[ Exhales ] - Here you go, Mr. Wolf. - Thank you, Jimmie.
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- Vincent. - [ Wolf ] Okay, gentlemen. You both been to County before, I'm sure. Here it comes. - Goddamn! The water's fuckin' cold! - Yo! Yo! Yo! Better you than me, gentlemen. [ Chuckling ] - Don't be afraid of the soap. Spread it around. - [ Yelling Continues ] - Get 'em there a little bit. Vincent's hair. - Hey, get out of my hair! - Come on. Do it, goddamn it! Do it! - Uh, um- Towel.
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Fuck pride!
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Hard day at the office? Pretty hard. Got in a fight. Poor baby. Can you make spoons? You know what? I was thinkin' about takin' a shower. - I'm stinkin' like a dog over here. - I like the way you stink. Let me take this jacket off.
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That's pride fuckin' with you.
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Because I gotta go back to my apartment and get my watch.
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[ Tires Screeching ]
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Now, do you remember when I told you your daddy died in a P.O.W. camp? Well, this here is Captain Koons. He was in the P.O.W. camp with Daddy.
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[ Wolf Whistle ] [ People Applauding ]
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Two.
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You keep an eye on this 'un. [ Sniffs ]
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[ "Let's Stay Together" ]
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The thing is, Butch, right now... you got ability.
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But painful as it may be, ability... don't last.
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Pride only hurts. It never helps.
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- Shit. - [ Grunts ]
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I'm fucked. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. - [ Vincent ] ls he a friend of yours? - Oh, goddamn. Goddamn. [ Jules ] Hmm? Oh. Vincent, Marvin. Marvin, Vincent. - Better tell him to shut up. He's gettin' on my nerves. - Fuck. [ Muttering ] Marvin. Marvin! I'd knock that shit off if I was you. - [ Door Slams ] - Die, you motherfuckers! Die! [ Hammer Clicking ]
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I don't know why, I just thought he'd be European or something. - Yeah, he's about as European as fuckin' English Bob. - I know that now. - But was he cool or what? - Thank you. Totally fuckin' cool, in control. Didn't even really get pissed when you were fuckin' with him; I was amazed. - [ Chuckles ] - Want some bacon? No, man, I don't eat pork. - Are you Jewish? - I ain't Jewish; I just don't dig on swine, that's all. - Why not? - Pigs are filthy animals. I don't eat filthy animals. Yeah, but bacon tastes good. Pork chops taste good. Sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know... 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfuckers. Pigs sleep and root in shit. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eatin' nothin' ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces. - What about a dog? Dog eats its own feces. - I don't eat dog either. Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal? I wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy, but they're definitely dirty. - But a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way. - Ah, so, by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. - Is that true? - We'd have to be talkin' about one charming motherfuckin' pig. I mean, he'd have to be ten times more charming than that Arnold on Green Acres. [ Both Laughing ]