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Strip. - All the way? - [ Wolf ] To your bare ass. Quickly, gentlemen. We got about 15 minutes... before Jimmie's better half comes pulling into the driveway. Goddamn, this morning air is some chilly shit. Are you sure this is absolutely necessary? - You know what you two look like? - [ Vincent ] What? Like a couple of guys who just blew off somebody's head. Strippin' off those bloody rags is absolutely necessary.
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You're... Jimmie, right? This is your house? - It sure is. - I'm Winston Wolf. I solve problems. - Good. We got one. - So I heard. May I come in? Uh, yeah. Please do. You must be Jules. Which would make you... Vincent. Let's get down to brass tacks, gentlemen. If I was informed correctly, the clock is ticking. Is that right, Jimmie? Uh, one hundred percent. - Your wife Bonnie comes home at 9:30 in the a.m., correct? - Uh-huh. I was led to believe if she comes home and finds us here, she wouldn't appreciate it much. - She wouldn't at that. - That gives us 40 minutes to get the fuck outta Dodge, which, if you do what I say, when I say it, should be plenty. Now, you got a corpse in a car, minus a head, in a garage. Take me to it.
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[ People Cheering ] Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Now, how may I help you? - There's a reservation under Wallace. - Wallace? - [ "Waitin' ln School" ] - We reserved a car. Oh, a car. Why don't you seat 'em over there in the Chrysler. School get out, baby Gonna tell you some news Sure do look good in them baby doll shoes One, two, buckle the shoes Three, four, get out on the floor Five, six, come get your kicks down at the corner of Lincoln and 46th, yeah All right I've been waitin' in school all day long Waiting on the bell to ring so I can go home Throw my books on the table Pick up the telephone - Come on, baby - [ Man ] Coffee, please? Decaf. - [ Marilyn ] Just a minute. - Heading down to the drugstore to get a soda pop Throw a nickel in the jukebox Then we start to rock School's out, baby Gonna tell you some news You sure do look good in them baby doll shoes Well, it's one, two Buckle the shoes Three, four Get out on the floor Five, six, come get your kicks down at the corner of Lincoln and 46th [ Chattering ] Gonna rock all night Just wait and see [ Man ] Ricky, Ricky, Ricky! [ Ed Sullivan lmpersonator ] Let's hear it for Ricky Nelson! - Fantastic job, Rick. Thank you very much. - Vincent! [ Sullivan ] Just to let you all know, Ricky will be back in the second half of our show, so we hope you enjoy your meals here at Jackrabbit Slim's. Thank you. Call for... - Phil-lip Mor-ris. - What do you think? I think it's like a wax museum with a pulse. Hi, I'm Buddy. What can I get you? [ "Lonesome Town" ] Let's see, steak, steak, steak. Oh, yeah, I'll have the Douglas Sirk steak. - I'll have that. - How do you want that cooked? - Burned to a crisp or bloody as hell? - Bloody as hell, and- Oh, yeah, look at this- vanilla Coke. What about you, Peggy Sue? I'll have the... Durward Kirby burger, bloody. And... a five-dollar shake. How do you want that shake, Martin and Lewis, or Amos 'n Andy? - Martin and Lewis. - Did you just order a five-dollar shake? Mm-hmm. That's a shake? That's milk and ice cream? - Last I heard. - That's five dollars? You don't put bourbon in it or nothin'? - No. - Just checking. I'll be right back with your drinks. [ Jukebox ] To Lonesome Town To cry my troubles away Could you, um... roll me one of those, cowboy? You can have this one, cowgirl. - Thanks. - [ Ignites Lighter ] The streets are filled with regret Think nothin' of it. Lay me down in Lonesome Town - I can learn to forget - So... Marsellus said you just got back from Amsterdam. - Sure did. - How long were you there? [ Inhales ] Just over three years.
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Sure. Except I think I'm still a little too petrified to laugh. No, you won't laugh 'cause it's not funny. But if you still wanna hear it, I'll tell it. - I can't wait. - Okay. Three tomatoes are walkin' down the street. Papa Tomato, Mama Tomato and Baby Tomato. Baby Tomato starts lagging behind, and Papa Tomato gets really angry. Goes back and squishes him and says, "Ketchup." [ Weak Chuckle ] Ketchup.
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