One of the greatest movies of all time. Gave Samuel L Jackson and Bruce Willis their starts and jump started John Travolta's career (similiar to Swordfish).
Pulp Fiction is probably the most (mis)quoted movie of all time, next to Napolean Dynamyte. However, Pulp Fiction is also just the greatest movie of all time and probably the most "gangsta" movie next to Scarface.
Pulp Fiction is probably the most (mis)quoted movie of all time, next to Napolean Dynamyte. However, Pulp Fiction is also just the greatest movie of all time and probably the most "gangsta" movie next to Scarface.
Pulp Fiction is my favorite movie.
Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: *flips table out of the way* 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, motherfucker! 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 motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
Brett: 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* Does he LOOK like a bitch?!
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
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Jimmie: Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger Storage?
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Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to Indochina, I want a nigger waiting in a bowl of rice ready to pop a cap in his ass.
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...I need to stop now...
Jules: What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: *flips table out of the way* 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, motherfucker! 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 motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
Brett: 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* Does he LOOK like a bitch?!
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
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Jimmie: Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger Storage?
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Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to Indochina, I want a nigger waiting in a bowl of rice ready to pop a cap in his ass.
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...I need to stop now...
by TheChad October 17, 2005
Quite frankly one of the best films ever made! The dialogue in it is just pure genius...Pulp Fiction rules!
Perfect quote from Pulp Fiction:
Marsellus Wallace: Dya hear that hill billy boy? I'm gonna get MEDIEVEL on your ass!!!!
Marsellus Wallace: Dya hear that hill billy boy? I'm gonna get MEDIEVEL on your ass!!!!
by Becky123 July 29, 2008
The best movie possibly ever with an all-star cast and top-notch acting by pretty much everyone in the whole damn film.
TV Critic #1: What do you think of Quentin Tarantino?
TV Critic #2: Well, he made the best movie ever to date.
TV Critic #1: Which is...?
TV Critic #2: "Pulp Fiction", you fucking moron!
TV Critic #1: (Smiles, stuttering) Um-uh-uh, le-let's g-go to commercial break, shall we? (Nervous, wrenches tie severely)
TV Critic #2: Well, he made the best movie ever to date.
TV Critic #1: Which is...?
TV Critic #2: "Pulp Fiction", you fucking moron!
TV Critic #1: (Smiles, stuttering) Um-uh-uh, le-let's g-go to commercial break, shall we? (Nervous, wrenches tie severely)
by Mister E. February 15, 2004
Warning, minor spoiler alert!!
Jules Winnfield samuel L. jacksonand Vincent Vega john travolta are two hitmen who are out to retrieve a suitcase stolen from their employer, mob boss Marsellus Wallace. Wallace has also asked Vincent to take his wife Mia out a few days later when Wallace himself will be out of town. Butch Coolidge is an aging boxer who is paid by Wallace to lose his next fight. The lives of these seemingly unrelated people are woven together comprising of a series of funny, bizarre and uncalled-for incidents.
Jules Winnfield samuel L. jacksonand Vincent Vega john travolta are two hitmen who are out to retrieve a suitcase stolen from their employer, mob boss Marsellus Wallace. Wallace has also asked Vincent to take his wife Mia out a few days later when Wallace himself will be out of town. Butch Coolidge is an aging boxer who is paid by Wallace to lose his next fight. The lives of these seemingly unrelated people are woven together comprising of a series of funny, bizarre and uncalled-for incidents.
Pulp fiction Best line ever
Vincent vega: Marvin what do you make of all this?
Marvin: Man, i, ahh, y... i don't have an opinion.
Vincent vega: Man you gatta have an opinion. (sarcasticly) do you think god came down from heaven and stopped... BANG!
(both yelling)
Jules winfield: awww man, what the fucks happening?
VV:ohhh shit
JW: shit what the fuck.
VV: (dissapointedly) aww man i shot marvin in the face.
youtube.com/watch?v=Rb9rk6M6cpE
Vincent vega: Marvin what do you make of all this?
Marvin: Man, i, ahh, y... i don't have an opinion.
Vincent vega: Man you gatta have an opinion. (sarcasticly) do you think god came down from heaven and stopped... BANG!
(both yelling)
Jules winfield: awww man, what the fucks happening?
VV:ohhh shit
JW: shit what the fuck.
VV: (dissapointedly) aww man i shot marvin in the face.
youtube.com/watch?v=Rb9rk6M6cpE
by ElTimmy2 October 15, 2009
The only movie-comedy-show that makes me laugh everytime i think about its quotes.
