THE FIRE STILL BURNS (words & music: D. Snider) You thought it was gone but the fire goes on and I thought you knew me I told you before 'til I settle the score that I'll never run free I have enough pain and anger in my brain to last many lifetimes Yet still it grows and the more that it shows I won't have peace of mind CHORUS: The fire, the fire still burns The fire, the fire still burns I have a dream and as strange as it seems, there's no embers glowing The fire's gone out and there's no need to shout 'cause no anger's showing But it's not true, nothing I ever do seems to ease my fury Get out of my way, I'm the hangman today and the judge and jury REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
JULES Goddamn Jimmie, this is some serious gourmet shit. Me an' Vincent woulda been satisfied with freeze-dried Tasters Choice. You spring this gourmet fuckin' shit on us. What flavor is this? JIMMIE Knock it off, Julie. JULES What? JIMMIE I'm not a cobb or corn, so you can stop butterin' me up. I don't need you to tell me how good my coffee is. I'm the one who buys it, I know how fuckin' good it is. When Bonnie goes shoppin;, she buys shit. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff 'cause when I drink it, I wanna taste it. But what's on my mind at this moment isn't the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead nigger in my garage. JULES Jimmie -- JIMMIE -- I'm talkin'. Now let me ask you a question, Jules. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out front that said, "Dead nigger storage?" Jules starts to "Jimmie" him -- JIMMIE -- answer to question. Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said, "Dead nigger storage?" JULES (playing along) Naw man, I didn't. JIMMIE You know why you didn't see that sign? JULES Why? JIMMIE 'Cause storin' dead niggers ain't my fuckin' business! Jules starts to "Jimmie" him. JIMMIE -- I ain't through! Now don't you understand that if Bonnie comes home and finds a dead body in her house, I'm gonna get divorced. No marriage counselor, no trial separation -- fuckin' divorced. And I don't wanna get fuckin' divorced. The last time me an' Bonnie talked about this shit was gonna be the last time me an' Bonnie talked about this shit. Now I wanna help ya out Julie, I really do. But I ain't gonna lose my wife doin' it. JULES Jimmie -- JIMMIE -- don't fuckin' Jimmie me, man, I can't be Jimmied. There's nothin' you can say that's gonna make me forget I love my wife. Now she's workin' the graveyard shift at the hospital. She'll be comin' home in less than an hour and a half. Make your phone calls, talk to your people, than get the fuck out of my house.
CLIFF Could I have one of those Chesterfields now? COCCOTTI Sure. Coccotti leans over and hands him a smoke. CLIFF Got a match? Cliff reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter. CLIFF Oh, don't bother. I got one. (he lights the cigarette) So you're a Sicilian, huh? COCCOTTI (intensly) Uh-huh. CLIFF You know I read a lot. Especially things that have to do with history. I find that shit fascinating. In fact, I don't know if you know this or not, Sicilians were spawned by niggers. All the men stop what they were doing and look at Cliff, except for Tooth-pic Vic who doesn't speak English and so isn't insulted. Coccotti can't believe what he's hearing. COCCOTTI Come again? CLIFF It's a fact. Sicilians have nigger blood pumpin' through their hearts. If you don't believe me, look it up. You see, hundreds and hundreds of years ago the Moors conquered Sicily. And Moors are niggers. Way back then, Sicilians were like the wops in northern Italy. Blond hair, blue eyes. But, once the Moors moved in there, they changed the whole country. They did so much fuckin' with the Sicilian women, they changed the blood-line for ever, from blond hair and blue eyes to black hair and dark skin. I find it absolutely amazing to think that to this day, hundreds of years later, Sicilians still carry that nigger gene. I'm just quotin' history. It's a fact. It's written. Your ancestors were niggers. Your great, great, great, great, great-grandmother was fucked by a nigger, and had a half-nigger kid. That is a fact. Now tell me, am I lyin'? Coccotti looks at him for a moment then jumps up, whips out an automatic, grabs hold of Cliff's hair, puts the barrel to his temple, and pumps three bullets through Cliff's head. He pushes the body violently aside. Coccotti pauses. Unable to express his feelings and frustrated by the blood in his hands, he simply drops his weapon, and turns to his men. COCCOTTI I haven't killed anybody since 1974. Goddamn his soul to burn for eternity in fuckin' hell for makin' me spill blood on my hands! Go to this comedian's son's apartment and come back with somethin' that tells me where that asshole went so I can wipe this egg off of my face and fix this fucked-up family for good.
