.

Thanks a bunch.

All right.

I'm sorry, Budd.

That was rude of me, wasn't it?

Budd, I'd like to introduce my friend,

the black mamba.

Black mamba...

this is Budd.

Before I picked that little fella up,

I looked him up on the Internet.

Fascinating creature, the black mamba.

Listen to this:

In Africa, the saying goes:

'In the bush, an elephant can kill you,

a leopard can kill you...

and a black mamba can

kill you.

But only with the mamba...

and this has been true in Africa

since the dawn of time...

is death sure.

Hence its handle,

'Death Incarnate."

Pretty cool, huh?

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