Buddha, Allah, Brahma,
Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms,
and Isadora Duncan...
PAN AWAY FROM THE SHRINE across the room. Late afternoon
light spills into the room, across fine old furniture, to a
small dressing table. A WOMAN applies make up.
ANNIE SAVOY, mid 30s, touches up her face. Very pretty,
knowing, outwardly confident. Words flow from her Southern
lips with ease, but her view of the world c
seat
BIPLANES, each armed with twin Vickers machine guns. The height of 1917
aircraft design, built for the sole purpose of blasting German planes
out of the skies.
SUPER "FRANCE 1917"
JACK DRISCOLL and his buddy, MATT HAMON are flying two of the CAMELS at
the rear of the formation. An UPTIGHT BRIT - McKECKNIE, is flying along
side them. Hes as JUMPY AS HELL, scanning the skies for enemy planes.
Kamikaze Girls Script
My bike ignites!
Farewell, useless Father
Farewell, Grandmother
Farewell, Buddha of Ushiku
Farewell...
"Baby,
the Stars Shine Bright"
And farewell, Ichigo
Its too late to say this, but...
I wish I had been born
in the Rococo era
Kamikaze Girls: The End
Thats a bit too short
so lets rewind a little
Rococo
th century France
at its most lavish
It made Baroque look positively so
Buddha, madame?
- Madame, lucky Buddha.
Thank God, my St. Christopher.
St. Christopher.
You see, my friend has been
urgently called to London
on a matter of
international importance,
and I have given him my
personal assurance
that you will secure an accommodation
for him on the coach to Calais.
- But, Signor Bianchi, I have already...
- Hector...
Excuse me, excuse me, gentlemen,
but Mr. Ratchett
Buddha.
And your haircut game is fucked up.
Girlfriend see that, she gonna shit on you.
This girl is different. All she cares about is Kevin Costner movies.
Im gonna let Kev do the foreplay, right? Mm-hmm.
And I figured I could get somethin from Garden of Weeden to make it interesting.
Costner, huh? Dances with Wolves. Mm-hmm.
Field ofDreams. Thats a corny motherfucker.
You gonna need some strong