She Kills (2016) - full transcript

Edwin!

Sadie!

Sadie, I've missed you so.

Edwin, you're making me blush.

Now, Edwin, just
a few more hours

and we'll be married.

You know what they say,

mahogany before marriage.

Sadie, you're so silly.

It's monogamy.

The board game?



What about it?

Oh, Sadie.

You're just so innocent.

I'm sorry for being
such a rough yin.

Apology accepted, Edwin.

But I can't wait to
give you my flower.

Did I embarrass you?

Sadie, you know I'm not much

for racy language.

Edwin, you silly.

Oh, then.

Really pretty set of
legs you got there, Skippy.

Now, you watch your language

or I'll give you
a good thrash ey.



Why don't you leave
us good folk alone?

You hooligan!

What's going on, Edwin?

No problem, Blondie.

Just a little joke between
me and your daddy-o here.

Now back off, you hear?

You both got really
luck this time.

You hear me, chickie?

You're real lucky I'm a
forgiving kind of guy.

Now get out of here before
I lose my good vibes.

You've been touched.

Oh, Edwin, be careful.

I got it, Sadie.

It's tradition.

Oh, Edwin, you've made
me the happiest bride ever.

You've made me the
happiest groom, Sadie.

It's time now, Edwin.

You mean it, Sadie?

Yes, you go make
yourself comfortable.

I have a special
surprise for you.

Let me, my lady.

Aw, my prince.

I'm going to make you
the gayest man alive,

Edwin Trey Harrison.

Oh, Edwin!

It's so romantic!

I hope you're ready.

Oh my, I guess you are ready.

Oh, I had no idea how
big you were, Edwin.

Edwin, I thought you had shaved.

Are you still wearing clothes?

Are you wearing leather?

Scream again, bitch, and
I'll turn your man here

into an Nancy and wear
his testes for earrings.

Oh, I'd heed her word, Cherry.

She has a vast collection
of testicle earrings.

Who are you people?

I'm Durk Mussow.

What do you want, Mr. Lassow.

I'm not a Lassow,

I'm a Mussow.

Durk Mussow,

leader of this here
gang, Touchers.

We run these parts.

I'm Beatrice, Durk's girl,

so don't get any ideas.

Shutup, you.

Sorry, Durk.

Damn right you are, beotch.

I'm Reggie, we met earlier

and I swing a mean staff.

I'm Poodle and I hate cats,

but I love pussy,

if you get my drift.

And that's Blue.

What do you want with us?

Us?

Oh no, baby, just you.

I'm Blue.

Blue!

What did I tell you
about cutting me off?

Sorry, Durk.

Blue bad.

Please, just go
and leave us alone.

What do you think, Edwin?

You like?

Stop it, you're hurting him.

He can barely breathe.

Oh, I'd worry a little more

about your sweet neck.

I heard about your sexy
little frolicking yesterday.

Reggie saw the whole thing.

And now I want to get a
little look for myself.

Yes.

Oh, Durky likey.

Hey, Boss.

Eddie, my boy,

you haven't pickled this mango?

Oh, you've got to be
fucking kidding me.

You haven't?

And you married her?

How long have you two
been seeing each other?

Two years.

Two years?

Two years!

Any guy who hasn't
been laid for two years

must be one of those
fudgepacking queers.

You know, Eddie,

there's tons of rotten
clams out there.

You just have to make
sure they have a pearl

before you steam them.

Oh yes.

There's a sunken
pirate ship here,

and I'm about to slam my key

into his treasure.

What is it, Durk?

Yeah, Boss.

What the?

Reggie, Poodle, Blue...

Blue?

What's happening?

Edwin?

What's going on?

What are you doing?

The fuck?

Get up, you shitheads.

We've got to get out of here.

Ugh, I don't love it.

What the fuck did
I eat last night?

Oh yeah.

I don't love it.

What got into us last night?

I don't know,

but it has something to do

with this bitch's
vertical bacon sandwich.

I didn't do anything.

You did something
to us, Cherry Poppins.

It was like the sineva.

It changed us, made us inhumane.

We've got to get out of here.

