Kill Bill Vol 1

This programme contains very strong language, prolonged violent

scenes and some scenes some viewers may find upsetting

HEAVY BREATHING

FOOTSTEPS

Do you find me sadistic?

You know,

I bet I could fry an egg on your head right now

if I wanted to.

You know, kiddo,

I'd like to believe you're aware enough, even now,

to know that there's nothing sadistic

in my actions.

Well, maybe towards those other jokers.

But not you.

No, kiddo.

At this moment...

BULLETS RATTLE

This is me...

at my most... masochistic.

Bill...

it's your baby. GUNSHOT

# I was five and he was six

# We rode on horses made of sticks

# He wore black and I wore white

# He would always win the fight

# Bang, bang

# He shot me down

# Bang, bang

# I hit the ground

# Bang bang

# That awful sound

# Bang, bang

# My baby shot me down

# Seasons came and changed the time

# When I grew up, I called him mine

# He would always laugh and say

# Remember when we used to play

# Bang, bang

# I shot you down

# Bang, bang

# You hit the ground

# Bang, bang

# That awful sound

# Bang, bang

# I used to shoot you down

# Music played and people sang

# Just for me the church bells rang

# Now he's gone

# I don't know why

# And till this day, sometimes I cry

# He didn't even say goodbye

# He didn't take the time to lie

# Bang, bang

# He shot me down

# Bang, bang

# I hit the ground

# Bang, bang

# That awful sound

# Bang, bang

# My baby shot me down. #

CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

WOMAN: Coming!

Sarah, I cannot believe you are early.

MUSIC: Theme From Ironside

OK. Come on, bitch.

Come on. Bring it on.

Mommy, I'm home.

Hey, baby.

How was school?

Mommy, what happened to you and the TV room?

Oh. That good-for-nothing dog of yours got his little ass

in the living room and acted a damn fool.

That's what happened, baby.

Barney did this? Baby...

Now, you can't come in here.

There's broken glass everywhere, and you could cut yourself.

WOMEN BREATHE HEAVILY

This is an old friend of Mommy's I ain't seen in a long time.

Hi, honey.

I'm BLEEP.

What's your name?

Her name is Nikki.

Nikki.

Such a pretty name for such a pretty girl.

How old are you, Nikki?

Nikki, BLEEP asked you a question.

I'm four.

Four years old, eh?

You know, I had a little girl once.

She'd be about four now.

Now, baby, me and Mommy's friend got some grown-up talk

to talk about.

So you can go in your room now.

And I want you to leave us alone till I tell you to come out.

OK?

Nikkia!

In your room. Now.

You want some coffee?

Yeah. Sure.

WOMAN: 'This Pasadena homemaker's name

'is Jeanne Bell.

'Her husband is Dr Lawrence Bell.

'But back when we were acquainted, four years ago,

'her name was Vernita Green.

'Her codename was Copperhead.

'Mine, Black Mamba.'

Do you have a towel?

Yeah.

Thanks.

You still take cream and sugar, right?

Yeah.

So I suppose it's a little late for an apology, huh?

You suppose correctly.

Look, bitch, I need to know

if you're gonna start any more shit around my baby girl.

You can relax for now.

I'm not gonna murder you in front of your child, OK?

That's being more rational

than Bill led me to believe you were capable of.

It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack,

not rationality.

Look...

I know I fucked you over. I fucked you over bad.

I wish to God I hadn't, but I did.

You have every right to want to get even.

No.

To get even? Even Stephen?

I would have to kill you,

go up to Nikki's room, kill her,

then wait for your husband, the good Dr Bell, to come home,

and kill him.

That would be even, Vernita.

That'd be about square.

Look, if I could go back in a machine, I would.

But I can't.

All I can tell you is that I'm a different person now.

Oh, great. I don't care.

Be that as it may,

I know I don't deserve your mercy or your forgiveness.

However, I beseech you for both on behalf of my daughter.

