Not rationality.

“It’s mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack.
Not rationality.”

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Besides Pulp Fiction
(which I stopped counting after I watched it for the 52nd time in high school!),
the two volumes of Kill Bill are my favourite Tarantino films.
The brilliant & bloody story of a mother’s revenge. 

A few gems from The Bride (aka Beatrix Kiddo) just for Neen
(and all those other Kill Bill lovers out there)!

“Looked dead, didn’t I? But I wasn’t. But it wasn’t from lack of trying, I can tell you that. Actually, Bill’s last bullet put me in a coma. A coma I was to lie in for four years. When I woke up, I went on what the movie advertisements refer to as a ‘roaring rampage of revenge.’ I roared. And I rampaged. And I got bloody satisfaction. I’ve killed a hell of a lot of people to get to this point, but I have only one more. The last one. The one I’m driving to right now. The only one left. And when I arrive at my destination, I am gonna kill Bill.”

“Hard part’s over.
Now let’s get these other piggies wiggling.”

“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.”

“You know, five years ago, if I had to make a list of impossible things that would never happen, you performing a coup de grace on me, by busting a cap in my crown, would have been right at the top of the list. But I’d be wrong, wouldn’t I?”

“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!”

“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.”

“My Pussy Wagon died on me.”

“Before that strip turned blue, I was a woman. I was your woman. I was a killer who killed for you. Before that strip turned blue, I would have jumped a motorcycle onto a speeding train… for you. But once that strip turned blue, I could no longer do any of those things. Not anymore. Because I was going to be a mother. Can you understand that?”

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