Now listen here, Sweet Nips.

You better not say
a word to anybody.

Don't make me kill you
to get the point across

that I will kill you.

Yes, yes, please just go.

Dad! Dad!

Sadie?

What happened to you?

Why aren't you on honeymoon?

Oh, Dad, it was horrible.

We were attacked by some gang

of some major bad asses.

They killed Edwin.

What? Oh my!

We need to get you to police.

Get changed, I get jacket.

Hello?

Father?

Father, no!

Hello, I'm here.

Father!

Father!

What shame to our family.

Family, my son.

You fool, you do
not understand yet,

but you will.

Understand what, my father?

Vagina is sweet,
the sweetest nectar.

She is your daughter.

I will have her
pink tuna taco.

Don't make me kill you.

Father, I don't
want to hurt you.

I love you.

Then join me son and together,

we will run a train
on this bitch.

Never!

Then I will send you to hell.

You think you can
beat me, son?

Soon you will see the
method to my madness.

No, not my puppy,
Jackie Poupou.

Father called upon the
ancient but forbidden

art of the dog.

I know you have lost your mind.

No, not Peter Mitten!

You forget, Father,

you trained me in petcata.

Yes, but this
student is not yet

the master.

Don't!

Hiyah!

That is one cat that
didn't land on his feet.

No, not my hamster, too.

Father, you forced
me to do this.

Shang Lee, I know, my son.

It is not your fault.

Shang Lee, you
have made me proud.

Sadie, Sadie, forgive me.

Father?

Oh thank you,
brother, you saved me.

I'm telling you, boss.

We've got to knife this twat.

She's going to tell the cops.

No, she won't.

She knows better.

Yeah, no one messes
with the Touchers.

I'm with Reggie, better
be safe than sorry.

Will you three
retards shut up?

You're really buzzing my mood.

Besides, there's a righteous
track on the juke box.

♪ And he's funky ♪

Oh, come on now, baby.

Hey, boss, I
think we really need

to discuss this soda pop.

Are you alright?

Yeah, Durk, I'm fine.

You totally arsed this
song for me, Reggie.

You know I don't talk business

when there's a rocking tune on.

I'm out of here.

I'm going back to
the club house.

You choads stay here.

Fuck you all!

If you won't get
that skank, I will.

Sadie, my dear,
what's happened?

Casparella, I don't
even know where to begin.

And then I came to you.

I think I know what it is.

What?

Please tell me.

You have a rare
condition, Sadie.

It's called Fire Crotch.

It's when a girl's vagina
has been touched by Satan.

It's like the pussy has
been possessed by a demon,

the scent of it,
when exposed to air,

makes men crazy.

Oh, Cass, why?

Why?

I know, Sadie, it's rare.

I don't know why Satan
chose your hairy goblet

to drink from, but he has.

All men are evil.

They are greedy,
they are animals.

Fire crotch makes them
behave how they really are,

unlocks the real them.

What can I do about it?

Well there's one thing,

but it brings a high price.

I don't care, tell me.

Edwin is dead.

My dad is dead.

My dog, cat, and hamster,
Mr. Bobo are all dead.

My brother's run away.

I want this gone.

Well, I can
perform a ceremony.

Basically, I excise Satan
from your cock-holster,

but in the end evil
takes domain there.

What does that mean?

It means you will
never know the pleasures

of the male penis again.

You will be a warrior
against men everywhere.

Your hatchet wound, your most
deadly weapon in the fight.

I don't care.

Do it, rid me of
this fire crotch.

Cass, are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Just give me a
moment to recover.

Did it work?

Yes.

Are you sure?

I don't feel any different.

You won't, but
yes it has worked.

Just remember, you are
now a weapon against man.

You can never have
sex with a man again

or that man will pay the
ultimate consequence.

What are you doing?

This is all you
have now, Sadie.

What?

You can never lie
with a man again,

only a woman.

What?

Cass, you tricked me.

No, I told you the truth.

I just didn't tell
you everything.

I couldn't, Cass, a woman?

Yuck, that's disgusting.

Two women kissing gently?

