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| Brett | "I just want you to know how sorry we are, th-that things got so fucked up with us an-and Mister Wallace. W-we got into this thing with the best intentions, really. I never--" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[Jules shoots the man lying on the couch] "Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue. You were saying something about 'best intentions'? What's the matter? Oh, you were finished! Oh, well, allow me to retort." [pause] "What does Marcellus Wallace look like?" |
| Brett | "What?" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[Jules flips over the table Brett is sitting at] "What country you from?!" |
| Brett | "Wha-what?" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"'What' ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in 'What'?" |
| Brett | "What?!" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"English, motherfucker, do you speak it?!" |
| Brett | "Y-yes!" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Then you know what I'm saying. Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!" |
| Brett | "What? I--" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Say 'what' again! Say 'what' again!! I dare ya, I double dare ya motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time!" |
| Brett | "H-he's black!" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Go on!" |
| Brett | "H-he's bald!" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Does he look like a bitch?" |
| Brett | "What?" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[Jules shoots Brett] "Does. He. Look. Like a bitch?!" |
| Brett | "No!" | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Then why you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"We gotta be real fuckin' delicate with this 'Jimmie' situation. He's one remark away from kickin' our asses out the door." |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Well, if he does, what do we do?" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Well, we ain't leaving till we made a couple calls, but I don't want it to reach that pitch - Jimmie's a friend. You don't come into your friend's house and start telling him what's what." |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Just tell him not to be abusive, that's all. He kinda freaked out back there when he saw Marvin." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Well, put yourself in his position, I mean, it's eight o'clock in the morning. He just woke up. He wasn't expecting this shit. I mean, shit, we gotta remember here who's doing who a favor." |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Well, if that favor means that I gotta take shit, then he can just stick that favor straight up his ass. I don't care." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Hey, fuck, nigger! What the fuck you just do to his towel, man?!" |
| Vincent Vega |
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"I was dryin' my hands!" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Well, you're supposed to wash 'em first!" |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Well, you watched me wash 'em." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"I watched you get 'em wet!" |
| Vincent Vega |
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"I was washin' 'em. Th-this shit's hard to get off! Maybe if he had 'Lava', I could've done a better job." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"I used the same fuckin' soap you did, and when I finished, the towel didn't look like no goddamn 'Maxipad'! Now, what if he was to come in here and see his towel like this, Vincent?! It's shit like this, that's gonna bring this situation to a head, man!" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[after taking a sip of coffee] "Mmm! Goddamn, Jimmie! This some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vincent would've satisfied with some freeze-dried 'Taster's Choice'. Right?" [laughs] "And he springs this serious gourmet shit on us! What flavor is this?" |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"Knock it off, Julie." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"What?" |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"I don't need you to tell me how fuckin' good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it, I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys shit! I buy the gourmet expensive stuff 'cause when I drink it, I wanna taste it. But you know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the coffee in my kitchen. It's the dead nigger in my garage." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Oh, Jimmie don't even worry about--" |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"No, no, no, no, no, I don't want you to think about anything. I wanna ask you a question - when you came pullin' in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said 'Dead Nigger Storage'?" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Jimmie, you know I ain't seen no--" |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"Did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said 'Dead Nigger Storage'?!" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"No. I didn't." |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"You know why you didn't see that sign?" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[sighs] "Why?" |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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"'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead niggers ain't my fuckin' business, that's why!" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Oh, man! I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up, repugnant shit." |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that 'once a man admits that he is wrong, that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings?' Have you ever heard that?" |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Get the fuck out my face with that shit! The motherfucker 'said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull, on account of your dumb ass." |
| Vincent Vega |
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"I got a threshold, Jules, I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now I'm, right now, I'm a fucking race car, right? And you got me in the red. And I'm just saying... I'm just saying that it's fuckin' dangerous to have a race car in the red. That's all. I could blow." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Oh, oh, you ready to blow?!" |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Yeah, I'm ready to blow." |
| Jules Winnfield |
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"Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-laying motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm 'Superfly TNT'. I'm the 'Guns of the Navarone'. In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back?! You're the motherfucker should be on brain detail! We're fuckin' switching. I'm washin' the windows, and you pickin' up this nigger's skull! |
| Winston Wolf |
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[Assessing the situation with the dead body in Jules' car] Okay,first thing: you two. [to Jules and Vincent] Take the body, stick it in the trunk. Now Jimmie, this looks to be a pretty domesticated house. That would lead me to believe that in the garage or under the sink, you got a bunch of cleaners and cleansers, shit like that? |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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Yeah, yeah, Mr. Wolf. Under the sink. |
| Winston Wolf |
