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- Act of God. - And what's an act of God?

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Butch?

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I think we should be leaving now. - [ "Surf Rider" ] - Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

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[ Beeping Stops ]

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I'll tell you what. I'm gonna go to the bathroom and powder my nose. You sit here... and think of something to say.

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Don't fuckin' die on me, Mia! Fuck!

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He's dead? The radio said he was dead.

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Nobody who'll be missed.

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[ Whispering ] Eenie-meenie-minie-mo, catch a nigger... by his toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eenie-meenie-minie-mo.

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[ Sniffling ] I- I'm sorry. Don't be. Just means I can't have breakfast with you. Why does it mean that?

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- [ Music Continues, Faint ] - [ Zed, Faint ] Yeah! Yeah!

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That hit the spot. You. Flock of Seagulls. You know why we're here? - Why don't you tell my man Vince here where you got the shit hid. - It's over- I don't remember askin' you a goddamned thing!

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[ Zed, Maynard Talking, Yelling ] - [ Grunting ] - [ Talking, Yelling Continue ] [ Loud, Rhythmic Grunting ] - [ Giggling ] - [ Grunting Continues ] Yeah! [ Grunting, Straining ] [ Zed Shouting ] Now! Go! Come on, motherfucker! - Now, motherfucker! Aaah! [ Grunting ] - [ Giggling Continues ] - [ Slapping ] - [ Zed Shouting ] Come on! Yeah!

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[ Zed Wheezing ]

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Tell me you're him. I'm him.

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Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up, repugnant shit. Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits he is wrong... that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings? Get the fuck out my face with that shit! The motherfucker that said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull... - on account of your dumb ass. - I got a threshold, Jules, for the abuse that I will take. Right now, I'm a fuckin' race car, and you got me in the red. I'm just sayin' it's fuckin' dangerous to have a race car in the fuckin' red. That's all. I could blow. - Oh, you ready to blow? - Yeah. Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker. Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T. I'm the Guns of the Navarone. In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back? You're the motherfucker should be on brain detail! We're fuckin' switchin'. I'm washin' windows, and you're pickin' up this nigger's skull!

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