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Jules Winnfield: Oh, I'm sorry The Wolf: '' Now lets not start sucking each others dicks just yet. The Wolf: Now let's not start sucking each others dicks just yet.

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Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm superfly TNT. I'm the Guns of the Navarone. In fact what the fuck am I doing in the back!?

You're the motherfucker that should be on brain detail! Jimmie Dimmick: "Wow, you would never think it's the same car!

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Jimmie Dimmick: "You don't have to tell me how good my coffee is okay, I'm the one who buys it, I know how good it is Jimmie Dimmick: You don't have to tell me how good my coffee is okay, I'm the one who buys it, I know how good it is Jules Winnfield: Say what one more goddamn time!

I dare you Brett: what? Jules Winnfield: What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What!? Jules Winnfield: English, Motherfucker!

Do you speak it?!? Do you speak it? Vincent Vega: It's not the same, it's the same ballpark. Jules Winnfield: 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' yer tongue in the holiest of holies ain't the same fuckin' ballpark.

It ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Pumpkin: pulls out a gun Everyone stay cool. This is a robbery!

Pumpkin: [pulls out a gun] Everyone stay cool. Vincent Vega: Thats a pretty fuckin good milkshake Zed: Well, bring out the Gimp. Maynard: I think the Gimp is sleeping.

Zed: Well I guess you just have to go wake him up now, won't you? Marsellus Wallace: Night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting.

That's pride fucking with you. Fuck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. You fight through that shit. Jules Winnfield: I love you, Pumpkin.

Honey Bunny: I love you, Pumpkin. Pumpkin: I love you, Honey Bunny. Pumpkin: All right, everybody be cool, this is a robbery! Marsellus Wallace: Night of the fight, you get knocked out in the 5th round.

Jimmie Dimmick: When you drove up did you notice a sign on my house that says dead nigger storage? Vincent Vega: [after Vincent accidentally shoots Marvin in the face] Maybe the car hit a bump.

Koons: 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 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 on the other.

If it'd been me who'd not made it, Major Coolidge would be talking right now to my son, Jim. The way it turned out, I'm talking to you, Butch.

I got something for ya'. 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 wristwatches.

Up 'til then people just carried pocket watches. It was bought by private Erine Coolidge on the day he set sail for Paris. This was your great grandfather's war watch and he wore it every day he was in that war.

When he'd done his duty, went home to your great grandmother, took the watch off, put it in a 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 II. 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 was killed along with a lot of other Marines on the battle of Wake Island.

Your granddad was facing death; he knew it. Three days later your granddad was dead but Winocki kept his word. He was captured, put in a Vietnamese prison camp.

He knew that if the gooks ever saw the watch they would confiscate it; take it away. The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright.

Five long years he wore this watch up his ass. Then, he died of dysentery, gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass two years.

Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family and now, little man, I give the watch to you. Marsellus Wallace: YOu hear me talkin' , hillbilly boy?

I'm gonna get Medieval on your ass! Marsellus Wallace: You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. They speak emglish in What!?

Jules Winnfield: Is Marsellus Wallace a bitch?! Jules Winnfield: Does Marsellus Wallace look a bitch? Brett: No. Jules Winnfield: Then why are you trying to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?

Jules Winnfield: Mmmmmmm! This is [swallows] a tasty burger! Mia Wallace: So what do you think? Vincent Vega: I think it looks like a wax museum with a pulse.

Marsellus Wallace: I ain't through with you by a damn sight! I'm gonna get medieval on your ass. When you just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share silence.

Jules Winnfield: Shut the fuck up, fat man! This ain't none of your goddamn business. Jules Winnfield: Well, that's why I've been sitting here complating.

First, I'm gonna deliver this case to Marsellus, then basically I'm just gonna walk the earth. Vincent Vega: What do you mean, "walk the earth"?

Vincent Vega: What do you mean, 'walk the earth'? Jules Winnfield: You know like Cain in 'Kung Fu', walking place to place, meet people and get in adventures.

