Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003) - Quotes

Sushi Bar Assistant: [in Japanese] What'd ya want?

The Bride: [narrating] The young girl in the school 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.

Japanese Businessman: Do you like Ferraris?

Gogo Yubari: [smacks down beverage bottle] Ferrari? Italian trash. Do you want to screw me?

Gogo: Don't laugh! Do you want to screw me, yes or no?

Businessman: Yes.

Gogo: How about now, big boy? Do you still wish to penetrate me? Or is it I … who has penetrated you?

The Bride: See what I mean?

Vernita: Look, if I could go back in a machine, I would. But I can't. All can tell you is that I'm a different person now.

The Bride: Oh great. I don't care.

Vernita: 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.

The Bride: Bitch. You can stop right there. 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 fucking thing you've done in the subsequent four years including getting knocked up is going to change that.

Vernita: So when do we do this?

The Bride: It all depends. When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

Vernita: How about tonight, bitch?

The Bride: Splendid. Where?

Vernita: There's a baseball diamond where I coach Little League 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. Now...I have to fix Nikki's cereal.

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

The Bride: You suppose correctly.

Vernita: Look, bitch...I need to know if you're going to start any more shit around my baby girl.

The Bride: You can relax for now. I'm not going to murder you in front of your child, okay?

Vernita: That's being more rational than Bill led me to believe you were capable of.

The Bride: It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack. Not rationality.

Vernita: 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.

The Bride: [draws a square in the air with a finger] No, no, no, no, no. No, to get even, even-Steven? 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.

Earl McGraw: Who's the bride?

Edgar McGraw: 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.

Earl McGraw: You can tell she was pregnant. Man'd have to be a mad dog to shoot a goddamn good-looking gal like that in the head. Look at her. Hay-colored hair, big eyes. She's a little blood-spattered angel.

Earl McGraw: Son Number 1?

Son Number 1: Yeah?

Earl McGraw: This tall drink of blonde cocksucker ain't dead.

Bill: Elle, you're going to abort the mission.

Elle Driver: What?!

Bill: We owe her better than that.

Elle Driver: [screaming] Oh, you don't owe her shit!

Bill: Will you keep your voice down?

Elle Driver: [quietly] You don't owe her shit.

Bill: May I say one thing?

Elle Driver: Speak.

Bill: 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 beatin'. 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?

Elle Driver: I guess.

Bill: Do you really have to guess?

Elle Driver: [sighs] No. I don't really have to guess. I know.

Vernita Green: Black Mamba. I should have been motherfucking Black Mamba.

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

Sofie: [in French] Burn in hell, you stupid, stupid blonde! I'll tell you nothing!

Sofie: Guessing won't be necessary. She informed me.

Budd: [on The Bride] That woman...deserves her revenge. And we...deserve to die.

O-Ren Ishii: [falls dead, the top of her head slashed off] That really was a Hattori Hanzo sword.

O-Ren Ishii: Silly Caucasian girl likes to play with samurai swords. You might not be able to fight like a samurai, but you can at least die like a samurai.

O-Ren Ishii: [in Japanese] Swords, however, never get tired. I hope you saved your energy. If you haven't... You may not last five minutes. But as last looks go, you could do worse.

O-Ren Ishii: [after she cuts off Boss Tanaka's head, in Japanese; puts her sword down and says to her councilmen in English while Sofie translates; holds up Tanaka's head; raises her voice; pause, in a calm voice; drops Tanaka's head on the table and says to her councilmen in Japanese] So that you understand how serious I am.... I'm going to say this in English. As your leader, 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. Gentlemen, this meeting is adjourned.

Hattori Hanzo: Revenge is never a straight line. It's a forest, and like a forest it's easy to lose your way ... to get lost ... to forget where you came in.

Hattori Hanzo: For those regarded as warriors, when engaged in combat, the vanquishing of thine enemy can be the warrior's only concern. Suppress all human emotion and compassion. Kill whoever stands in thy way, even if that be Lord God or Buddha himself. This truth lies at the heart of the art of combat.

Hattori Hanzo: I've done what I swore an oath to God twenty-eight years ago to never do again. I've created "something that kills people". And in that purpose, I was a success. I've done this because, philosophically, I'm sympathetic to your aim. I can tell you, with no ego, this is my finest sword. If, on your journey, should you encounter God, God will be cut.

Hattori Hanzo: [throws a ball at the Bride, who slices it in midair] Funny. You like samurai swords; I like baseball.

Elle Driver: Thought that was pretty fucking funny, didn't you? Word of advice, shithead: don't you ever wake up.

Elle Driver: I might never have liked you. Point in fact, I despised 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.

The Bride: [Bill] 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.

The Bride: [to Sofie] 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!

The Bride: [calling out O-Ren in Japanese: "You and I have unfinished business!"] O-REN ISHII! Shoubu wa mada tsuicha inai yo!

The Bride: [in Japanese; to Sofie, in English] Those of you lucky enough to still have your lives, take them with you! But leave the limbs you have lost. They belong to me now. Except you, Sofie! You stay right where you are!

The Bride: [punctuating each word by spanking a boy with the flat side of her sword] This - is what - you get - for fucking - around - with Yakuzas! Go home to your mother!

The Bride: So, O-Ren... Any more subordinates for me to kill?

The Bride: [about O-Ren] 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 9. It was that age she witnessed the death of her parents at the hands of Japan's most ruthless Yakuza boss, Boss Matsumoto. She swore revenge. Luckily, for her, Boss Matsumoto was a pedophile. At 11, she got her revenge. By 20, she was one of the top female assassins in the world. At 25, she did her part in the killing of 9 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've killed 10.

The Bride: 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.

The Bride: [to Nikki, Vernita Green's daughter, after killing Vernita] 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.

The Bride: 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 fucking thing you've done in the subsequent four years, including getting knocked up, is going to change that.

The Bride: It's mercy, compassion and forgiveness I lack. Not rationality.

Bill: [To Sofie] One more thing Sofie, is she aware her daughter is still alive?

Bill: [To The Bride] Do you find me sadistic? You know, I'll bet I could fry an egg on your head right now if I wanted to. No, Kiddo, I'd like to believe you're aware enough, even now, to know there's nothing sadistic in my actions. Maybe towards those other jokers, but not you. No, Kiddo, this moment, this is me at my most ... masochistic.

Opening caption: *Old Klingon proverb