Kill Bill: Vol. 2 Page #4

Its neurotoxic...

venom is one of nature's

most effective poisons...

acting on the nervous system,

causing paralysis.

The venom of a black mamba can kill

A human being in four hours...

if, say, bitten on the ankle

or the thumb.

However, a bite to the face

or torso...

can bring death from

paralysis within 20 minutes.

Now, you should listen to this,

because this concerns you.

The amount of venom that's delivered

from a single bite

can be gargantuan.

I've always liked

the word "gargantuan."

I rarely have an opportunity

to use it.

If not treated quickly with

antivenom...

ten to 15 milligrams can be fatal to

human beings.

However, the black mamba

can deliver...

as much as 100 to 400 milligrams of

venom from a single bite.

Now...

in these last agonizing...

minutes

of life you have left...

let me answer that question

you asked earlier more thoroughly.

Right at this moment...

the biggest "R" I feel

is regret.

Regret of leaving...

maybe the greatest

warrior I have ever met...

met her end at the hands

of a bushwhacking...

scrub, alkie, piece of sh*t

like you.

That woman deserved better.

Bill.

I have some tragic news.

Your brother's dead.

I'm so sorry, baby.

She put a black mamba

in his camper.

I got her, sweetie. She's dead.

Let me put it this way:

You ever start feeling sentimental,

go to Barstow, California.

When you get here, walk into a florist

and buy a bunch of flowers.

Take those flowers to Huntington

Cemetery on Fuller and Guadalupe...

look for the headstone

marked Paula Schultz...

and lay them on the grave.

Because you will be standing

at the final resting place.

of Beatrix Kiddo.

-Marty Kistrosser?

-Here.

-Melanie Harrhouse?

-Here.

-Beatrix Kiddo?

-Here.

Look, I can be there in about four hours.

Do you want me to come over?

No. You need me, baby,

I'm there.

I'm leaving now. You go smoke some pot

or something, I'll be there soon.

Gross.

To my brother, Budd. The only

man I ever loved. Bill.

What's that?

Budd's Hanzo sword.

He said he pawned it.

Guess that makes him a liar

now, don't it?

Elle.

B.

Something I've always

been curious about.

Just between us girls...

what did you say to Pai Mei...

to make

him snatch out your eye?

I called him a

miserable old fool...

Bad idea.

Know what I did?

I killed that miserable

old fool.

How do you like the fish head,

you miserable old fool?

I poisoned his

fish heads.

Elle, you treacherous dog.

I give you my word...

And I told him:

To me, the word of an old

fool like you...

is worth...

less than nothing.

That's right.

I killed your master.

And now I'm going to kill you too...

with your own sword, no less.

Which in the very immediate future...

will become my sword.

B*tch...

you don't have a future.

I can't see!

F***ing b*tch!

I'll kill you! You're f***ing dead!

F***ing dead!!

You b*tch! You b*tch!

I'll f***ing kill you, you b*tch!

I'll get you!

I'm going to kill you!

Where are you?! Let me f***ing at you!

Where are you?! Let me f***ing at you!

You're f***ing dead!

You're dead! I'll kill you,

you f***ing...

Sh*t!

Sh*t!

Like most men who never

knew their father,

Bill collected

father figures.

The first was Esteban Vihaio.

Esteban was a pimp and a friend of

Bill's mother.

He ran a brothel in Acuna,

Mexico for over 50 years.

His army, the Acuna Boys...

made up of the fatherless offspring

of his whores, ran Acuna.

He ran the

Acuna Boys.

Now, at the age of 80...

it would be this retired

gentleman of leisure...

who could point me

in Bill's direction.

Senor Esteban Vihaio?

May I join you?

Only on the condition that you

call me Esteban.

May I join you, Esteban?

Please.

Americana?

I speak a little Spanish,

if you prefer.

I prefer English.

I haven't spoken it in a while, but

I would relish the opportunity...

to converse with such a pretty

companion as yourself.

It's my pleasure...

to be in the company of

such a fine gentleman as yourself.

I must warn you, young lady...

I am susceptible to flattery.

How may I be of service to you?

Where's Bill?

You must be Beatrix.

I can see the attraction.

I remember when Bill was only 5 years

old, I took him to the movies.

It was a movie starring

Lana Turner:

The Postman Always Ring Twice,

with John Garfields.

And whenever she would appear

on the screen...

Bill would begin compulsively to suck

his thumb to an obscene amount.

his thumb to an obscene amount.

this boy was a fool

for blonds.

You know...

being a fool for a woman

such as yourself...

is always the right thing to do.

If we had met when

I was back in business...

you would have been my

number one lady.

Well, I'm flattered.

You goddamn well better be.

I heard you were driving

A truck.

My P*ssy Wagon

died on me.

The P*ssy died.

Bill shot you in

the head, no?

I would have been much nicer.

I would have just cut your face.

You must forgive me.

Please, you have a drink with me.

Clarita.

Coming.

What were we talking about?

Bill.

Where's Bill?

Where's Bill?

Bill is at the Villa Quatro,

on the road to Salina.

I will draw you a map.

Bill is like a son to me.

Do you know why I help you?

Because he would want me to.

Now that I don't believe.

How else is he ever going to

see you again?

Freeze, Mommy.

She got us, B.B.

Mommy got us.

I'm dying.

I'm dying. I'm dy...

Fall down, sweetheart.

Mommy shot us.

But little did Quickdraw Kiddo

know...

that little B.B.

was only playing possum...

due to the fact that

she was impervious to bullets.

I am pervious

to bullets, Mommy.

Hey, get back down there.

You're playing possum.

So as the smirking killer

advanced...

on what she thought was a

bullet-ridden corpse...

that's when little B.B. fired.

You're dead, Mommy. So die.

B.B.

I should've known.

I should've known.

Oh, Mommy, don't die.

I was just playing.

I know.

I told her that you were

asleep...

but that one day you'd wake up

and come back to her.

And she asked me:

If Mommy's been asleep

since I was born...

then how will she know

what I look like?

To which I replied:

Because Mommy's been

dreaming of you.

That's what I said.

Did you dream of me?

I dreamed of you.

Every single night, baby.

Every single night.

I waited a long time

for you to wake up, Mommy.

Let me look at you.

My, what a pretty little girl

you are.

You're pretty too, Mommy.

Tell Mommy what you said when

showed you her picture.

Come on, shy girl.

Come on. You know what you said.

Come on. Tell Mommy.

It'll make her feel good.

Yeah. Come on.

I said:

You're the most beautifulest

woman I ever saw...

in the whole wide world.

That's the truth.

That's what she said.

B.B...

don't you think Mommy has the...

prettiest hair in the

whole wide world?

Yes, I do.

Matter of fact,

it's better than pretty.

What's better than pretty?

Gorgeous.

Very good. Gorgeous.

Mommy is gorgeous.

You know, sweetie, Mommy's kind

of mad at Daddy.

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