Vincent Vega: And how long do you intend to "walk the earth"? Vincent Vega: And how long do you intend to 'walk the earth'? Jules Winnfield: Until God puts me where he wants me to be.

Vincent Vega: And what if he don't do that? Jules Winnfield: If it takes forever, then I'll walk forever. Vincent Vega: You're really thinking about quitting?

Jules Winnfield: The life? Vincent Vega: Yeah. Jules Winnfield: Most definitely. Vincent Vega: Fuck. Of course how are you gonna do that?

Butch Coolidge: Are you okay? Marsellus Wallace: Nah, man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay Zed screams. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay [Zed screams].

Butch Coolidge: What now? Marsellus Wallace: What now? I'll tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard-pipe hittin' niggas to 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!

Jules Winnfield: What does Marsellus Wallace look like? Brett: W-What? They speak English in what? Jules Winnfield: English motherfucker!

Brett: Y-Yes! Jules Winnfield: Then explain what Marsellus Wallace looks like! Brett: W-what? I dare ya, I double dare ya motherfucker!

Brett: H-he's black! Jules Winnfield: shoots the guy on the sofa Oh I'm sorry did I break your concentration?

Jules Winnfield: [shoots the guy on the sofa] Oh I'm sorry did I break your concentration? Jimmie Dimmick: "do you know what's gonna happen if Bonnie comes home and finds a dead nigger in our garage"?

Jules Winnfield: [pointing his gun] Say what again. Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this? Butch Coolidge: It's a chopper, baby.

Fabienne: Whose chopper is this? Jules Winnfield: Look, just because I don't be givin' no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwone into a glass motherfuckin' house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks.

Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'll kill the motherfucker, know what I'm sayin'?

Vincent Vega: d'you know what French people eat french fries with???? Vincent Vega: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?

Jules Winnfield: ketchup??? Jules Winnfield: What? Vincent Vega: no Vincent Vega: Mayonnaise. Jules Winnfield: Goddamn. Vincent Vega: I've seen 'em do it, man.

They fuckin' drown 'em in that shit. That's when you know you've found somebody special. Vincent Vega: Oh man I shot Marvin in the face.

Vincent Vega: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face. Vincent Vega: Actually, there's something I've wanted to ask you about, but you seem like a nice person, and I didn't want to offend you.

Mia Wallace: Ohhh, this doesn't sound like the usual mindless, boring, getting-to-know you chit-chat. This sounds like you actually have something to say.

Vincent Vega: Well, well, I do But, you have to promise not to be offended. Mia Wallace: No, no, no. You can't promise something like that. I have no idea what you're gonna ask me.

So you can go ahead and ask me what you're gonna ask me, and my natural response could be to get offended. But then, through no fault of my own, I would have broken my promise.

Vincent Vega: Let's just forget it. Mia Wallace: That is an impossibility. Trying to forget anything as intriguing as this would be an exercise in futility.

Vincent Vega: Bacon tastes good; pork chops taste good Vincent Vega: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.

Jules Winnfield: Sewer rat might taste like pumpkin pie but I'll never know 'cause I won't eat the filthy mother-fucker.

Jules Winnfield: Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfucker. Pigs sleep and root in shit.

That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces. 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. Jules Winnfield: We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.

Vincent Vega: How many are up there? Jules Winnfield: Three or four. Vincent Vega: That's counting our guy? Jules Winnfield: Not sure.

Vincent Vega: So that means there could be up to five guys up there? Jules Winnfield: It's possible. Vincent Vega: We should have fucking shotguns.

Brett: He-he's black! Brett: [in pain] Nooo! Jules Winnfield: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett? Brett: I didn't. Jules Winnfield: Yes you did!

Yes you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him! Well Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs.

Jules Winnfield: [overturns the table] What country you from?! Brett: What-? Jules Winnfield: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of!

They speak English in "What"?! Jules Winnfield: 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in 'What'?!