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Good. What I need you fellas to do is to take those cleaning products and clean the inside of the car. I'm talking fast, fast, fast. You need to go in the back seat, scoop up all those little pieces of brain and skull. Get it out of there. Wipe down the upholstery. Now, when it comes to upholstery, it don't gotta be spic and span. You don't need to eat off it. Just give it a good once-over. What you gotta focus on are the really messy parts. The pools of blood that have collected, you gotta soak that shit up! Now, Jimmie. We gotta raid your linen closet. I need blankets, I need comforters, I need quilts, I need bedspreads. Thicker the better, darker the better. No whites. Can't use em. We need to camouflage the interior of the car. We need to line the front seat, the backseat and the floorboards with quilts and blankets. So if a cop stops us and starts sticking his big snout in the car, the subterfuge won't last. At a glance, the car will appear to be normal. Jimmie, lead the way. Boys, get to work. |
| Vincent Vega |
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"Please" would be nice. |
| Winston Wolf |
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Come again? |
| Vincent Vega |
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I said "A 'please' would be nice." |
| Winston Wolf |
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[glaring] Get it straight, buster. I'm not here to say "please," I'm here to tell you what to do. If self-preservation is an instinct you posses, you better do it and do it fucking quick. I'm here to help. If my helps not appreciated, lotsa luck, gentlemen |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[interjecting] No, no, no, Mr. Wolf. It ain't like that. You help is definitely appreciated. |
| Vincent Vega |
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[Interrupting] Mr. Wolf, listen. I don't mean disrespect, okay? I respect you. I just don't like people barking orders at me, that's all. |
| Winston Wolf |
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If I'm curt with you, it's because time is a factor; I think fast, I talk fast, and I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this. So, pretty please, with sugar on top, clean the fucking car. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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I don't remember askin' you a Goddamn thing! |
| Winston Wolf |
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I'm Winston Wolfe. I solve problems. |
| Butch Coolidge |
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[after Butch saves Marsellus from rapists] You okay? |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay. |
| Butch Coolidge |
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What now? |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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What now? Let me tell you what now. I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'ma get medieval on your ass |
| Butch Coolidge |
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I meant what now between me and you? |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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Oh, that what now. I tell you what now between me and you. There is no me and you. Not no more. |
| Winston Wolf |
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That's thirty minutes away. I'll be there in ten. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home and have a heart attack. |
| Vincent Vega |
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That's a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don't know if it's worth five dollars but it's pretty fucking good. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Well, if you like burgers give 'em a try sometime. I can't usually get 'em myself because my girlfriend's a vegitarian which pretty much makes me a vegitarian. But I do love the taste of a good burger. Mm-mm-mm. You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with cheese in France? |
| Brett | No. | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Tell 'em, Vincent |
| Vincent Vega |
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A Royale with cheese. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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A Royale with cheese! You know why they call it that? |
| Brett | Because of the metric system? | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherfucker. That's right. The metric system. What's in this? |
| Brett | Sprite. | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Sprite, good. You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down? |
| Brett | Go right ahead | |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Ah, hit the spot |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing |
| Vincent Vega |
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It's not. It's the same ballpark. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean shit. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Have you ever given a foot massage? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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[scoffs] Don't be tellin' me about foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' master. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Given a lot of 'em? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be ticklin' or nothin'. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Would you give a guy a foot massage? [Jules gives Vincent a long look, realizing he's been set up] |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Fuck you. |
| Vincent Vega |
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You give them a lot? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Fuck you. |
| Vincent Vega |
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You know, I'm getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' a little pissed here. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Jules, if you give that fuckin' nimrod fifteen hundred dollars, I'm gonna shoot him on general principles. |
| Vincent Vega |
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Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Why the fuck did you do that!? |
| Vincent Vega |
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Well, I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident! |
| Jules Winnfield |
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The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Well, the way they make shows is, they make one show. That show's called a pilot. Then they show that show to the people who make shows, and on the strength of that one show they decide if they're going to make more shows. Some pilots get picked and become television programs. Some don't, become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing. |
| Mia Wallace |
|
Don't you hate that? |
| Vincent Vega |
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What? |
| Mia Wallace |
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Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? |
| Vincent Vega |
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I don't know. That's a good question. |
| Mia Wallace |
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That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence. |
| Butch Coolidge |
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You feel that pinch, big boy? That's pride fucking with ya! |
| Mia Wallace |
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I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and do WHATEVER I WANTED. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good. |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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In the fifth, your ass goes down. Say it. |