Their tongues
thrusting in and out

of each other's
waiting, wide open,

wanting mouths,
running their hands

all over each other's
bodies, exploring every

beautiful curve and
crevice with their fingers,

pinching each other's
rapidly hardening nipples

until their hands
slide down low,

fingers slipping in and
out of each other's moist

cheastings, until eventually

finally, their
heads drop down low,

tongues dancing circles
around each other's clitorises

before partaking in
the flash nectarines.

I've always thought you
were beautiful, Sadie.

Don't you think I'm beautiful?

Well, yeah.

This is all you have now.

Be with me, and I
promise you the pleasure

will be incredible.

I can't.

You'll be back.

Sadie, I'm so sorry.

I don't know what came over me.

Please forgive me.

I do, dear brother.

I understand everything now.

It wasn't your fault.

Get off my brother.

You wait your turn, bitch.

Durk thinks you can
keep your mouth shut

and I'm here to make
sure he's right.

Don't worry, babe, I got
the perfect gag for you.

I'm going to touch the
fuck out of you, bitch.

What are you going to do,

dry hump me to death, slut?

As a matter of fact.

You bitch, what
did you do to me?

My beautiful dick, what
did you do to my shlong?

You fucking slut.

You bitches are all the same.

I'm glad we killed your man.

What are you doing, whore?

No no no no no no...

You men are all the same.

You think you can just
take what you want,

and if you're told
no, you destroy,

deny it for anyone else.

Well, not anymore.

There's a new sheriff in town

and her meat flaps
are packing death.

Sadie.

Sadie.

Chang Lee loves-

- Shh. It's okay, relax.

Chang Lee loves,
Chang Lee loves.

Chang Lee loves.

Just relax, I'm going
to get you to a hospital.

Chang Lee loves.

Chang Lee loves.

Love, love, love.

Love.

Chang Lee love.

Damn.

Bitches gonna die.

Blue did it!

Woman hurt Blue's friends.

Blue's smash!

Blue got you.

Blue's going to get you
just like he got daddy

and little mommy, because
daddy, he tried to

put it in my brown eye and
you don't do that to Blue.

Just remember, you are
now a weapon against man.

You can never have
sex with a man again

or that man will pay the
ultimate consequence.

I want kill you, too.

Wow, Blue, I didn't realize
how big and strong you were.

You're so sexy.

You're muscles are so hard.

I like that.

Oh, I want you, Blue.

I want you right now.

Where's Durk?

Fuck off, whore.

Tell me where Durk
is or I'll kill you.

I love Durk,
I'll never be tramp

to some future lot lizard.

Tell me or the
other one goes, too.

Okay, okay, he's in the old
warehouse on Jame's Street.

Now that didn't need
to be so hard, did it?

What are you doing
you crazy cunt?

Are you gay, one of
those vagitarians?

You'll never get to him,
he has 100 cards in there.

Oh, I'll find a way.

I know man's weakness now,

his bologna pony.

Blue, are you okay?

What happened?

Blue okay.

It felt like thousands
of tiny needles

shooting up Blue's
special purpose.

That bitch has
some crazy honey pop.

Hurry, we've
got to get word to Durk

before the road doctor arrives.

Blue don't feel so good.

She changed, she
was strong, kickass.

Blue peepee hurts.

How'd she get
so badass so fast?

Uh oh.

What is it, Blue,
you got poopings again?

No, Blue think Blue
just has fartings.

Oh, Blue, that was the
stinkiest air biscuit

I've ever smelled.

Window broken.

What the fuck, Blue,
you have to hold it in.

Blue trying, Blue can't.

Blue prairie dogging.

Blue, pull over.

Uh oh, Blue sharting.

Blue still sharting.

Blue, what are you, four?

Hold it in.

Blue can't.

Blue got poopoo.

Blue, your shit's
clogged up the locks.

Can't stop best shit ever.

Slow down!

You ever dance with
the devil by the pale-

Avenge me, Bruce.

Sir.

Damn it, henchman.

What did I tell you
about interrupting

after I finished banging quim?

I'm sorry, sir, but
this is important.

Your gang, they're all dead.

How?

When?