Brett: Y-yes! Jules Winnfield: Then you know what I'm saying. Jules Winnfield: Describe, what Marcellus Wallace Brett: Wh-what?

I mea-. Jules Winnfield: [points gun in Brett's face] Say "what" again! Say "what" again! I double dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more Goddamn time!

Jules Winnfield: [points gun in Brett's face] Say 'what' again! Say 'what' again! Say 'what' one more Goddamn time! Jules Winnfield: Tell 'em, Vincent.

Vincent Vega: A Royale with Cheese. Jules Winnfield: A Royale with cheese! You now why they call it that? Jules Winnfield: [surprised] Check out the big brain on Brett!

You're a smart motherfucker. That's right, the metric system! Jules Winnfield: Looks like Vincent and I caught you boys at breakfast.

Sorry about that. Whatcha havin'? Brett: Hamburgers. Jules Winnfield: Hambergers! The cornerstone of any nutricious breakfast! What kind of hamburgers?

Brett: Ch-cheeseburgers. Jules Winnfield: No, no, no, Where'd you get 'em? Jack in the Box? Brett: Big Kahuna Burger.

Jules Winnfield: Big Kahuna Burger. That's the Hawaiian burger joint. I hear they got some tasty burgers! I ain't never had one myself.

How are they? Brett: They're good. Jules Winnfield: Mind if I try one of yours? This is a tasty burger! Vincent, ever have a Big Kahuna Burger?

They're real tasty! Vincent Vega: Ain't hungry. Vincent Vega: All right. Well, you can walk into a movie theater in Amsterdam and buy a beer. And I don't mean just like in no paper cup, I'm talking about a glass of beer.

And in Paris, you can buy a beer at McDonald's. And you know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris? Vincent Vega: Nah, man, they got the metric system.

They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is. Jules Winnfield: What do they call it? Vincent Vega: They call it a "Royale with cheese.

Vincent Vega: They call it a 'Royale with cheese. Jules Winnfield: "Royale with Cheese! Jules Winnfield: 'Royale with Cheese!

Vincent Vega: That's right. Jules Winnfield: What's a Big Mac? Jules Winnfield: "Le Big Mac! Jules Winnfield: 'Le Big Mac! Jules Winnfield: Why the fuck didn't you tell us there was someone in the bathroom?

Slipped your mind? Did you forget that there was somebody in there with a goddamn hand-cannon?!

Jules Winnfield: [to Marvin] Why the fuck didn't you tell us somebody was in the bathroom? Did you forget that somebody was in there with a goddamn hand cannon?

Butch Coolidge: Zed's dead baby. Butch Coolidge: You okay? I'm pretty fucking far from okay. Let me tell you what now.

I'm gonna call a couple of hard, pipe-hitting niggas to go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch.

Butch Coolidge: I meant, what now between me and you. Marsellus Wallace: Oh, that "what now". I tell you what now between me and you.

There is no "me and you". Not no more. Marsellus Wallace: Oh, that 'what now'. Butch Coolidge: So we cool?

Marsellus Wallace: Yeah, we cool. Two things: one, don't tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. It ain't nobody else's business.

Two, you leave town tonight, right now, and when you gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L. Butch Coolidge: Deal.

Jules Winnfield: Well I'm a mushroom cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Jules Winnfield: Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker!

Jules Winnfield: You happened to pull this shit while I was in a transitional period. Everybody be cool, this is a robbery!

Honey Bunny: Get up, you fucking pricks move, or I'll execute every motherfucking last one of you! Vincent Vega: Man, I just shot Marvin in the face!

Vincent Vega: Aw man! I just shot Marvin in the face! Marsellus Wallace: On the 5th, your ass goes down. Marsellus Wallace: In the fifth, your ass goes down.

Jules Winnfield: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing. Jules Winnfield: 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.

The Wolf: That's thirty minutes away. I'll be there in ten. Vincent Vega: They call it "Royale with cheese". Vincent Vega: They call it, Royale with cheese.