ANGELA What didn't you do, stick man? Unfortunately, you don't have the balls to back up the actions of your huge cock. The words hit Sigfried like bullets to the chest . . . his legs weaken. SIGFRIED (whimpering) He's got a huge cock? TED She's lying again, mister. It's not that big. SIGFRIED Show it to me. TED Come on, man, she's lying. Can't you see she's fucking with you? ANGELA Put it this way, God made up for what he did to Gumby with Ted here. SIGFRIED Show it to me. ANGELA Show him your cock, Theodore. Sigfried runs over to Angela and kneels in front of her. SIGFRIED Stop talking about his cock, will you?! ANGELA It's hard to stop talking about something so huge. I could go on and on about his cock, bone, nob, bishop, wang, thang, hotrod. Hump mobile, Oscar, dong, dagger, banana, cucumber, salami. Sausage, kielbasa, schlong, dink, tool, Big Ben, Mister Happy, prick, disk, pecker, peter, pee-pee, wee-wee, weiner, pisser, pistol, joint, hose, horn, middle- leg, third-leg, meat, stick, joystick, dipstick. Junior, the little head, little guy, Rumple Foreskin, Tootsie Roll. Snake, one-eyed monster, one-eyed wonder, shaft, sword, meat whistle, skin flute, love muscle, Roto-Rooter, instrument, banger, rammer, ramrod, cherrypicker, log, pole. Sigfried tries jamming the sock back in her mouth to stop the flow; she manages to give him a "fuck of a bite" in the process. Meanwhile, Ted figures this to be his moment to make a move and bolts for the door, only to be tackled by Sigfried at the one-yard line. After a struggle, the two men rest on the floor, catching their breath in a relaxed embrace. SIGFRIED Please, don't leave me. I'll call you Ted from now on. TED It's not me, mister, I swear. SIGFRIED Personally, I don't give a fuck, Ted, it's just I don't want to be alone right now. I'm feeling a little vulnerable. Sigfried heaves the gun over his shoulder, grabs a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's, and passes it to Ted, who takes a hit. SIGFRIED (continuing) No guns, okay? Just you and me, Ted. You know my father used to say that forgiveness is the only thing that evil can't sink its teeth into. TED That's beautiful. SIGFRIED
LOUIS: What are you doin'? MELANIE: I'm getting out of here. What do you think? LOUIS: Lemme have the bag. MELANIE: Fuck you. I can carry it. She tries to push past him, and he catches her by her arm and pulls her around. LOUIS: Goddam you. Gimme that bag, MELANIE: Watch it, dipshit. You wanna rip the fuckin' bag? LOUIS: Gimme that bag before I knock you out and take it. Melanie realizes Louis ain't fuckin' kiddin'. Not only that, this old guy looks close to buggin'. She lets go of the bag. MELANIE: Okay, okay. Take it. Jesus, what's wrong with you? He takes it. They start walking. LOUIS: I'm carrying it. MELANIE: Okay, you got it. Just take a chill pill, for christ sake. Louis has had enough of her slang and says tensely through gritted teeth; LOUIS: Fuck you with your chill pill. In mid-walk, Melanie asks him; MELANIE: Remember where we came in? Louis stops dead. He looks around, confused. MELANIE: (CONT'D) (like a teacher on Romper Room) Nooo, that's towards Sears. We came in through Bullocks. I know where it is. Want to follow me, Lou-is? Pissed, he leaves FRAME. Melanie, wearing her Melanie smirk, follows behind. EXT. PARKING LOT - DEL AMO MALL - DAY Louis, clutching the shopping bag close to his chest, walks rapidly down an aisle of parked cars. Melanie follows close behind. He has a searching look on his face. MELANIE: You have no idea where you parked, do you? Louis doesn't answer. Melanie laughs. MELANIE: (CONT'D) Jesus, but if you two aren't the biggest fuck-ups I've ever seen in my life .. How did you ever rob a bank? When you robbed banks, did you have to look for your car then too? No wonder you went to jail. Louis could kill her right now. Just take his gun out of his pants and shoot her in her snickering face. But instead of doing what he wants, he does what he should. He doesn't answer of look back. (If he looked back and saw that Melanie-smirk, he couldn't e responsible for what happens.)He changes directions, cuts down another aisle and hopes for both their sakes she shuts the fuck up. But our Melanie just keeps on being Melanie. MELANIE: (CONT'D) Is it this aisle, Lou-is? LOUIS: Yeah, down the end. MELANIE: You sure? They walk