[Vincent and Jules walk into the apartment. They don't look happy]
Jules: Hey kids, how you boys doing?
[One starts to get up]
Jules: Keep chilling. You know who we are? We are associates of your business partner Marsellus Wallace. You do remember your business partner, don't 'cha?
[Nervous silence]
Jules: Now let me take a wild guess here. [Points at a young man sitting at a table eating breakfast] You're Brett, right?
Brett: Yeah.
Jules: I thought so. You remember your business partner Marsellus Wallace, don't 'cha, Brett?
[Vincent walks behind Brett into the kitchen]
Brett: Yeah, I-I remember.
Jules: Good. It looks like me and Vincent caught you boys at breakfast. Sorry about that. What 'cha having?
Brett: Hamburgers.
Jules: Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast. What kinda hamburgers?
Brett: Uh, ch-cheeseburgers.
Jules: No, no-no-no-no, where'd you get them? McDonald's, Wendy's, Jack-in-the-Box, where?
Brett: Um, Big Kahuna Burger.
Jules: Big Kahuna Burger! That's that Hawaiian burger joint. I hear they got some tasty burgers. Ain't never had one myself. How are they?
Brett: Th-they're good.
Jules: You mind if I try one of yours?
[They shake their heads]
Jules: This is yours here, right?
[Jules picks up a cheeseburger and takes a bite]
Jules: Mm-hmm! This is a tasty burger! Vincent! You ever had a Big Kahuna burger?
[Vincent shakes his head]
Jules: Want a bite? They're real tasty.
Vincent: Ain't hungry.
Jules: Well, if you like burgers, give them a try sometime. Me, I can't usually get them 'cause my girlfriend's a vegetarian, which pretty much makes me a vegetarian. I do love the taste of a good burger. Mmm. [To Brett] You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France?
Brett: No.
Jules: Tell them, Vincent
Vincent: Royale with Cheese.
Jules: Royale with Cheese. Know why they call it that?
[Brett shrugs]
Brett: Uh, because of the metric system?
Jules: Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart mother****er. That's right. The metric system.
[Jules tosses the burger down on the table. He points at a plastic cup]
Jules: What's in this?
Brett: Sprite.
Jules: Sprite, good. Do you mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down?
Brett: Go right ahead.
[Jules picks up the Sprite and drinks it]
Jules: Ah. That hit the spot.
[Jules points at the other guy on the couch]
Jules: You, Flock-of-Seagulls, know why we're here? Why don't you tell my man Vince were you got the shit hid at?
[The third man, Marvin, behind Jules, in a corner, speaks]
Marvin: It's over there--
Jules: [shouting]: I don't remember asking you a god damn thing! [to Flock-of-Seagulls] You were saying?
Flock-of-Seagulls: In the cupboard. [Vincent looks in an overhead cupboard] N-no, the one by your knees.
[Vincent pulls out a black briefcase, unlocks it, and looks at the glowing light inside]
Jules: We happy? [no answer] Vincent? Are we happy?
Vincent: Yeah, we happy. Fff.
Brett: [to Jules] Look, I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. I got yours, uh, Vincent, right? But I--I didn't get yours.
Jules: My name is Pitt, and your ass ain't talking your way outta this shit.
Brett: [rising]: No, no, no. I just want you to know how-- [Jules motions him to sit down] I just want you to know how sorry we are that that things got so ****ed up with us and Mr. Wallace. It, we-we got into this thing with the best intentions. I never inte--
[Jules shoots Flock-of-Seagulls, Brett recoils in horror]
Jules: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue. You were sayin' something about "best intentions"? What's the matter? Oh, y-you were finished? Oh, well allow me to retort!
[Jules looks pretty upset]
Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: What country are you from?
Brett: What?
Jules: "What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "What"?!
Brett: What?
Jules: English, mother****er! Do you speak it?!
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Then you know what I'm saying. Describe, what Marsellus Wallace, looks like!
Brett: What?
Jules: [points gun at Brett] Say "what" again! Say "what" again. I dare you! I double-dare you, mother****er! Say "what" one more god damn time!
Brett: He-he's black.
Jules: Go on!
Brett: He's bald.
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?!
Jules: [shoots Brett in the shoulder, Brett screams] Does...he...look...like a bitch?!
Brett: [in pain] No-o!!
Jules: Then why'd you try to **** him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
Jules: Yes, you did! Yes, you did, Brett! You tried to **** him, and Marsellus Wallace don't like to be ****ed by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace. You read the Bible, Brett?
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Well, there's this passage I've got memorized that sort of fits this occasion. Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of the evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. [Says it louder] And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. [Says it even louder] And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee!"[1]
[Shoots Brett repeatedly, emptying his handgun into him as Vincent fires along with his handgun]
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