Nobody kills anybody in my place of business... - except me or Zed. - [ Doorbell Chimes ]
Pulp Fiction
9.3s
Didn't know he was dead 'til you told me he was dead. Now that I know he's dead, you wanna know how I feel about it?
Pulp Fiction
28.8s
- What you got? - He booked. - His trainer? - Says he don't know nothin'. I believe him. - I think Butch surprised his ass same as us. - No, we don't wanna "think." We wanna know. Take him to the kennel, sic the dogs on his ass. We'll find out for goddamn sure what he knows and what he don't. Butch's search- How do you want it done? I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to lndochina, I want a nigger hiding in a bowl of rice... ready to pop a cap in his ass. I will take care of it.