Vincent Vega: They call it a 'Royale' with cheese. Vincent Vega: Can't we just take it to a friendly place?

Jules Winnfield: This is the valley Vincent! Marcellus don't no friendly places! Jules Winnfield: English, motherfucker, do you speak it?!

Jules Winnfield: Jules: [Jules shoots the man on the couch] 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!

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I dare you Brett: what? Jules Winnfield: What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What!?

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Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but you know, touchin' his wife's feet and stickin' yer tongue in the holiest of holies ain't the same fuckin' ballpark.

It ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Pumpkin: pulls out a gun Everyone stay cool.

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Maynard: I think the Gimp is sleeping. Zed: Well I guess you just have to go wake him up now, won't you? Marsellus Wallace: Night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting.

That's pride fucking with you. Fuck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. You fight through that shit. Jules Winnfield: I love you, Pumpkin.

Honey Bunny: I love you, Pumpkin. Pumpkin: I love you, Honey Bunny. Pumpkin: All right, everybody be cool, this is a robbery!

Marsellus Wallace: Night of the fight, you get knocked out in the 5th round. Jimmie Dimmick: When you drove up did you notice a sign on my house that says dead nigger storage?

Vincent Vega: [after Vincent accidentally shoots Marvin in the face] Maybe the car hit a bump. Koons: 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 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 on the other.

If it'd been me who'd not made it, Major Coolidge would be talking right now to my son, Jim. The way it turned out, I'm talking to you, Butch.

I got something for ya'. 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 wristwatches.

Up 'til then people just carried pocket watches. It was bought by private Erine Coolidge on the day he set sail for Paris. This was your great grandfather's war watch and he wore it every day he was in that war.

When he'd done his duty, went home to your great grandmother, took the watch off, put it in a 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 II. 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 was killed along with a lot of other Marines on the battle of Wake Island.

Your granddad was facing death; he knew it. Three days later your granddad was dead but Winocki kept his word. He was captured, put in a Vietnamese prison camp.

He knew that if the gooks ever saw the watch they would confiscate it; take it away. The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright.

Five long years he wore this watch up his ass. Then, he died of dysentery, gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass two years.

Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family and now, little man, I give the watch to you. Marsellus Wallace: YOu hear me talkin' , hillbilly boy?

I'm gonna get Medieval on your ass! Marsellus Wallace: You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight.

They speak emglish in What!? Jules Winnfield: Is Marsellus Wallace a bitch?! Jules Winnfield: Does Marsellus Wallace look a bitch?

Brett: No. Jules Winnfield: Then why are you trying to fuck him like a bitch, Brett? Jules Winnfield: Mmmmmmm! This is [swallows] a tasty burger!

Mia Wallace: So what do you think? Vincent Vega: I think it looks like a wax museum with a pulse. Marsellus Wallace: I ain't through with you by a damn sight!

I'm gonna get medieval on your ass. When you just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share silence.

Jules Winnfield: Shut the fuck up, fat man! This ain't none of your goddamn business. Jules Winnfield: Well, that's why I've been sitting here complating.

First, I'm gonna deliver this case to Marsellus, then basically I'm just gonna walk the earth. Vincent Vega: What do you mean, "walk the earth"?

Vincent Vega: What do you mean, 'walk the earth'? Jules Winnfield: You know like Cain in 'Kung Fu', walking place to place, meet people and get in adventures.

Vincent Vega: And how long do you intend to "walk the earth"? Vincent Vega: And how long do you intend to 'walk the earth'? Jules Winnfield: Until God puts me where he wants me to be.

Vincent Vega: And what if he don't do that? Jules Winnfield: If it takes forever, then I'll walk forever. Vincent Vega: You're really thinking about quitting?

Jules Winnfield: The life? Vincent Vega: Yeah. Jules Winnfield: Most definitely. Vincent Vega: Fuck. Of course how are you gonna do that?

Butch Coolidge: Are you okay? Marsellus Wallace: Nah, man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay Zed screams. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay [Zed screams].