Bitch, you can stop right there.

Just because I have no wish to murder you

before the eyes of your daughter

does not mean that parading her around in front of me

is gonna inspire sympathy.

You and I have unfinished business.

And there's not a damn fucking thing you've done

in the subsequent four years,

including getting knocked up, is gonna change that.

So when do we do this?

It all depends.

When do you want to die?

Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

How about tonight, bitch?

Splendid. Where?

There's a baseball diamond where I coach our little league

about a mile from here.

We meet there around 2.30 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.

Now...

I have to fix Nikki's cereal.

Bill always said you were one of the best ladies he ever saw

with an edged weapon.

Bitch.

I know he didn't qualify that stuff.

So you can just kiss my ass, Black Mamba.

Black Mamba.

I should have been Black Mamba.

Weapon of choice? Hey, if you want to stick with your butcher knife,

that's fine with me.

Very funny, bitch.

Very funny!

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.

MAN ON RADIO: Y'all, come on out to Dallas, ya hear?

This is rockabilly rhythms on KTRN, Wichita Falls.

And next, we got some record.

Very own wild man, Charlie Feathers.

MUSIC: "That Certain Female"

# Well

# I'm just a single fellow with a lot on my mind

# And I'm lookin' for me a woman

# But she's mighty hard to find

# Asked my country cousin

# Checked the hottest spots in town

# Oh, that little bitty woman... #

ENGINE STOPS

Well, give me the gory details, son number one.

It's a damn massacre, Pop.

They wiped out the whole wedding party, execution style.

Give me a figure.

Nine dead bodies.

And we're talking the whole shebang.

Bride. Groom.

Reverend.

Reverend's wife.

Hell, they even shot that old coloured fella that plays the organ.

It would appear to me somebody objected to this union

and wasn't able to hold their peace.

Good gravy, Marie.

What'd I tell you, Pop?

It's like a goddamn Nicaraguan death squad.

Language, boy. We're in a house of worship.

Sorry, Pop.

Well, this is definitely the work of professionals.

I'd guesstimate Mexican mafia hit squad.

Four, maybe five strong.

How can you tell?

Well, a sure and steady hand did this.

This ain't no squirrelly amateur.

This is the work of a salty dog.

You can tell by the cleanliness of the carnage.

Now, a kill-crazy rampage, though it may be,

all the colours are kept inside the lines.

If you was a moron, you could almost admire it.

Who's the bride?

Don't know.

The name on the marriage certificate

is Arlene Machiavelli.

That's a fake.

We've all just been calling her "the bride" on account of the dress.

You can tell she was pregnant.

Man would have to be a mad dog

to shoot a damn good-looking gal like that in the head.

Look at her.

Hay-coloured hair. Big eyes.

She's a little blood-spattered angel.

SPITS

Son number one?

Yeah?

This tall drink of cock sucking ain't dead.

THUNDER RUMBLES

MONITOR BEEPS

RAIN FALLS

WHISTLES

I might never have liked you.

Point in fact, I despise you.

But that shouldn't suggest that I don't respect you.

Dying in our sleep is a luxury

that our kind is rarely afforded.

My gift to you.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello, Bill.

What's her condition?

Comatose.

Where is she?

I'm standing over her right now.

That's my girl.

Elle, you're going to abort the mission.

What?!

We owe her better than that.

Oh, you don't owe her!

Will you keep your voice down?

You don't owe her.

May I say one thing?

Speak.

Y'all beat the hell out of that woman.

But you didn't kill her.

And I put a bullet in her head

but her heart just kept on beating.

Now, you saw that yourself

with your own beautiful blue eye, did you not?

We've done a lot of things to this lady

and if she ever wakes up, we'll do a whole lot more.

But one thing we won't do

is sneak into her room in the night like a filthy rat

and kill her in her sleep.

And the reason we won't do that thing

is because that thing would lower us.

Don't you agree, Miss Driver?