What happened?

It was some girl,
a bartender told us.

From the sounds of
it, it was the whore

from the hotel
room you all raped.

Damn it.

If they're all dead, then she
must be coming for me next.

Luckily, conveniently in
a weird twist of fate,

I have all you henchmen.

Quickly, prepare the men.

Yes, sir.

All of you bitches out.

Except for you.

I need my thinking vagina on.

Freeze, bitch.

Throw the gun away.

Turn around.

You're one hot piece.

I can't wait to rape your ass.

What the fuck are you?

Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't pop you

right here right
now, slut bucket.

But I came back for you, Durk.

You killed all my men.

That was just a
misunderstanding.

A misunderstanding?

I just came back here for you.

They attacked me.

Well, you do have a point.

And so do you, Durk.

You know, Durk, when you
first took me like that,

I felt ashamed, violated,

but the truth is, I
was also a bit excited.

Oh you sluts usually are.

Yeah, you unlocked
something inside of me,

made me feel a way I
never imagined before.

And now, I think
you're the only man

who can ever make me
feel that way again.

Yeah, I do have
that way with women.

Yes you do.

Take me, Durk.

Take me in every position.

Front and back?

Yes, all three.

Do me hard.

Oh come on, Durk, I'm all yours.

Wait, first how about
licking me a bit

down there?

Oh, you like that, baby?

I don't know, Durk.

No one's ever licked
me down there before,

but I think that if
you do it, I will.

Oh you will.

Durk's tongue is legendary.

You like that?

How about a little
finger action?

My finger's stuck.

What the hell?

Oh don't stop, Durk.

You're hitting my g-spot.

Oh yeah, Sadie likey.

There is no peace
for you here, Sadie.

But why, Black Jesus?

I can't help it that I was
cursed by this fire crotch.

It is not that, Sadie.

Is it because
I sought revenge,

took the Lord's will
in my own hands?

No, that is wrong, but
that is not it, Sadie.

Then what is it, Black Jesus?

Why do you deny me
solace in this holy place

when I seek peace?

It is because you are
a lesbian now, Sadie.

What can I do, Black Jesus?

Drop to your knees
before me, Sadie.

Sware you obedience to man.

That will do it?

That will be a start,

plus my 16 inch Black Jesus
penis needs servicing.

What?

You must take my
penis inside you, Sadie.

It is the only thing that
can restore your vagina.

So that's it, Black Jesus?

I must have sex with you?

Don't look at it
that way, Sadie.

You can just lay
there if you want.

Is there no other way?

That's the only sure way.

I could jerk off on your ass,

but there's no guarantee
that'll be enough.

Come, Sadie, you know
my words to be true.

No, Black Jesus, I won't.

All men, they are the same.

They want a servant,
not a partner.

They want us to wait
on them hand and foot

and then lay back and spread
our legs whenever they deem.

Sex, sex, sex.

That's all they care about.

Edwin, Durk, even my
brother Chang Lee the third.

They mount us like mad gorillas,

always screaming, give me
the juice, give me the juice.

They think just because we
women own these tunnels of love,

they're entitled to a
free banana boat trip

whenever they want.

Well, no.

Sorry, sir.

This here birth cannon
is the river sticks

and the ferry woman's
payment is due

in order to pass.

Then you have doomed
yourself, Sadie.

No, Black Jesus, I have not.

It's not my fault, it's theirs.

It was their lack of control.

They're the ones
doomed, Black Jesus,

and I will bring my
fury down upon them.

I'm coming to get
them, Black Jesus,

every one of them,
and I'm bringing

my cock-killing panty
hamster with me.

Did you get your
revenge, girl?

Yes.

Good, now come and
pay your penance.

Sir, sorry to disturb
you, but we just got word

the northern territory
syndicate has been wiped out.

Everyone?

Yes, sir.

Rebel gang,
police, military.

See, those were my
first thought, too,

but no, sir.

They were done by one
person, reports indicate.

A woman with a killer vagina.

Tell me more about
this killer vagina.

I know you dickheads just
got done with a rough night,

but plant those feet in
cement because this speech

is going to be a
rough fucking ride.