Butch Coolidge: What now? Marsellus Wallace: What now? I'll tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard-pipe hittin' niggas to 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! Jules Winnfield: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?

Brett: W-What? They speak English in what? Jules Winnfield: English motherfucker! Brett: Y-Yes! Jules Winnfield: Then explain what Marsellus Wallace looks like!

Brett: W-what? I dare ya, I double dare ya motherfucker! Brett: H-he's black! Jules Winnfield: shoots the guy on the sofa Oh I'm sorry did I break your concentration?

Jules Winnfield: [shoots the guy on the sofa] Oh I'm sorry did I break your concentration? Jimmie Dimmick: "do you know what's gonna happen if Bonnie comes home and finds a dead nigger in our garage"?

Jules Winnfield: [pointing his gun] Say what again. Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this? Butch Coolidge: It's a chopper, baby. Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?

Jules Winnfield: Look, just because I don't be givin' no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwone into a glass motherfuckin' house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks.

Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'll kill the motherfucker, know what I'm sayin'? Vincent Vega: d'you know what French people eat french fries with????

Vincent Vega: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup? Jules Winnfield: ketchup???

Jules Winnfield: What? Vincent Vega: no Vincent Vega: Mayonnaise. Jules Winnfield: Goddamn. Vincent Vega: I've seen 'em do it, man.

They fuckin' drown 'em in that shit. That's when you know you've found somebody special. Vincent Vega: Oh man I shot Marvin in the face.

Vincent Vega: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face. Vincent Vega: Actually, there's something I've wanted to ask you about, but you seem like a nice person, and I didn't want to offend you.

Mia Wallace: Ohhh, this doesn't sound like the usual mindless, boring, getting-to-know you chit-chat. This sounds like you actually have something to say.

Vincent Vega: Well, well, I do But, you have to promise not to be offended. Mia Wallace: No, no, no. You can't promise something like that.

I have no idea what you're gonna ask me. So you can go ahead and ask me what you're gonna ask me, and my natural response could be to get offended. But then, through no fault of my own, I would have broken my promise.

Vincent Vega: Let's just forget it. Mia Wallace: That is an impossibility. Trying to forget anything as intriguing as this would be an exercise in futility.

Vincent Vega: Bacon tastes good; pork chops taste good Vincent Vega: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.

Jules Winnfield: Sewer rat might taste like pumpkin pie but I'll never know 'cause I won't eat the filthy mother-fucker. Jules Winnfield: Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfucker.

Pigs sleep and root in shit. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces. 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. Jules Winnfield: We should have shotguns for this kind of deal. Vincent Vega: How many are up there?

Jules Winnfield: Three or four. Vincent Vega: That's counting our guy? Jules Winnfield: Not sure. Vincent Vega: So that means there could be up to five guys up there?

Jules Winnfield: It's possible. Vincent Vega: We should have fucking shotguns. Brett: He-he's black! Brett: [in pain] Nooo!

Jules Winnfield: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett? Brett: I didn't. Jules Winnfield: Yes you did! Yes you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him!

Well Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Jules Winnfield: [overturns the table] What country you from?!

Brett: What-? Jules Winnfield: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "What"?! Jules Winnfield: 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of!

They speak English in 'What'?! Brett: Y-yes! Jules Winnfield: Then you know what I'm saying. Jules Winnfield: Describe, what Marcellus Wallace Brett: Wh-what?

I mea-. Jules Winnfield: [points gun in Brett's face] Say "what" again! Say "what" again! I double dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more Goddamn time!

Jules Winnfield: [points gun in Brett's face] Say 'what' again! Say 'what' again! Say 'what' one more Goddamn time! Jules Winnfield: Tell 'em, Vincent.

Vincent Vega: A Royale with Cheese. Jules Winnfield: A Royale with cheese! You now why they call it that?

Jules Winnfield: [surprised] Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherfucker. That's right, the metric system!

