The TWO WOMEN stand and face each other. Neither knows if
it's them who has been struck. Neither woman bleeds.
We feel a count of...One Mississippi...
EX CU: ONE SILVER BLADE, clean as a whistle.
EX CU: ONE SILVER BLADE with a smudge of CRIMSON BLOOD on its
TIP.
We feel a count of Two Mississippi...
ELLE,
BLOOD begins to PROJECTILE SPRAY out of a slice in Elle's
neck only a quarter of an inch long. The Blood does not exit
the neck as liquid but as a FINE RED MIST, like that of an
aerosol can, we even HEAR the slight SPRAY WHISTLE. Elle
feels nothing. She turns her eyes towards the sound of the
spray, and sees the blood escaping her like air from a
balloon. She lifts her hand and places it in the path of the
spray, it's immediately BATHED IN RED.
Elle drops the Bride's sword.
As her blood continues to escape, both women look across each
other.
The effect is that Elle Driver is a balloon and her life is
escaping before both their very eyes. And now looking across
at each other, the two women see the other for the first
time, not as adversaries, or opponents, or as rivals, or as
bitches...but as sisters.
Elle no longer has enough life in her to stand up...She falls
to her knees in front of The Bride....
...then as she dies, she leans the side of her head against
The Bride's standing body. Her blood runs down The Bride's
leg. As she passes on, Elle gently wraps her arms around the
Bride's leg.
The Bride's hands go down to Elle's long blonde hair, and
begins gently stroking it, easing her pain as she expires.
Only in death do they find the sisterhood that could have
been theirs.
WIDE SHOT
The Bride standing, Elle on her knees, the desert surrounds.
WIDE SHOT
The Bride has finished burying Elle. She sticks a jerry
rigged wood cross in the ground as a marker. Then using her
sog;
WOODEN CROSS
carves the name "L. DRIVER" on the cross.
them.
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