I guess.

Do you really have to guess?

No.

I don't really have to guess. I know.

Come on home, honey.

Affirmative.

I love you very much.

I love you, too.

Bye-bye.

Thought that was pretty funny, didn't you?

Hmm?

Word of advice.

Don't you ever wake up.

BILL: At this moment, this is me...

at my most masochistic.

Bill, it's your baby.

A DOOR OPENS >

WHISTLING >

The price is 75 a fuck, my friend.

You getting your freak on or what?

Oh, yeah, boy.

Yeah. Now, here's the rules.

Rule number one - no punching.

Nurse comes in tomorrow and she got a shiner, jigs up.

So no knuckle sandwiches.

By the way, this little cunt's spirited. It's a motor reflex.

But spirit or no, no punching.

Now, are we absolutely clear on rule number one? Yeah.

Good. Rule number two - no monkey bites, no hickies.

No leaving no marks of no kind.

After that, it's all good,

buddy. Now, her plumbing down there don't work no more

so feel free to come in her all you want.

Keep the noise down. Try not to make a mess. I'll be back in 20.

Oh, shit.

By the way, not all the time but sometimes this chick can get dry as a bucket of sand.

If she dries, lube up with this and you'll be good to go.

< Bon appetit, buddy.

You are the best-looking girl I've had today.

SCREAMS

WHISTLING

Yo, stud! Time's up, buddy.

Coming in, ready or not.

Hey, buddy, did you have yourself a good time, man?

Whoa.

Where's Bill?!

Where's Bill?!

Please stop hitting me.

Where's Bill?!

I don't know who Bill is!

Bullshit!

Well, ain't you the slice of cutie pie they said you were?

Jane Doe, huh? Oh, we don't know shit about you, do we?

Well, I'm from Huntsville, Texas.

My name is Buck, and I'm here to fuck.

Your name is Buck.

Right?

And you came here to fuck.

Right?

Wait a minute. Wait.

"Pussy wagon".

You fucker.

Texas. OK.

Wiggle your big toe.

Wiggle your big toe.

Wiggle your big toe.

Wiggle your big toe.

Wiggle your big toe.

THE BRIDE: 'As I lay in the back of Buck's truck,

'trying to will my limbs out of entropy...'

Wiggle your big toe.

'..I could see the faces of the cunts who did this to me

'and the dicks responsible.

'Members all of the Deadly Viper assassination squad.

'When fortune smiles on something

'as violent and ugly as revenge,

'it seems proof like no other that not only does God exist,

'you're doing his will.

'At a time when I knew the least about my enemies,

'the first name on my death list,

'O-ren Ishii, was the easiest to find.

'But, of course, when one manages the difficult task

'of becoming queen of the Tokyo underworld,

'one doesn't keep it a secret, does one?

'O-ren Ishii was born on an American military base

'in Tokyo, Japan.

'The half-Japanese, half-Chinese American army brat

'made her first acquaintance with death at the age of nine.

'It was at that age she witnessed

'the death of her parents at the hands

'of Japan's most ruthless Yakuza boss, Boss Matsumoto.'

GASPS

WHIMPERS

LAUGHTER

Hyah!

LAUGHTER

GASPS AND COUGHS

GROWLS

WHIMPERS

GIRL SCREAMS

Mommy.

HE LAUGHS

HE CHUCKLES

'She swore revenge.

'Luckily for her, Boss Matsumoto was a paedophile.'

'At 11, she got her revenge.'

FOOTSTEPS

'By 20, she was one of the top female assassins in the world.

MUSIC: "Run Fay Run" by Isaac Hayes

'At 25, she did her part in the killing

'of nine innocent people, including my unborn daughter,

'in a small wedding chapel in El Paso, Texas.

'But on that day four years ago

'she made one big mistake.

'She should have killed ten.

'However, before satisfaction would be mine,

'first things first.'

Wiggle your big toe.

Hard part's over.

