Because romance is dead.

[deadliestviper]

Sweetie. Let me make this perfectly clear, since you seem to have trouble grasping it.

The past is the past, and it ain't never happenin' again. Do you think I got this far by being stupid? Now I know Bill was one thing, you do too. But if I worked with O-Ren, Vernita, and Elle so long without anything besides well-deserved respect and hate developing, why would lust enter into it after they left me for dead? Why the fuck would I want to fuck anyone after the whole coma thing?

"Hate sex"? Please, bitch. My fucking and fighting days have gone the way of the Deadly Viper squad, I don't care who you're offering. Drop this bullshit; all I want to do is live what's left of my life in peace. So here's an idea: save your shipping and your lesbian fantasies for some other girl and let me find my daughter.

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[deadliestviper]

You're god damn right about that.

Before we get too far, tell me: am I going to need this?

[dielikeasamurai]

[Lazy little smile.]

It's of no use here.

But keep it. We have better conversations like this.

[deadliestviper]

Speak your piece, O-Ren.

[dielikeasamurai]

No piece, and no peace. I may be dead but it doesn't end with me. It doesn't end with you, or your little girl. It doesn't even end with Vernita's little girl. It will never end. That's the life you chose. You know that.

But it probably stings a little more coming from me.

[deadliestviper]

No, you were just the beginning. It didn't end with you or Elle or even Bill and it won't end with Sophie either, although before this tale is over I'm sure there will be blood on her hand. I know it won't end. How could I expect it to?

When the time comes, I'll accept my death as gracefully as you did yours. Until then all I want is a chance, just a few years, to give my daughter a childhood.