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Jules : You, flock of seagulls, you know why we're here? Why don't you tell my man Vincent where you got the shit hid at?
Marvin : It's over th...
Jules : I don't remember askin' you a Goddamn thing! You were saying?
Roger : It's in the cupboard. [ Vincent starts looking in the upper cupboard ]
Roger : No, no, the one by your kn-knees.
Jules : We happy? [ Vincent continues staring at the briefcase's contents ]
Jules : Vincent! We happy?
Vincent : Yeah, we happy.
Brett : I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. I got yours, Vincent, right? But I didn't get yours...
Jules : My name's Pitt. And your ass ain't talkin' your way out of this shit.
Brett : No, no, I just want you to know... I just want you to know how sorry we are that things got so fucked up with us and Mr. Wallace. We got into this thing with the best intentions and I never...
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! Well, allow me to retort. What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Brett : What?
Jules : What country are you from?
Brett : What? What? Wh - ?
Jules : "What" ain't no country I've ever heard of. They speak English in What?
Brett : What?
Jules : English, motherfucker, do you speak it?
Brett : Yes! Yes!
Jules : Then you know what I'm sayin'!
Brett : Yes!
Jules : Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!
Brett : What?
Jules : Say

Jules : Hey kids! How you boys doin'? [ to man laying on the couch ]
Jules : Hey, keep chillin'. You know who we are? We're associates of your business partner Marsellus Wallace. You do remember your business partner don't you? Let me take a wild guess here. You're Brett, right?
Brett : Yeah.
Jules : I thought so. You remember your business partner Marsellus Wallace, don't you, Brett?
Brett : Yeah, yeah, I remember him.
Jules : Good. Looks like me an Vincent caught you boys at breakfast. Sorry about that. Whatcha havin'?
Brett : Hamburgers.
Jules : Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast. What kind of hamburgers?
Brett : Ch-cheeseburgers.
Jules : No, no no, where'd you get 'em? McDonalds? Wendy's? Jack in the Box? Where?
Brett : Big Kahuna Burger.
Jules : Big Kahuna Burger. That's that 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 : Mind if I try one of yours? This is yours here, right? [ Picks up burger and takes a bite ]
Jules : Mmm-mmmm. That is a tasty burger. Vincent, ever have a Big Kahuna Burger? [ Vincent shakes his head ]
Jules : Wanna bite? They're real tasty.
Vincent : Ain't hungry.
Jules : 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 : Tell 'em, Vincent.
Vincent : A Royale with

Mia : 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.

The Wolf : That's thirty minutes away. I'll be there in ten.

Butch: Will you hand me a towel, tulip?
Fabienne: Ah, I like that. I like tulip. Tulip is much better than mongoloid.

Jules: 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.

Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: What country you from?
Brett: What?
Jules: What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What?
Brett: What?
Jules: ENGLISH, MOTHER****ER! DO-YOU-SPEAK-IT?
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Then you know what I'm saying!
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!
Brett: What, I-?
Jules: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, mother****er. Say what one more goddamn time.
Brett: He's b-b-black...
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He's bald...
Jules: Does he look like a *****?
Brett: What? [Jules shoots Brett in shoulder]
Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A *****?
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why you try to **** him like a *****, Brett?
Brett: I didn't.
Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to **** him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be ****ed by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.

[Vincent goes up to Butch at the bar]
Butch: Starin' at something, friend?
Vincent: I ain't your friend, palooka.
Butch: What did you say?
Vincent: I think you heard me just fine, punchy.

Butch : Will you hand me a towel, miss beautiful tulip?
Fabienne : Ah, I like that. I like tulip. Tulip is much better than mongoloid.

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