For those of you who have
your heads stuck under rocks,

which is apparently the
majority of this gang,

we have been fucking up in
terms of late night looting

and the general killing
of the local population.

I have literally been
getting police reports

on gang members being
so fucking pussy

and so fucking inept.

If you're hearing this
and saying to yourself

that OMG, Durk, been
having so much fun

with my boys this week,
then punch yourself

right in the fucking face,
so I don't have to find you

later and do it myself.

I don't give a flying fuck

about how much you love
talking to your brothers.

You have 390 days out
of the fucking year

to talk to your brothers,
and this week is not.

I fucking repeat,
not one of them.

This week is about
fostering fear

in the local community,
and that's not

fucking possible if you're
standing around here

talking to each other and
not out causing havoc.

News flash, you stupid cocks,

neighborhoods don't
fear pussy gangs.

Double fucking news flash,

the locals aren't going
to give us our protection

money if we're not out
kicking fucking ass,

which by the way,
if you're an idiot,

and need it spelled out
for you, we're not kicking

fucking ass.

This also applies
to you little shits

who have been playing
grab ass in plain sight

in front of local rival gangs.

Are you fucking retarded?

That's not a
rhetorical question.

I want you to tell me
if you're mentally slow

so I can take you out of
nighttime looting runs.

If another gang openly
said yeah, we're going

to take over the Toucher's
territory, would you be happy?

Would you?

No, you wouldn't, so why
the fuck would you act

like queers in front of them?

In front of them!

First of all, you shouldn't
be playing grab ass.

I don't give a fuck if you
don't think they're watching

or around.

You don't do it in public.

You don't do it in public,

and you especially
do fucking not

get other henchmen
to do it with you.

But Durk, you say in a
whiny little bitch voices,

you listen to me.

I've been kicking ass at
all the local gang rigs.

Doesn't that count as something?

No, you stupid fucking asshats.

It fucking doesn't.

And do you know fucking why
it doesn't fucking count?

Because you have been fucking
up at local shakedowns

as well.

I've not only got reports
about gang members

giving leeway to
local businesses.

For example, being
stupid shits and saying

something like, I'll
get it next week.

It's not fucking okay.

But I've gotten reports that
this lagging collections

has allowed gangs to
move in on our territory.

The opposing fucking gangs.

Are you fucking stupid?

I don't give a shit
about gang wars.

You collect protection fees.

You don't allow gangs to
infringe on our territories.

You don't give extra time.

If they can't pay,
you break legs.

Or are you so fucking
dense about what it means

to make people like
you that you think

if you're a good little
supporter of the local community,

that will make people
love us and send us money

to buy hookers and booze.

Well, I think it's
time someone told you

that doesn't fucking happen.

I will fucking cunt-punt
the next person I hear

doing something like
that, and I don't care

if you cry your little
gang member eyes out.

I will fucking assault you.

Oh, Durk, I'm now crying
because your speech

is making me oh so sad.

Well, good.

If this speech applies
to you in any way,

meaning if you're a
little ass wipe who stands

in a corner not connecting,
or you're a weird little shit

who does weird shit
during the day,

then this following
message is for you.

Do not go to tonight's rumble.

I'm not fucking kidding.

Don't go, seriously.

If you've got any of the
things that I've mentioned

in this speech, or you
have some rare disease

where you're able to
not do these things,

then you are horrible, I
repeat, horrible muscle

for the gang.

I would rather have four gang
members that can kick ass

and stab a few people and
aren't fucking pussies

than 80 that are
fucking faggots.

If you're one of those
people who have told me

oh no, boo hoo, I can't
kill anyone, I'm too sober,

then I fucking pity you

because I don't know how
you got this far in life.

And with that in mind,
don't fucking show up

unless you're going to
stop being a god damn

cock block for this gang.

Seriously, I swear to
god, if I see anyone

being a god damn boner
at tonight's rumble,

I will tell you to leave
even if you're packing heat.

I'm not even kidding.

Try me, and for those
of you that are offended

by this speech, I
would apologize,

but I really don't give a fuck.

Go fuck yourselves.