Jules Winnfield: Looks like Vincent and I caught you boys at breakfast. Sorry about that. Whatcha havin'? Brett: Hamburgers. Jules Winnfield: Hambergers!

The cornerstone of any nutricious breakfast! What kind of hamburgers? Brett: Ch-cheeseburgers. Jules Winnfield: No, no, no, Where'd you get 'em?

Jack in the Box? Brett: Big Kahuna Burger. Jules Winnfield: Big Kahuna Burger. That's the Hawaiian burger joint.

I hear they got some tasty burgers! I ain't never had one myself. How are they? Brett: They're good.

Jules Winnfield: Mind if I try one of yours? This is a tasty burger! Vincent, ever have a Big Kahuna Burger?

They're real tasty! Vincent Vega: Ain't hungry. Vincent Vega: All right. Well, you can walk into a movie theater in Amsterdam and buy a beer. And I don't mean just like in no paper cup, I'm talking about a glass of beer.

And in Paris, you can buy a beer at McDonald's. And you know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?

Vincent Vega: Nah, man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is. Jules Winnfield: What do they call it?

Vincent Vega: They call it a "Royale with cheese. Vincent Vega: They call it a 'Royale with cheese. Jules Winnfield: "Royale with Cheese! Jules Winnfield: 'Royale with Cheese!

Vincent Vega: That's right. Jules Winnfield: What's a Big Mac? Jules Winnfield: "Le Big Mac! Jules Winnfield: 'Le Big Mac!

Jules Winnfield: Why the fuck didn't you tell us there was someone in the bathroom? Slipped your mind?

Did you forget that there was somebody in there with a goddamn hand-cannon?! Jules Winnfield: [to Marvin] Why the fuck didn't you tell us somebody was in the bathroom?

Did you forget that somebody was in there with a goddamn hand cannon? Butch Coolidge: Zed's dead baby. Butch Coolidge: You okay?

I'm pretty fucking far from okay. Let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard, pipe-hitting niggas to go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch.

Butch Coolidge: I meant, what now between me and you. Marsellus Wallace: Oh, that "what now". I tell you what now between me and you.

There is no "me and you". Not no more. Marsellus Wallace: Oh, that 'what now'. Butch Coolidge: So we cool? Marsellus Wallace: Yeah, we cool.

Two things: one, don't tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. It ain't nobody else's business.

Two, you leave town tonight, right now, and when you gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L. Butch Coolidge: Deal. Jules Winnfield: Well I'm a mushroom cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker!

Jules Winnfield: Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Jules Winnfield: You happened to pull this shit while I was in a transitional period.

Everybody be cool, this is a robbery! Honey Bunny: Get up, you fucking pricks move, or I'll execute every motherfucking last one of you!

Vincent Vega: Man, I just shot Marvin in the face! Vincent Vega: Aw man! I just shot Marvin in the face!

Marsellus Wallace: On the 5th, your ass goes down. Marsellus Wallace: In the fifth, your ass goes down. Jules Winnfield: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.

Jules Winnfield: 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.

The Wolf: That's thirty minutes away. I'll be there in ten. Vincent Vega: They call it "Royale with cheese". Vincent Vega: They call it, Royale with cheese.

Vincent Vega: They call it a 'Royale' with cheese. Vincent Vega: Can't we just take it to a friendly place? Jules Winnfield: This is the valley Vincent!

Marcellus don't no friendly places! Jules Winnfield: English, motherfucker, do you speak it?! Jules Winnfield: Jules: [Jules shoots the man on the couch] 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! What does Marsellus Wallace look like? Jules: What country are you from? Jules: "What" ain't no country I've ever heard of.

Jules: English, motherfucker, do you speak it? Jules: Then you know what I'm sayin'! Jules: Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!

Jules: Say 'what' again. Mia Wallace: Martin and Lewis. Vincent Vega: That's a good fuckin shake. I don't know if it's worth five dollas, but it's a good fuckin shake.

Honey Bunny: [about to rob a diner] I love you, Pumpkin.

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