Jules Winnfield I wouldn't go so far as to call the brother fat. I mean, he's got a weight problem. What's the n**ga gonna do? He's Samoan.
Most-quoted character in Pulp Fiction (1994): in 34 of its 110 quotes
Most scenes with: Vincent Vega (8), Marsellus Wallace (2)
Well, yeah. I was just sitting here, eating my muffin, drinking my coffee, when I had what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity.
More lines from Jules Winnfield
21 quotes Jules Winnfield Jules Winnfield Ain't no **** ball park neither! Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but you know touching his wife's feet and sticking your tongue in the holiest of holies ain't the same **** ball park. It ain't the same league. It ain't even the same **** sport! Look, foot massages don't mean shit!
Jules Winnfield Mother****er do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass because I'd kill the mother****er, know what I'm saying?
Jules Winnfield Did you see the size of the gun he just fired at us? It was bigger than him!
Jules Winnfield We should be **** dead, my friend.
Jules Winnfield This was divine intervention. Do you know what divine intervention is?
Jules Winnfield That's right, that's exactly what it means. God came down from heaven and stopped these mother**** bullets.
Jules Winnfield Wrong! Wrong. This shit doesn't "just happen".
Jules Winnfield What happened here today was a miracle, and I want you to **** acknowledge it!
Jules Winnfield We gotta get this car off the road! You know, cops tend to notice shit like you're driving a car drenched in **** blood.
Jules Winnfield If my answers frighten you, Vincent, then you should cease asking scary questions.
Jules Winnfield I used the same **** soap you did, and when I finished, the towel didn't look like no God damn maxi-pad.
Jules Winnfield Yolanda, I thought you said you were gonna be cool. Now, when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when mother****ers get scared, that's when mother****ers accidentally get shot. But I don't want that. And you don't want that. And Ringo here definitely doesn't want that.
Jules Winnfield Normally, both of your sorry asses would be deader than **** fried chicken by now, but you happened to pull this shit while I'm in a transitional period, so I don't wanna kill you. I wanna help you. But I can't give you what's in this case, it doesn't belong to me. Besides, I've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to just hand it over to your dumb asses.
Jules Winnfield There's this passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is The Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."[1] I been saying that shit for years. And if you heard it, that meant your ass. I never gave much thought to what it meant. I just thought it was some cold-blooded shit to say to a mother****er before I popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this morning made me think twice. See, now I'm thinking, maybe it means you're the evil man, and I'm the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or, it could mean you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm trying, Ringo. I'm trying real hard to be the shepherd.
Jules Winnfield [When Pumpkin asks which wallet in the bag is his]
It's the one that says "Bad Mother ****er."
Jules Winnfield [After opening trunk]
We should have had shotguns for this kinda deal.
Jules Winnfield [When the manager tells him to stop causing problems and getting them all killed]
Shut the **** up, fat man, this ain't none of your god-damned business!
Jules Winnfield Oh, oh – you ready to blow?! Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-laying mother****er, mother****er! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly TNT! I'm the Guns of the Navarone! In fact, what the **** am I doing in the back?! You're the mother****er who should be on brain detail! We're **** switching, I'm washing the windows and you're picking up this ****'s skull.
Jules Winnfield ENGLISH, mother****er, DO YOU SPEAK IT?
Jules Winnfield Well, the way they pick the shows on TV is they make one show, and that show's called a pilot. And they show that one show to the people who pick the shows, and on the strength of that one show, they decide if they want to make more shows. Some get accepted and become TV programs, and some don't, and become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing.
Scenes with Jules Winnfield
12 scenes Jules So, tell me again about the hash bars.
Okay, what you wanna know?
Jules Hash is legal there, right?
Yeah, it's legal, but it ain't a hundred percent legal. I mean, you can't walk into a restaurant, roll a joint and start puffing away. You're only supposed to smoke in your home or certain designated places.
Jules And those are hash bars?
It breaks down like this: it's legal to buy it, it's legal to own it, and if you're the proprietor of a hash bar, it's legal to sell it. It's legal to carry it, but that doesn't really matter 'cause get a load of this, all right? If you get stopped by the cops in Amsterdam, it's illegal for them to search you. I mean, that's a right the cops in Amsterdam don't have.
Jules [laughing]
Oh, man! I'm going, that's all there is to it. I'm **** going.
Yeah baby, you'd dig it the most. But you know what the funniest thing about Europe is?
Jules What?
It's the little differences. I mean, they got the same shit over there that they got here, but it's just – it's just there it's a little different.
Jules Example?