Now, let's get these other piggies wiggling.

Welcome to Air O. May I help you?

Okinawa. One-way.

PLANE ENGINE ROARS

BLEEPING

MUSIC: "Bang, Bang" by Nancy Sinatra

Hi.

Welcome.

You English?

Almost. American.

American. Welcome, American.

Domo.

My English very good.

You said "domo". Can you speak Japanese?

No, no.

Just a few words I learned since yesterday.

Um, may I sit at the bar?

Oh, sure, sure, sure. Please sit.

Oh.

What other words did you learn?

Um... Oh, just a minute.

Shut up!

Get your ass out here!

Uh, excuse me.

Uh, uh, uh...

Uh, what other Japanese do you know?

Oh, let's see.

Um, "arigato".

"Arigato". Good!

Um...

I already said "domo", right?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

"Konn-itch-iwa".

Uh, uh, uh, uh.

"Kohn-nee-chee-wah".

Konnichi wa. Please repeat.

Konnichi wa.

Perfect. Good, good, good.

You say Japanese word like you Japanese.

Oh, now you're making fun of me!

No, no, no, no. Serious business.

Pronunciation very good.

You say arigato like we say arigato.

Well, thank you. I mean...

Arigato.

Mm-hmm.

You should learn Japanese.

Very easy.

No kidding. I heard it was kind of hard.

Most difficult.

But you have Japanese tongue.

OK, OK.

Oh. Oh, my God.

I beg your pardon?

Uh, drink.

Oh, yes.

Um, a bottle of warm sake, please.

Warm sake? Very good!

Do you understand?

Do you understand me?

Sorry.

Oh! Oh, oh. First time in Japan?

Uh-huh. Oh.

What brings you to Okinawa?

I came to see a man.

Oh, yeah.

You have a friend live in Okinawa?

Not quite.

Not friend?

I never met him.

Never?

Who is he?

May I ask?

Hattori Hanzo.

< GLASS SHATTERS

You must have big rats,

you need Hattori Hanzo's steel.

Huge.

May I?

You may.

Wait.

Try the second one down.

Funny.

You like Samurai swords...

..I like baseball.

Then give me one of these.

These are not for sale.

I didn't say "Sell me".

I said "Give me".

HE LAUGHS

Why should I help you?

Because my vermin is a former student of yours.

And considering the student,

I'd say you have a rather large obligation.

Domo.

THE BRIDE: It was one year after the massacre in El Paso, Texas,

that Bill backed his Nippon progeny

financially and philosophically

in her Shakespearean in-magnitude power struggle

with the other Yakuza clans

over who would rule vice in the city of Tokyo.

When the final sword was sheathed,

it was O-ren Ishii and her powerful posse...

CHEERING >

..the Crazy 88, that proved the victor.

The pretty lady to O-ren's right,

who's dressed like she's a villain on Star Trek,

is O-ren's lawyer, best friend,

and second lieutenant -

the half-French, half-Japanese Sofie Fatale,

another former protegee of Bill's.

CHEERING

The young girl in the school-girl uniform

is O-ren's personal bodyguard, 17-year-old Gogo Yubari.

Gogo may be young, but what she lacks in age,

she makes up for in madness.

See what I mean?

The bald guy in the black suit and the kato mask is Johnny Mo,

the head general of O-ren's personal army, the Crazy 88.

And just in case you were wondering

how could a half-breed Japanese-Chinese American

become the boss of all bosses in Tokyo, Japan

I'll tell you.

The subject of O-ren's blood and nationality

came up before the council only once,

the night O-ren assumed power over the crime council.

The man who seems bound and determined

to break the mood is Boss Tanaka.

And what Boss Tanaka thinks is...

As your leader...

FATALE TRANSLATES IN JAPANESE

..I encourage you from time to time,

and always in a respectful manner,

to question my logic.

If you're unconvinced

a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest,

tell me so.

But allow me to convince you.

