What's going on? - Looks like we got a vigilante in our midst. - Shoot him in the face! I hate to shatter your ego, but this ain't the first time I've had a gun pointed at me. - If you don't take your hand off that case, it'll be your last. - Stop causing problems! You'll get us all killed! Give 'em what you got and get 'em outta here! Shut the fuck up, fat man! This ain't none of your goddamn business! Be cool, Honey Bunny, be cool. No problem. I got it under control.
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[ Brushing ] [ Motorbike Engines Racing, Explosions On TV ] Aah! [ Panting ] Merde! You startled me. Did you have a bad dream? - [ Yawns ] - [ Motorcycle Engines, Explosions Continue ] [ Panting Continues ]
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Now it's up to you, girl You'll be a woman soon - Please - [ Sniffing ] Come take my hand - Girl - [ Moans ] - You'll be a woman soon - [ Breathing Heavily ]
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When, um, God makes the impossible possible.
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Don't be lookin' at me like that, all right? I can feel your look.
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We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.
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I think it's time for us to leave, Jules. Don't do that. Don't fuckin' blow this shit off! - What just happened here was a fuckin' miracle! - Chill. This shit happens. Wrong! Wrong. This shit doesn't "just happen." Do you want to continue this theological discussion in a car... or in a jailhouse with the cops? We should be fuckin' dead, my friend! What happened here was a miracle, and I want you to fucking acknowledge it! All right, it was a miracle. Can we go now?