All right. Well, you can walk into a movie theater in Amsterdam and buy a beer. And I don't mean just like in no paper cup, I'm talking about a glass of beer. And in Paris, you can buy a beer at McDonald's. And you know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with Cheese?
Nah, man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the **** a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules What do they call it?
They call it a "Royale with Cheese."[2]
Jules "Royale with Cheese."
That's right.
Jules What do they call a Big Mac?
A Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it "Le Big Mac".
Jules "Le Big Mac." [laughs] What do they call a Whopper?
I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King. But, you know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules What?
Mayonnaise.
Jules God damn!
I seen them do it, man, they **** drown them in that shit.
Jules That's some **** up shit.
Jules Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop right there. Eating a bitch out and giving a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same **** thing.
It's not, it's the same ballpark.
Jules It ain't no **** ball park neither! Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but you know touching his wife's feet and sticking your tongue in the holiest of holies ain't the same **** ball park. It ain't the same league. It ain't even the same **** sport! Look, foot massages don't mean shit!
Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules Don't be telling me about foot massages, I'm the foot ****in' master.
Given a lot of them?
Jules Shit, yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be tickling or nothing.
Would you give a guy a foot massage?
Jules **** you.
You give them a lot?
Jules **** you.
You know, I'm getting kinda tired, I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules Yo-yo-yo, man, you best back off, I'm getting pissed here. Look, just 'cause I wouldn't give no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antoine into a glass mother**** house **** up the way the **** talks. That shit ain't right. Mother****er do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass because I'd kill the mother****er, know what I'm saying?
I ain't saying it's right. But you're saying a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm saying it does. Now look, I've given a million ladies a million foot massages, and they all meant something. We act like they don't, but they do, and that's what's so **** cool about them. There's a sensuous thing going on where you don't talk about it, but you know it, she knows it, **** Marsellus knew it, and Antoine should have **** better known better. I mean, that's his **** wife, man, he can't be expected to have a sense of humor about that shit. You know what I'm saying?
Jules That's an interesting point.
Jules [Vincent and Jules walk into the apartment. They don't look happy]
Hey kids, how you boys doing?
Jules [One starts to get up]
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?
Jules [Nervous silence]
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?
Brett [Vincent walks behind Brett into the kitchen]
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?
Jules [They shake their heads]
This is yours here, right?
Jules [Jules picks up a cheeseburger and takes a bite]
Mm-hmm! This is a tasty burger! Vincent! You ever had a Big Kahuna burger?
Jules [Vincent shakes his head]
Want a bite? They're real tasty.
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
Royale with Cheese.
Jules Royale with Cheese. Know why they call it that?
Brett [Brett shrugs]
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 [Jules tosses the burger down on the table. He points at a plastic cup]
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 [Jules picks up the Sprite and drinks it]
Ah. That hit the spot.
Jules [Jules points at the other guy on the couch]
You, Flock-of-Seagulls, know why we're here? Why don't you tell my man Vince were you got the shit hid at?
Marvin
[The third man, Marvin, behind Jules, in a corner, speaks]
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.
Jules [Vincent pulls out a black briefcase, unlocks it, and looks at the glowing light inside]
We happy? [no answer] Vincent? Are we happy?
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 **** up with us and Mr. Wallace. It, we-we got into this thing with the best intentions. I never inte--
Jules [Jules shoots Flock-of-Seagulls, Brett recoils in horror]
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 [Jules looks pretty upset]
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 **** 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]
Jules Mmm! God damn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, but he springs this serious gourmet shit on us! What flavor is this?
Jimmie
Knock it off, Jules.
Jules What?
Jimmie
I don't need you to tell me how **** good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it, I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys shit. Me, I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it, I want to taste it. But you know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead **** in my garage.
Jules Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that--
Jimmie
No, I wanna ask you a question. When you came pulling him here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead **** Storage?
Jules Jimmie, you know I ain't seen no--
Jimmie
Did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead **** Storage"?!
Jules No, I didn't.
Jimmie
You know why you didn't see that sign?
Jules Why?
Jimmie
'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead **** ain't my **** business, that's why!
Jules But Jimmie, we ain't gonna store the mother****er--
Jimmie
No, no, no, no, no, don't you **** realize, man, that if Bonnie comes home and finds a dead body in her house, I'm gonna get divorced? All right? No marriage counseling, no trial separation, I'm going to get **** divorced, okay? And I don't want to get **** divorced! Now man, you know, ****, I wanna help you, but I don't want to lose my wife doing it, all right?
