Copperhead: So I suppose it's a little late for an apology, huh?
The Bride: You suppose correctly.
Copperhead: You have every right to want to get even.
The Bride: No. No. To get even? Even-Steven? I would have to kill you, go up to Nikki's room, kill her, then wait for your husband to come home, and kill him. That would be even, Verntia. That'd be about square.