Jules Winnfield: Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that...
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Jimmie Dimmick: No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead hahahahahaha Storage?"Comment
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Jules Winnfield: Jimmie, you know I ain't seen no...Comment
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Jimmie Dimmick: Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead hahahahahaha Storage?"Comment
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Jules Winnfield: [pause] No. I didn't.Comment
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Jimmie Dimmick: You know WHY you didn't see that sign?Comment
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Jules Winnfield: Why?Comment
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Jimmie Dimmick: 'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead hahahahahahas ain't my fucking business, that's why!Comment
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Jules: 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.Comment
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Jules: Whoa... whoa... whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.Comment
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Vincent: Not the same thing, the same ballpark.Comment
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Jules: It ain't no fuckin' ballpark either. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holies, ain't the same ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.Comment
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Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?Comment
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Jules: Don't be tellin' me about foot massages - I'm the foot fuckin' master.Comment
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Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?Comment
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Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be tickling or nothin'.Comment
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Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?Comment
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Jules: Fuck you.Comment
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Vincent: You give them a lot?Comment
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Vincent: You know, I'm getting kinda tired, I could use a foot massage.Comment
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Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed.Comment
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Jimmie: I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. No marriage counselling, no trial separation, I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced.Comment
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Yolanda: Any of you fuckin' pricks move, and I'll execute every mother fuckin' last one of ya.Comment
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Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?Comment
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Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?Comment
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Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.Comment
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Jules: Then what do they call it?Comment
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"It is a commonplace that the history of civilisation is largely the history of weapons. In particular, the connection between the discovery of gunpowder and the overthrow of feudalism by the bourgeoisie has been pointed out over and over again. And though I have no doubt exceptions can be brought forward, I think the following rule would be found to be generally true: that ages in which the dominant weapon is expensive or difficult to make will be ages of despotism, whereas when the dominant weapon is cheap and simple, the common people have a chance. Thus, for example, tanks, battleships and bombing planes are inherently tyrannical weapons, while rifles, muskets, long-bows and hand-grenades are inherently democratic weapons. A complex weapon makes the strong stronger, while a simple weapon --so long as there is no answer to it-- gives claws to the weak."Comment
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Vincent: They call it a "Royale" with cheese.Comment
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Jules: A "Royale" with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?Comment
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Vincent: Well, a Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it "le Big-Mac".Comment
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"Most do not fully see this truth that life is difficult. Instead they moan more or less incessantly, noisily or subtly, about the enormity of their problems, their burdens, and their difficulties as if life were generally easy, as if life should be easy. They voice their belief, noisily or subtly, that their difficulties represent a unique kind of affliction that should not be and that has somehow been especially visited upon them, or else upon their families, their tribe, their class, their nation, their race or even their species, and not upon others."Comment
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Jules: "Le Big-Mac". Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?Comment
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Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.Comment
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"God, I offer myself to Thee, to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will. Take away my difficulties, that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy power, Thy love and Thy way of life. May I do Thy will always. Amen."Comment
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Jules: We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.Comment
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"We are in favor of tolerance, but it is a very difficult thing to tolerate the intolerant and impossible to tolerate the intolerable."Comment
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Vincent: How many up there?Comment
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"The diamond cannot be polished without friction, nor the man perfected without trials."Comment
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Jules: Three or four.Comment
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"Happiness is like a sunbeam, which the least shadow intercepts, while adversity is often as the rain of spring."Comment
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Vincent: That's countin' our guy?Comment
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"In times of prosperity friends will be plenty, in times of adversity not one in twenty."Comment
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Jules: Not sure.Comment
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Vincent: So that means there could be up to five guys up there?Comment
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Jules: It's possible.Comment
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Vincent: We should have fuckin' shotguns.Comment
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