Jules Jimmie, Jimmie, she ain't gonna leave you--
Jimmie
Don't **** "Jimmie" me, Jules, okay?! Don't **** "Jimmie" me! There's nothing that you're gonna say that's gonna make me forget that I love my wife, is there?! Now look, you know, she comes home from work in about an hour and a half. Graveyard shift at the hospital. You gotta make some phone calls? You gotta call some people? Well, then do it! And then get the **** out of my house before she gets here!
Jules Hey, that's Kool and the Gang. You know, we don't wanna **** your shit up. All we wanna do is call my people and get them to bring us in, that's all.
Jimmie
You don't wanna **** my shit up? You're **** up my shit right now! You're gonna **** my shit up big time if Bonnie comes home. So just do me that favor, all right? The phone is in my bedroom, I suggest you get going.
Jules ****, ****, what the **** did you just do to his towel, man?!
I was drying my hands.
Jules You're supposed to wash them first!
Well, you watched me wash them!
Jules I watched you get them wet!
I was washing them. This shit's hard to get off. Maybe if I had Lava, I could have done a better job.
Jules I used the same **** soap you did, and when I finished, the towel didn't look like no God damn maxi-pad. What if Jimmie was to come in here and see his towel like this, Vincent? It's shit like this that's gonna bring this situation to a head, man!
Jules I don't wanna hear about no mother**** ifs! All I wanna hear from your ass is, "You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the mother****er. Go back in there, chill them **** out and wait for the cavalry, which should be coming directly."
[calmly]
You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the mother****er. Go back in there, chill them n*****s out and wait for the Wolf, who should be coming directly.
Jules You sending the Wolf?
Feel better, mother****er?
Jules [grinning]
Shit, yeah, N***o! That's all you had to say!
A "please" would be nice.
Come again?
I said a "please" would be nice.
Get it straight, Buster. I'm not here to say "please". I'm here to tell you what to do. And if self-preservation is an instinct you possess, you better **** do it and do it quick. I'm here to help. If my help's not appreciated, lots of luck, gentlemen.
Jules No no, Mr. Wolfe, it's not like that. Your help is definitely appreciated.
Look, Mr. Wolfe, I respect you. I just don't like people barking orders at me, that's all.
If I'm curt with you, it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast, and I need you two guys to act fast if you want to get out of this. So pretty please, with sugar on top, clean the **** car.
Jules Oh, man. I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some ****-up repugnant shit.
Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he is wrong, he is immediately forgiven for all wrong-doings? Have you ever heard that?
Jules Get the **** out my face with that shit. The mother****er said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass.
I've got a threshold, Jules. I've got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now, right now, I'm a **** race car, all right? And you got me in the red. And I'm just saying, I'm just saying that it's **** dangerous to have a race car in the **** red, that's all. I could blow.
Jules Oh, oh, you ready to blow?
Yeah, I'm ready to blow.
Jules Well, I'm a mushroom cloud-laying mother****er, mother****er! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T.! I'm the The Guns of the Navarone! In fact, what the **** am I doing in the back?! You're the mother****er who should be on brain detail! We're **** switching! I'm washing the windows and you're picking up this ****'s skull!
Jules Man, I just been sitting here thinking.
About what?
Jules About the miracle we just witnessed.
The miracle you witnessed. I witnessed a freak occurrence.
Jules What is a miracle, Vincent?
An act of God.
Jules And what's an act of God?
When, um ... God makes the impossible possible ... but this morning I don't think qualifies.
Jules Hey, Vincent, don't you see? That shit don't matter. You're judging this shit the wrong way. I mean, it could be that God stopped the bullets, or He changed Coke to Pepsi, He found my **** car keys. You don't judge shit like this based on merit. Now, whether or not what we experienced was an "according to Hoyle" miracle is insignificant. What is significant is that I felt the touch of God. God got involved.
But why?
Jules Well, that's what's **** with me. I don't know why, but I can't go back to sleep.
Jules We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.
How many of them are there?
Jules Three or four.
Is that counting our guy?
Jules Not sure.
So, it could be as many as five guys in there?
Jules It's possible.
We should have **** shotguns.
[Jules has called Marsellus for help in disposing of Marvin's body] [calmly]
Well, say she comes home. What do you think she'll do? ... Oh, no **** shit, she'll freak. That ain't no kinda answer. I mean, you know, I don't. How much, a lot or a little?
Jules You got to appreciate what an explosive element this Bonnie situation is.
Jules [imagines Bonnie entering the house and panicking when she finds Jules/Vincent/Jimmie moving the body] [voice over]
Um, she comes home from a hard day's work, finds a bunch of gangsters in the kitchen doing a bunch of gangster shit, there ain't no telling what she's liable to do.