| Butch Coolidge |
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In the fifth, my ass goes down. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Wanna know what I'm buyin' Ringo? |
| Pumpkin |
|
What? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Your life. I'm givin' you that money so I don't hafta kill your ass. You read the Bible? |
| Pumpkin |
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Not regularly. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you. I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, that meant your ass. I never game much thought to what it meant. I just thought it was a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before I popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think twice. See, now I'm thinkin': maybe it means you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could mean you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. And I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin', Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be the shephers |
| Lance | (referring to heroin) This is 500 a gram. But when you shoot it, you will know where that extra money went. Now, there's nothing wrong with these two. This is real, real, real, good shit. But this one is a fucking madman. | |
| Vincent Vega |
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Remember, I just got back from Amsterdam. |
| Lance | (Scoffs) Am I a nigger? Are we in Inglewood? No, you're in my home. Now white people who know the difference between good shit and bad shit, this is the house they come to. Now, my shit, I'll take the Pepsi Challenge with that Amsterdam shit any ol' day of the fuckin' week. | |
| Vincent Vega |
|
That's a bold statement. |
| Lance | This ain't Amsterdam, Vincent. This is a seller's market. Coke is fuckin' dead as...dead. Heroin, it's comin' back in a big fuckin' way. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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I don't wanna hear about no motherfuckin' ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is, You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the cavalry which should be coming directly. |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the Wolf who should be coming directly. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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You sending the Wolf? |
| Marsellus Wallace |
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Oh, you feel better, motherfucker? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Shit, negro, that's all you had to say. |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. No marriage counselling, no trial separation, I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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I can't believe this is the same car. |
| Winston Wolf |
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Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet. |
| Fabienne |
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Who`s motorcycle is this? |
| Butch Coolidge |
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It's a chopper baby. |
| Fabienne |
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Who's chopper is this? |
| Butch Coolidge |
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It's Zed's |
| Fabienne |
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Who's Zed? |
| Butch Coolidge |
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Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead. |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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When you drove in here, did you see the sign at the front of my house that said 'Dead Nigger Storage'? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Jimmie you know we didn't see no si- |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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Did you see the sign at the front of my house that said 'Dead Nigger Storage'!? |
| Jules Winnfield |
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No, I didn't. |
| Jimmie Dimmick |
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You wanna know WHY you didn't see that sign? Because it ain't there 'cause storing dead niggers ain't my fucking business, that's why! |
| Captain Koons | [To young Butch] Hello, little man. Boy, I sure heard a bunch about you. See, I was a good friend of your dad's. We were in that Hanoi pit of hell together for over five years. Hopefully, you'll never have to experience this yourself, but when two men are in a situation like me and your dad were, for as long as we were, you take on certain responsibilities of the other. If it had been me who had not made it, Major Coolidge would be talking right now to my son Jim. But the way it turned out is I'm talking to you, Butch. I got something for ya. [Holds up watch] This watch I got here was first purchased by your great-grandfather during the first world war. It was bought in a little general store in Knoxville, Tennessee, made by the first company to ever make wrist watches. Up until then, people just carried pocket watches. It was bought by Private Doughboy Ryan Coolidge the day he set sail for Paris. This was your great-grandfather's war watch, and he wore it every day he was in the war. Then when he had done his duty, he went home to your great-grandmother, took the watch and put it in an old coffee can. And in that can it stayed 'til your granddad Dane Coolidge was called upon by his country to go overseas and fight the Germans once again. This time they called it World War Two. Your great-grandfather gave this watch to your granddad for good luck. Unfortunately, Dane's luck wasn't as good as his old man's. Dane was a Marine and he was killed along with all the other Marines at the battle of Wake Island. Your granddad was facing death, and he knew it. None of those boys had any illusions about ever leaving that island alive. So three days before the Japanese took the island, your granddad asked a gunner on an Air Force transport named Winocki, a man he had never met before in his life, to deliver to his infant son, who he had never seen in the flesh, his gold watch. Three days later, your granddad was dead. But Winocki kept his word. After the war was over, he paid a visit to your grandmother, delivering to your infant father, his Dad's gold watch. This watch. This watch was on your Daddy's wrist when he was shot down over Hanoi. He was captured and put in a Vietnamese prison camp. He knew if the gooks ever saw the watch that it'd be confiscated; taken away. The way your Dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slopes were gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something. His ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Whether or not what we experienced was an According to Hoyle miracle is insignificant. What is significant is that I felt the touch of God. God got involved. |
| Jules Winnfield |
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Bitch, be cool! |
| Honey Bunny |
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[about to rob a diner] I love you, Pumpkin. |
| Pumpkin |
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I love you, Honey Bunny. |
| Pumpkin |
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[Standing up with a gun] All right, everybody be cool, this is a robbery! |
| Honey Bunny |
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Any of you fucking pricks move, and I'll execute every motherfucking last one of ya! |
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