it; it's not it. Louis changes direction and cuts between some cars to the next one. MELANIE: (CONT'D) Is it this aisle or the next one over? LOUIS: This one. MELANIE: You sure? In between two cars, Louis spins on her. LOUIS: Don't say anything else, okay? I'm telling you, keep your mouth shut. Melanie was surprised by the spin, but is about to say something anyway when Louis put his hand up and says; LOUIS: I mean it. Don't say one fuckin' word. MELANIE: Okay, Lou-is. That did it! Louis whips out the Beretta Ordell gave him, shoots her .. BAM .. in the belly. She bounces OFF one of the cars and goes down. BAM .. Louis shoots her again on the ground. One; to make sure. Two; cause it felt good. Then he hurries of for his car. He looks around, then yells out; LOUIS: See, just where I fuckin' said it was! He hops in the car, and throws it into reverse. We can se Melanie's bare legs sticking out from a row of cars. Louis stops the Toyota alongside the dead Melanie, and yells through the passenger window; LOUIS: Hey, look. I found it!
Using only her left arm, with the sheathed Hanzo sword in its grip, she blocks all of his blows, right arm unmoving down at her side...sort of like Pai Mei did to her earlier...his sword and her sheath lock together...they're close to each other, she brings up her right arm, sticks out two fingers, and hits Bill on ten different pressure points on his body. Then hits him straight on in the heart with her palm. His body jolts, like he's just had a heart attack...he coughs up a little blood...he looks at her. Their faces are very close... The face of the cold ice woman Ninja, melts away before our eyes, and the face of Beatrix Kiddo is filled once again with compassion. BILL He taught you the ten point palm exploding heart technique? THE BRIDE Of course he did. BILL Why didn't you tell me? She doesn't have an answer. She looks at him apologetically; THE BRIDE I don't know...Because...I'm a...bad person. He smiles at her duplicitly, and says with blood on his lips; BILL No. You're not a bad person. You're a terrific person. You're my favorite person. But every once in awhile...you can be a real cunt. They smile at each other. Then... Bill turns his back to her... And walks five steps in the opposite direction...with each step his heart swells, on the fifth... It BURSTS...WE HEAR A SOUND, like of a tire blowout... He falls to the beach...dead.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PimpDaddy: thingy brown...<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> jackie brown
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PimpDaddy: thingy brown... is this a quentinfest?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> yeah, i like him quite a bit. i missed a lot of his smart-ass dialogue bits in Kill Bill though the soundtrack was great.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by PimpDaddy: Using only her left arm, with the sheathed Hanzo sword in its grip, she blocks all of his blows, right arm unmoving down at her side...sort of like Pai Mei did to her earlier...his sword and her sheath lock together...they're close to each other, she brings up her right arm, sticks out two fingers, and hits Bill on ten different pressure points on his body. Then hits him straight on in the heart with her palm. His body jolts, like he's just had a heart attack...he coughs up a little blood...he looks at her. Their faces are very close... The face of the cold ice woman Ninja, melts away before our eyes, and the face of Beatrix Kiddo is filled once again with compassion. BILL He taught you the ten point palm exploding heart technique? THE BRIDE Of course he did. BILL Why didn't you tell me? She doesn't have an answer. She looks at him apologetically; THE BRIDE I don't know...Because...I'm a...bad person. He smiles at her duplicitly, and says with blood on his lips; BILL No. You're not a bad person. You're a terrific person. You're my favorite person. But every once in awhile...you can be a real cunt. They smile at each other. Then... Bill turns his back to her... And walks five steps in the opposite direction...with each step his heart swells, on the fifth... It BURSTS...WE HEAR A SOUND, like of a tire blowout... He falls to the beach...dead.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Thanks man, when I find you I'm going to fucking kill you.