Yeah, I grasp that, Jules. All I'm doing is contemplating the if's.
Jules I don't wanna hear 'bout no mother**** if's! All I wanna hear from your ass is, "You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the mother****er. Go back in there, chill them **** out, and wait for the cavalry, which should be coming directly"!
You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the mother****er. Go back in there and chill them **** out and wait for The Wolf, who should be coming directly.
Jules [pauses and becomes calm]
You sending The Wolf?
Oh, you feel better, mother****er?
Jules [laughing]
Shit, negro! That's all you had to say!
Ringo
[Approaches Jules in the diner, pointing his gun at him]
In the bag. [Notices the briefcase Jules is holding] What’s in the case?
Jules My boss’s dirty laundry.
Ringo
Your boss makes you do his laundry?
Jules When he wants it clean.
Ringo
Sounds like a shit job.
Jules Funny, I was thinking the same thing.
Ringo
Open it.
Jules Afraid I can’t do that.
Ringo
[Slightly agitated]
I didn’t hear you.
Jules Yes you did.
Yolanda
What’s going on?
Ringo
Looks like we got a vigilante in our midst.
Yolanda
Shoot him in the face!
Jules I hate to shatter your ego, but this ain’t the first time I’ve had a gun pointed at me.
Ringo
You don’t take your **** hand off the case, it’ll be your last.
Manager
Stop causing problems, you’ll get us all killed! Give them what you got and get them out of here!
Jules Shut the **** up, fat man! This ain’t none of your goddamn business!
Ringo
[Yolanda runs over to Jules and Ringo, waving her gun]
Be cool, Honey Bunny, be cool. I got it under control. [To Jules] Now, I’m gonna count to three. If you don’t open that case, I’ll unload in your **** face. [**** his pistol] We clear? 1… 2… 3.
Jules Ok, Ringo, you win. It’s yours. [Places the briefcase on the table]
Ringo
Open it.
Yolanda
[Jules opens the case, showing its contents to Ringo] [To Ringo]
What is it? [Ringo doesn’t answer. He stares at the case, mesmerized]
Ringo
Is that what I think it is?
Jules Mmm-hmm.
Ringo
It’s beautiful.
Yolanda
[Giggles nervously]
Goddamnit, what is it?
Yolanda
[In one swift move, Jules closes the case, grabs Ringo by the shirt, draws his gun and pulls him close] [Jumps on top of an adjacent booth, pointing her gun and yelling at Jules]
YOU LET HIM GO!!! YOU LET HIM GO!!! LET GO OF HIM!!!
Jules [To Ringo]
TELL THAT BITCH TO BE COOL!!! [Yolanda continues yelling] SAY “BITCH, BE COOL"!!
Ringo
Be cool, Honey Bunny!
Jules TELL THAT **** BITCH TO CHILL!!! CHILL THAT **** BITCH OUT!!!
Ringo
Chill out, Honey Bunny!
Jules CHILL!!!
Ringo
Just chill out, Honey Bunny!
Jules Alright now tell her it’s gonna be alright!
Ringo
It’s gonna be alright!
Jules PROMISE HER!
Ringo
I promise!
Jules TELL HER TO CHILL!
Ringo
Chill out, Honey Bunny!
Jules Now tell me her name.
Ringo
Yolanda.
Jules Alrght, now, Yolanda! We’re not gonna do anything stupid, are we?
Yolanda
Don't you hurt him!
Jules Nobody's gonna hurt anybody. We're all gonna be three little Fonzies here, and what's Fonzie like?
Jules [Yolanda stares at him, confused]
Come on, Yolanda! What's Fonzie like?!
Yolanda
Cool?
Jules What?
Yolanda
Cool.
Jules Correct-a-mundo! And that's what we're gonna be - we're gonna be cool. Now Ringo, I’m gonna count to three. When I count to three, I want you to let go of your gun, put your palms flat on the table and sit your ass down. But when you do it, you do it cool. You ready? 1… 2… 3… [Ringo does as he’s told]
Yolanda
Ok, now you’re letting him go!
Jules Yolanda, I thought you were gonna be cool. Now when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when mother****ers are scared, that’s when mother****ers accidentally get shot.
Yolanda
Just know; you hurt him, you die.
Jules Well, that seems to be the situation. But I don’t want that! And you don’t want that. And Ringo here definitely doesn’t want that so let’s see what we can do. Now here’s the situation: normally both of your asses would be dead as mother**** fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit when I’m in a transitional period and I don’t want to kill you, I want to help you. But I can’t give you this case. Because it don’t belong to me. Besides, I’ve been through too much shit over this case this morning just to hand it over to your dumbass.
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