And I promise you, right here and now,

no subject will ever be taboo.

Except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion.

The price you pay

for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage

as a negative is...

I collect your fucking head.

Just like this fucker here.

Now, if any of you sons of bitches

got anything else to say, now's the fucking time!

I didn't think so.

One ticket to Tokyo, please.

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS "Auld Lang Syne"

Moshi Moshi.

Hey!

Hey, yeah! Hey, yeah!

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

Gogo.

MUSIC CONTINUES

CREAKS

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

ROCKABILLY MUSIC

WOMAN: Yeah!

Whoo!

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo whoo-hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo. #

DRUM SOLO

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo whoo-hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo whoo-hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo. #

GUITAR SOLO

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo hoo hoo hoo

# Whoo-hoo whoo-hoo. #

CHEERS AND APPLAUSE

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS "Auld Lang Syne"

MUSIC: Theme From Ironside

AGH!

PEOPLE SCREAM

So, O-ren...

any more subordinates for me to kill?

Hi!

Bingo.

Gogo...

I know you feel you must protect your mistress,

but I beg you...

walk away.

Aah!

MOTORCYCLES REV

REVVING GETS LOUDER

Is that what I think it is?

You didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you?

You know, for a second there,

yeah, I kind of did.

Silly rabbit.

Trix are for...

Kids.

Hyaaaaaaah!

MUSIC: "Crane" by RZA

Hyah!

MUSIC: "Nobody But Me" by the Human Beinz

# I'm doin'

# Ain't nobody doin' but me

# Nobody but me

# Yes, I gonna philly, I'm doin'

# Ain't nobody doin' but me, baby

# Nobody but me

# Well, let me tell you, nobody

# Nobody but me

# Well, let me tell you nobody

# Nobody

# Nobody

# Nobody

# Nobody

# Nobody. #

This is what you get

for fucking around with Yakuzas!

Go home to your mother!

Except you, Sofie!

You stay right where you are.

SHOUTS IN JAPANESE

Your instrument is quite impressive.

Okinawa.

This is Hattori Hanzo steel.

Mm-hmm.

MUSIC: "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" by Santa Esmeralda

MUSIC STOPS

Silly Caucasian girl likes to play with Samurai swords.

EXHALES

You may not be able to fight like a Samurai...

..but you can at least die like a Samurai.

BREATHES HEAVILY

BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY

MUSIC: "The Flower Of Carnage" by Meiko Kaji

MUSIC ENDS

SHOUTING IN JAPANESE

Sofie...

Sofie...

My Sofie...

I'm so sorry.

Please. Please forgive my betrayal.

No more of that.

But still...

But still nothing...

Except my aching heart over what she's done

to my beautiful and brilliant Sofie.

I've kept you alive for two reasons.

The first reason is information.

But I am gonna ask you questions.

And every time you don't give me answers,

I'm gonna cut something off.

And I promise you,

they will be things you will miss!

Give me your other arm!

SOFIE SCREAMS

SOFIE PANTS

'I want all the information on the Deadly Vipers...'

If you had to guess...

'..what they've been doing...'

..why she left you alive...

'..and where I can find them.'

..what would be your guess?

Guessing won't be necessary.

She informed me.

She...she said I could keep my wicked life

for two reasons.

'As I said before,'

I've allowed you to keep your wicked life for two reasons.

And the second reason is...

so you can tell him, in person,

everything that happened here tonight.

I want him to witness the extent of my mercy

by witnessing your deformed body.

I want you to tell him

all the information you just told me.

I want him to know what I know.

I want him to know I want him to know.

And I want them all to know

they'll all soon be as dead as O-ren.

MUSIC: "The Lonely Shepherd" by Zamfir

That woman...

deserves her revenge.

And...

we deserve to die.

She must suffer to her last breath.

How did you find me?

BILL: I'm the man.

One more thing, Sofie.

Is she aware her daughter is still alive?

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