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(Character | Elle Driver | |
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Gender | Female | |
Age Range(s) | Adult (36-50) | |
Type of monologue / Character is | To somebody who is dying | |
Type | Serio-comic | |
Year | 2004 | |
Period | Contemporary | |
Genre | Action | |
Description | A woman goes on a revenge quest. | |
Details | 2 hr into the film |
Summary
A woman goes on a revenge quest.
Written by Lena Dunham
Excerpt |
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I'm sorry Budd. That was rude of me, wasn't it? I'd like to introduce you to my friend, the black mamba. Black mamba, this is Budd. You know, before I picked that little fella up, I looked him up on the Internet. Fascinating creature, the black mamba. Listen to this: "In Africa, the saying goes 'In the bush, an elephant can kill you, a leopard can kill you, and a black mamba can kill you. But only with the mamba is death sure.' Hence its handle, 'Death Incarnate.'" Pretty cool, huh? "The venom of a black mamba can kill a human in four hours if, say, bitten on the ankle or the thumb. However, a bite to the face or torso can bring death from paralysis within 20 minutes." Now, you should listen to this, 'cause this concerns you. "The amount of venom that can be delivered from a single bite can be gargantuan." You know, I've always liked that word... 'gargantuan'... so rarely have an opportunity to use it in a sentence. "If not treated quickly with antivenom, 10 to 15 milligrams can be fatal to human beings. However, the black mamba can deliver as much as 100 to 400 milligrams of venom from a single bite." Now in these last agonizing minutes of life you have left, let me answer the question you asked earlier more thoroughly. Right at this moment, the biggest "R" I feel is Regret. Regret that maybe the greatest warrior I have ever known, met her end at the hands of a bushwhackin', scrub, alky piece of shit like you. That woman deserved better....[receives call] Bill, I have some tragic news. Your brother's dead. I'm so sorry baby. She put a black mamba in his camper. I got her, she's dead. Let me put it this way: you ever start feeling sentimental, go to Barstow, California. When you get here, walk into a florist and buy a bunch of flowers. Then you take those flowers to Huntington Cemetery on Fuller and Guadalupe, look for the headstone marked "Paula Schultz" and lay them on the grave. 'Cause you will be standing at the final resting place of Beatrix Kiddo. |