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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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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?
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- What's her name again? - Mia. - Mia. - Why you so interested in big man's wife? He's goin' out of town, Florida. And he asked me if I'd take care of her while he's gone. - Take care of her? - No, man. Just take her out. Show her a good time. Make sure she don't get lonely. You're gonna be takin' Mia Wallace out on a date? It is not a date. It's just like if you were gonna take your buddy's wife to a movie or somethin'. - It's just good company, that's all. - [ Sighs ]
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Will you hand me a dry towel, Miss Beautiful Tulip? - Oh, I like that. I like being called a tulip. - [ Coughs ] "Tulip" is much better than "mongoloid." I didn't call you a mongoloid. I called you a retard. And I took it back. - [ Grunts ] - Butch? Yes, Lemon Pie? - Where are we going to go? - Well, I'm not sure yet. Wherever you want. We're gonna get a lot of money from this, but it ain't gonna be the kind of money... that we can live like hogs in the fathouse forever. I was thinking maybe we could go down someplace in the South Pacific. Kind of money we're gonna have's gonna carry us a long way down there. - If we wanted, we could live in Bora Bora? - You betcha. And if after a while you didn't dig that, we could go someplace else. Maybe Tahiti, Mexico. But I do not speak Spanish. Well, you do not speak Bora-Boran either. Besides, Mexican's easy. - �Donde esta el zapateria? - What does that mean? Where is the shoe store? - �Donde esta- - Spit, please. [ Spits ] - �Donde esta el zapateria? - Excellent pronunciation. - Mmm. - [ Giggles ] You'll be my little mamacita in no time. - [ Yawning ] �Que hora es? - �Que hora es? - What time is it? - What time is it? Time for bed. Sweet dreams, jellybean.
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I just want you to know how- I just want you to know how sorry we are th-that things got so fucked up... with us and Mr. Wallace. W-We got into this thing with the best intentions. Really. I never- Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? - [ Gasping ] - I didn't mean to do that. Please. Continue. You were saying something about "best intentions."
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Now, look, you know, she comes home from work in about an hour and a half. The graveyard shift at the hospital. You gotta make some phone calls? You gotta call some people? Well, then, do it, and then get the fuck out of my house before she gets here. That's Kool and the Gang. We don't wanna fuck your shit up. All I wanna do is call my people and get 'em to bring us in. You're fucking my shit up right now! You're gonna fuck my shit up big time if Bonnie comes home. Do me that favor, all right? The phone is in my bedroom. I suggest you get going. Well, say she comes home. What do you think she'll do?
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You let him go! You let him go! - Let go of him, or I'm gonna kill you! - Tell that bitch to be cool. - Say, "Bitch, be cool!" Say, "Bitch, be cool!" - Be cool! Be cool! - Tell that bitch to chill! - You're gonna die so fuckin' bad! - Chill that fuckin' bitch out! - Chill out, Honey Bunny! - Let go of him! - Chill out, Honey Bunny! - Now, promise her it's gonna be all right! - I promise! - Tell her to chill! - Chill out, Honey Bunny! - Now tell me her name. - Yolanda. All right, now, Yolanda, we're not gonna do anything stupid, are we? - Don't you hurt him! - Nobody's gonna hurt anybody! We're all gonna be like three little Fonzies here. And what's Fonzie like? - Come on, Yolanda! What's Fonzie like? - He's cool. - What? - Cool. Correctamundo. And that's what we're gonna be. We're gonna be cool. Now, Ringo, I'm gonna count to three. And when I count three, I want you to let go of your gun, put your palms flat on the table and sit your ass down.
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