[the Bride drags Buck's head to the doorjam]
The Bride:
[screams]
Where's Bill?
[slam]
The Bride:
Where's Bill?
[slam]
Buck:
[weakly]
Please stop hitting me...
The Bride:
WHERE'S BILL?
[slam]
Buck:
I-I don't know who Bill is!
The Bride:
BULLSHIT!
[another slam; then she notices the words "BUCK" and "FUCK" tattooed on his knuckles, and suddenly has a flashback from her coma]
Buck:
Well, ain't you the little slice of cutie pie they said you were. "Jane Doe," huh? Well, we don't know shit about you, huh? Well, I'm from Huntsville, Texas. My name is Buck, and I'm here to fuck, ha-ha-ha...
[back to the present]
The Bride:
[gently]
Your name is Buck, right?
[Buck's eyes widen]
The Bride:
[getting angrier]
And you came here to fuck, *right*?
Buck:
Wait a minute... WAIT A MINUTE-!
[and with a scream of effort and one mighty slam, Buck is dispatched to the hereafter; she goes through his pockets and finds a large pair of sunglasses, puts them on, then finds a set of car keys with a keychain that says:]
The Bride:
"Pussy Wagon." You *fucker*...
[one last slam]
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