Kill Bill Page #3

Vernita says her name;

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.

Vernita moves to another kitchen cabinet, and pulls down a

box of the sugar cereal, "Kaboom."

VERNITA:

F*** you, b*tch, I know he didn't

qualify it, so you can just kiss my

motherfuckin ass, Black Mamba.

(snorts to herself)

Black Mamba, I shoulda been

motherfuckin Black Mamba.

As the two females continue to talk, Vernita reaches her hand

inside the cereal box.

THE BRIDE:

Weapon of choice? And if you want

to stick with your butcher knife,

I'm cool with that.

VERNITA:

Very funny.

Vernita FIRES A GUN from inside the cereal box at The

Bride....

.... The bullet explodes out of the cardboard box, and HITS

the coffee mugh directly in front of The Bride, BLOWING IT TO

SMITHEREENS.

The Bride THROWS HERSELF ON THE FLOOR....

Vernita pulls the gun out of the cereal box and FIREES

again...

...The bullet HITS THE FLOOR of the tiny kitchen...

...The Bride moves under the kitchen table, then using her

back, LIFTS THE TABLE OFF THE GROUND, RAMMING IT STRAIGHT

INTO Vernita, pinning her flat up against the table top, and

the kitchen counter.

While her left hand holds the table, her right hand goes to

the SOG on her belt, her fingers wrap around the blade's

grip, lifting it up out of the sheath and PLUNGING IT THROUGH

THE TABLE TOP up to the handle, with all the SOG's steel

entering Vernita's abdomen.

The table falls back to the floor with the dying homemaker

pinned to it. The two former colleagues meet eyes.

VERNITA:

Sorry, bout the bushwhack. Please

don't...

THE BRIDE:

Do to your daughter, what you did

to mine...

(she takes her hand)

...I won't.

Vernita dies.

The Bride removes her Sog, looks up and sees little Nikki

standing in the doorway of her room. The little girl sees her

mother dead on the floor, lying in her own blood. And she

sees the blonde lady standing over her mother, bloody knife

still in her hand. But oddly enough, Nikki doesn't cry. The

little girl locks eyes with the big girl, and holds her

stare.

As she talks to the little girl, she removes an already

stained with blood white handkerchief with the name "BILL"

sewn on it. And the blonde wipes the girl's mother's blood

off her blade.

THE BRIDE:

It was not my intention to do this

in front of you. For that I'm

sorry. But you can take my word for

it, your mother had it coming. When

you grow up, if you still feel raw

about it, I'll be waiting.

And with that apology, statement, and invitation, The Bride

walks out the kitchen side door, leaving the little girl to

her mourning.

EXT. VERNITA'S HOME - DAY

The Bride walks down the dead woman's driveway to her

vehicle. She glances at the lawn toys one more time as she

makes here getaway.

She climbs into her big, yellow pickup truck, with the words

"P*ssy Wagon" written across the flatbed's hatch door in a

pimpy font. She takes out a ringed notebook and turns to a

page that's headline reads;

DEATH LIST FIVE:

On the pager are five names numbered going down the page

written in red ink.

The first name has a line drawn through it with black ink.

The second name on the list is;

VERNITA GREEN:

COBRA:

The Bride takes a black felt pen and draws a line through

Vernita's name. Turns on the truck's engine and drives out of

the residential district.

FADE TO BLACK.

OVER BLACK:

TITLE CARD:

Chapter two

"The comatose Bride"

FADE UP ON:

CU The comatose Bride

lying in her hospital bed, wide open unblinking sightless

eyes, that constantly stare yet see nothing. The Bride is at

the beginning of her comatose journey.

A SUBTITLE APPEARS:

under her face.

"Five years and four months earlier

in the city of El Paso, Texas"

Although we're only in a tight CU, we can tell a few things:

one, she's in her hospital room; two, she's alone; three,

it's night; and four, one hellva RAINSTORM is pounding

outside.

EXT. EL PASO GENERAL HOSPITAL - NIGHT

The rain pisses down in buckets in front of the hospital...

WHEN...

The wheel to an Alfa Romeo rolls into FRAME and stops.

The car door opens and two yellow galoshes step out into the

wet night.

OVERHEAD SHOT:

A red umbrella opens as rain falls down.

CU the back of a head wearing a yellow rainslicker hood,

framed by the red umbrella above it, which water cascades

down and beats a rhythm against.

The figure in the yellow rainslicker with the red umbrella

(who we can guess is female) starts walking towards the

hospital.

WE GO TO SPLIT SCREEN

Left Side Right Side

CU The Bride's unblinking The back of the yellow

comatose sleep. slicker - walking in the

rain towards the

HOSPITAL's entrance.

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