Kill Bill: Vol. 2 (2004)
Perla Haney-Jardine: B.B.
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Quotes
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Bill : Mommy is still angry at Daddy.
B.B. : Why?
Bill : Well sweety, I love Mommy, but I did to Mommy what you did to Emilio.
B.B. : You stomped on Mommy?
Bill : Worse. I shot Mommy. Not pretend shoot, like we were just doing. I shot her for real.
B.B. : Why? Did you want to see what would happen?
Bill : No, I knew what would happen to Mommy if I shot her. What I didn't know is, when I shot Mommy, what would happen to me.
B.B. : What happened?
Bill : I was very sad. And that was when I learned, some things, once you do, they can never be undone.
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[the Bride sees B.B. for the first time]
B.B. : Freeze, Mommy!
Bill : Bang bang!
[pretends to be shot]
Bill : Oh! She got us, B.B. I'm dying.
B.B. : Oh, I'm dying, I'm dying...
Bill : Fall down, sweetheart. Mommy shot you.
[both fall down and pretend to die]
Bill : [in a narrative tone] But little did Quick-Draw Kiddo know that little B.B. was only playing possum, due to the fact that she was impervious to bullets.
B.B. : [sits up] I am pervious to bullets, Mommy.
Bill : Hey, get back down there. You're playing possum.
[in a narrative tone]
Bill : So, as the smirking killer approached what she thought was a bullet-ridden corpse, that's when little B.B. fired!
[B.B. gets up and pretends to shoot the Bride]
B.B. : Bang bang!
Bill : You're dead, Mommy... so die.
[the Bride is still shocked]
Bill : B.B.
[comes out of it and acts out a huge death scene]
The Bride : Oh, B.B., you got me. I should have known... you are the best.
[collapses to the ground and pretends to die]
B.B. : Oh, Mommy, don't die. I was just playing.
The Bride : I know.
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Bill : I told her you were asleep. But that one day you would wake up and come back to her. And she asked me, "if Mommy's been asleep since I was born, then how would she know what I look like?" To which I replied, "because Mommy's been dreaming of you." That's what I said.
B.B : [affectionately] Did you dream of me? I dreamed of you.
The Bride : [crying] Every single night, baby. Every single night.
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Bill : Baby, don't you think Mommy has the prettiest hair in the whole wide world?
B.B. : [smiling] Yes, I do.
Bill : Matter of fact, it's better than pretty. What's better than pretty?
B.B. : Hmm. Gorgeous!
Bill : Very good. Gorgeous. Mommy is gorgeous.
[flattery doesn't bring him any luck]
Bill : Mm. You know, sweetie, Mommy is kind of mad at Daddy.