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concentr.wav (51K)
Loud gunshot.
Jules: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration?
marvin.wav (50K)
Vincent: Aw, man... I shot Marvin in the face.
Jules: Why the fuck'd you do that!
Vincent: Well I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident.
coffee.wav (370K)
Jules: God damn Jimmy! This some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vincent woulda been satisfied with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, right? And he springs this serious gourmet shit on us. What flavor is this?
Jimmy: Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: What?
Jimmy: I don't need you to tell me how fuckin' good my coffee is, ok? 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 y
ou know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the coffee in my kitchen. It's the dead nigger in my gararge.
medieval.wav (290K)
Marsellus: What now? Lemme tell you what now. I'm gonna call up a couple a hard, pipe-hittin' niggers and go to work on the holmes here with a pair a pliars and a blowtorch. You hear me talkin' Hillbilly Boy? I ain't through wit
h you by a damn site. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass.
rapist.wav (107K)
Marsellus: This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain Rapist here.
trouble.wav (69K)
Mia: If Marcellus knew about this incident, I'd be in as much trouble as you.
Vincent: I seriously doubt that.
excessiv.wav (236K)
Mia: You heard Marcellus threw Tony Rocky Horror out of a four story window for giving me a foot massage?
Vincent: Uh huh.
Mia: And you believe that?
Vincent: Well.. at the time I was told it sounded reasonable.
Mia: Marcellus throwing Tony out of a four story window for massaging my feet seemed reasonable?
Vincent: No, it seemed excessive. But that doesn't mean it didn't happen.
trippy.wav (55K)
Jodi: Wow... that was fuckin' trippy.
dicks.wav (34K)
Mr. Wolfe: Well, let's not start suckin' each others dicks quite yet.
dns.wav (225K)
Jimmy: When you came pullin' in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: Jimmy, you know I ain't seen no shit...
Jimmy: Did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: No. I didn't.
Jimmy: Do you know WHY you didn't see that sign?
Jules: Why?
Jimmy: 'Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead niggers ain't my fuckin' business, that's why!
cleancar.wav (124K)
Mr. Wolfe: 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 want to get out of this. So.... pretty please, with sugar on top... clean the fuckin' car.
footmass.wav (693K)
Jules: It was a foot massage. A foot massage means nothin'. I give my mother a foot massage.
Vincent: It's layin' your hands in a familiar way on Marsellus' new wife. Is it as bad as eatin' her pussy out? No. But it's the same fuckin' ballpark.
Jules: 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: It's not... it's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but y'know, touching his wife's feet and stickin' your tounge in the holiest of holys ain't in the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same lea
gue, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: Don't be tellin' me about fuckin' foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' masta.
Vincent: You given a lot of 'em?
Jules: Shit yeah... I got my technique down and everything. I don't be ticklin' or nothin'
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent:You give 'em alot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I'm kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Yo man, you just back off. I'm gettin' a little pissed here.
intpoint.wav (134K)
Vincent: I mean that's his fuckin' wife man, he don't have a sense of humor about this shit... you know what I'm sayin'?
Jules: It's an interesting point. C'mon. Let's get in character.
pitt.wav (42K)
Jules: My name's Pitt. And your ass ain't talkin' your way outta this shit.
bigbrain.wav (77K)
Jules: Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherfucker, that's right! The metric system.
burger.wav (48K)
Jules: mmmmmm.... this IS a tasty burger.
beverage.wav (44K)
Jules: You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down?
bitch.wav (427K)
Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: Say 'what' again! SAY.... 'WHAT'.... AGAIN! I dare you! I double dare you Motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time!
Brett: He's black
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He's bald.
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?
(Jules shoots him in the arm. Brett screams in pain)
Jules: DOES... HE.... LOOK... LIKE... A BITCH?
Brett: (screaming) Nooo!
Jules: Then why you tryin' to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
Jules: Yes you did! Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace."
miracle.wav (127K)
Jules: We should be fuckin' dead, my friend. What happened here was a miracle, and I want you to fuckin' acknowledge it.
Vincent: Alright.... it was a miracle. Can we go now?
bowlrice.wav (120K)
Henchman: This search... how do you want it done?
Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to
Indochina I want a nigger hidin' in a bowl of rice waitin' to pop a cap in his ass.
jodi.wav (80K)
Vincent: Which one's Trudy? The one with all the shit in her face?
Lance: No. That's Jodi. That's my wife.
jerkoff.wav (138K)
Vincent: So... you're gonna go out there, you're gonna say 'goodnight' and 'I've had a very lovely evening'... walk out the door, get in the car.... go home, jerk off... and that's all you gonna do.
mushroom.wav (67K)
Vincent: I could blow!
Jules: Oh, oh... you ready to blow?
Vincent: Yeah, I'm ready to blow
Jules: Well I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker.
my_face.wav (23K)
Jules: Get the fuck out my face with that shit!
negro.wav (88K)
Jules: You're sendin' The Wolf?
Marsellus: Feel better, Motherfucker?
Jules: Sheeeit, Negro! That's all you had to say!.
principl.wav (104K)
Vincent: Jules, you give that fuckin' nimrod $1500 and I'll shoot him on general principle.
Jules: Yo! Yolonda! Yolanda! He ain't gonna do a goddamn motherfuckin' thing! Vince, shut the fuck up!
repgnant.wav (67K)
Jules: Oh...man! I will NEVER forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked up, repugnant shit. |
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