Bill? Wrong brother, you hateful bitch. Budd? Bingo! And to what do I owe this dubious...

Elle Driver: [into a phone] Bill? Budd: [into a phone] Wrong brother, you hateful bitch. Elle Driver: Budd? Budd: Bingo! Elle Driver: And to what do I owe this dubious pleasure? Budd: I just caught me a cowgirl that ain't never been caught. Elle Driver: Did you kill her? Budd: Well, not yet I ain't. I shot her full of rock salt. She's so gentle right now, I could perform her coup-de-grace with a rock. Anyhoo, guess what I'm holding in my hand right now. Elle Driver: What? Budd: A brand spankin' new Hattori Hanzo sword. And I'm here to tell you, Elle... that's what I call sharp. Elle Driver: How much? Budd: Well, that's hard to say, being that it's priceless and all. Elle Driver: What's the terms? Budd: Get your bony ass down here in the morning, with a million dollars in folding cash, and I'll give you the greatest sword ever made by man. How do you like the sound of that? Elle Driver: Sounds like we got a deal. One condition. Budd: What? Elle Driver: She must suffer to her last breath. Budd: Well, that little darlin', I can pretty much damn well guarantee. Elle Driver: Then I'll see you in the morning... millionaire.

Bill. Wrong brother, ya hateful bitch. Budd. Bingo. And to what do I owe this dubious pleasure? I just caught me the cowgirl that ain't never been caught. Did you kill her? Well, not yet, I ain't. I shot her full of rock salt. She's so gentle right now, I could perform her coup de grâce with a rock. Anywho... Guess what I'm holdin' in my hand right now. What? A brand-spankin'-new Hattori Hanzo sword. And I'm here to tell ya, Elle, that's what I call sharp. How much? Oh, that's hard to say, bein' that it's... priceless an' all. What's the terms? You get your bony ass down here first thing in the morning with a million dollars in folding cash, and I'll give you the greatest sword ever made by a man. Now, how do you like the sound of that? Sounds like we got a deal. One condition. What? She must suffer to her last breath. Well... That, Elle darlin', I can pretty much damn well guarantee. Then I'll see you in the mornin', millionaire. All right. Wakey-wakey. Eggs and bakey.