Now... here's the situation. Normally both your asses would be dead as fuckin' fried chicken, but you happened to pull this shit while I'm in a transitional period, and I don't wanna kill you; I wanna help you. But I can't give you this case, 'cause it don't belong to me. Besides, I been through too much shit over this case this morning... to just hand it over to your dumb ass. - Vincent! - [ Yells ] - Be cool! Yolanda, it's cool, baby. - Get back! It's cool! We still just talkin'. - Come on. Point the gun at me. Point the gun at me. There you go. - [ Yolanda Whimpering ] Now, Vincent, you just hang back... and don't do a goddamn thing. Tell her it's still cool. - It's still cool, Honey Bunny. - How we doin', baby?
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- I didn't hear you. - Yes, you did.
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I- I gotta go pee. I wanna go home. Hang in there, baby. I'm proud of you. And Ringo's proud of you. It's almost over. Tell her you're proud of her. - I'm proud of you, Honey Bunny. - I love you. - I love you too, Honey Bunny. - Now, I want you to go in that bag and find my wallet.
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- Open it. - [ Latches Springing ]
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- You're Brett, right? - Yeah. I thought so. You remember your business partner Marsellus Wallace, don't ya, Brett? Yeah, I remember. Good. Looks like me and Vincent caught you boys at breakfast. Sorry about that. Whatcha havin'? Hamburgers. Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.
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Yeah, the spider just caught a couple flies. Whoa, my angel [ Receiver Hangs Up ] Down to you Down to you [ Both Grunting, Groaning ]
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Hey, kids. How you boys doin'? Hey, keep chillin'.
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Mmmm. This is a tasty burger! Vincent! You ever had a Big Kahuna burger?
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- What's in this? - Sprite. Sprite. Good. You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down with? Go right ahead.
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Just know, you hurt him, you die. Well, that seems to be the situation. But I don't want that. And you don't want that. And Ringo here definitely doesn't want that. So let's see what we can do.
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[ "Since I First Met You" ]
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Be my guest. I gotta know what a five-dollar shake tastes like. - You can use my straw. I don't have cooties. - Yeah, but maybe I do. Cooties I can handle. All right.
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Look, just 'cause I wouldn't give no man a foot massage don't make it right... for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass motherfuckin' house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks; that shit ain't right. Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I kill the motherfucker. I ain't sayin' it's right, but you sayin' a massage don't mean nothin'. I'm sayin' it does. Now, look, I've given a million ladies a million foot massages, and they all meant somethin'. We act like they don't, but they do. That's what's so fuckin' cool about them. There's a sensuous thing goin' on... where you don't talk about it, but you know it and she knows it. Fuckin' Marsellus knew it. And Antwan should've fuckin' better known better. That's his fuckin' wife, man. This ain't a man with a sense of humor about this shit. You know what I'm sayin'? It's an interestin' point. Come on. Let's get into character.
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What kind of hamburgers? - Uh, ch-cheeseburgers. - No, no, no. Where'd you get 'em? McDonald's, Wendy's, Jack-in-the-Box? - Where? - Uh, Big Kahuna Burger. 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? They're- They're good. You mind if I try one of yours? - This is yours here, right? - Yeah.
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Now, let me take a wild guess here.
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[ Woman ] I need some hair spray.
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Want a bite? They're real tasty. - I ain't hungry. - Well, if you like burgers, give 'em a try sometime. Me, I can't usually get 'em 'cause my girlfriend's a vegetarian, which pretty much makes me a vegetarian. But I do love the taste of a good burger. Mmmm. You know what they call a Quarter-Pounder with Cheese in France? - No. - Tell 'em, Vincent. - A Royale with Cheese. - A Royale with Cheese. You know why they call it that? Uh, because of the metric system?