Either when I am angry and happy as I think about it, it always cracks me and cheers me up. It's faboulus.
Either when I am angry and happy as I think about it, it always cracks me and cheers me up. It's faboulus.
Some of the most underrated quotes are: (the one that make me laugh my ass out).
Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: It's not. It's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport.
Jules: Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen 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 this case, it don't belong to me. Besides, I've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass.
Jules, Vincent and Jimmie are drinking coffee in Jimmie's kitchen
Jules: Mmmm! Goddamn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice right, but he springs this serious GOURMET shit on us! What flavor is this?
Jimmie: Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: pause What?
Jimmie: I don't need you to tell me how fucking 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. 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 nigger in my garage.
Jules: Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that...
Jimmie: No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger 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 Nigger Storage?
Jules: pause 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 niggers ain't my fucking business, that's why!
Jimmie: I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. No marriage counselling, no trial separation, I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced.
The Wolf: You're... Jimmie, right? This is your house?
Jimmie: Sure is.
The Wolf: I'm Winston Wolfe. I solve problems.
The Wolf: Fair enough. Now I drive real fucking fast, so keep up. I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe's gonna be disposing of two bodies.
Butch: You okay?
Marsellus: Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay.
Jules: 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 motherfuckers get scared, that's when motherfuckers accidentally get shot.
Jules: Look, just because I don't be givin' no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwone into a glass motherfuckin' house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'll kill the motherfucker, know what I'm sayin'?
Vincent: Want some bacon?
Jules: No man, I don't eat pork.
Vincent: Are you Jewish?
Jules: Nah, I ain't Jewish, I just don't dig on swine, that's all.
Vincent: Why not?
Jules: Pigs are filthy animals. I don't eat filthy animals.
Vincent: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.
Jules: Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfucker. Pigs sleep and root in shit. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces.
Vincent: How about a dog? Dogs eats its own feces.
Jules: I don't eat dog either.
Vincent: Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal?
Jules: I wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy but they're definitely dirty. But, a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way.
Vincent: Ah, so by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. Is that true?
Jules: Well we'd have to be talkin' about one charming motherfuckin' pig. I mean he'd have to be ten times more charmin' than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'd better stop here!!!!! there are so many others!!!! Pulp fiction.
Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: It's not. It's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport.
Jules: Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen 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 this case, it don't belong to me. Besides, I've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass.
Jules, Vincent and Jimmie are drinking coffee in Jimmie's kitchen
Jules: Mmmm! Goddamn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice right, but he springs this serious GOURMET shit on us! What flavor is this?
Jimmie: Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: pause What?
Jimmie: I don't need you to tell me how fucking 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. 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 nigger in my garage.
Jules: Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that...
Jimmie: No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger 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 Nigger Storage?
Jules: pause 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 niggers ain't my fucking business, that's why!
Jimmie: I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. No marriage counselling, no trial separation, I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced.
The Wolf: You're... Jimmie, right? This is your house?
Jimmie: Sure is.
The Wolf: I'm Winston Wolfe. I solve problems.
The Wolf: Fair enough. Now I drive real fucking fast, so keep up. I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe's gonna be disposing of two bodies.
Butch: You okay?
Marsellus: Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay.
Jules: 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 motherfuckers get scared, that's when motherfuckers accidentally get shot.
Jules: Look, just because I don't be givin' no man a foot massage don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwone into a glass motherfuckin' house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'll kill the motherfucker, know what I'm sayin'?
Vincent: Want some bacon?
Jules: No man, I don't eat pork.
Vincent: Are you Jewish?
Jules: Nah, I ain't Jewish, I just don't dig on swine, that's all.
Vincent: Why not?
Jules: Pigs are filthy animals. I don't eat filthy animals.
Vincent: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.
Jules: Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfucker. Pigs sleep and root in shit. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces.
Vincent: How about a dog? Dogs eats its own feces.
Jules: I don't eat dog either.
Vincent: Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal?
Jules: I wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy but they're definitely dirty. But, a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way.
Vincent: Ah, so by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. Is that true?
Jules: Well we'd have to be talkin' about one charming motherfuckin' pig. I mean he'd have to be ten times more charmin' than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'd better stop here!!!!! there are so many others!!!! Pulp fiction.
by Marco 92 August 17, 2009
Best movie ever made.
Takes second third and fifth best movies ever, fourth is the god father. If you think this movie cusses to much or has to much blood you are either a pussy or mentally retarded, and I mean really retarded. I have watched it so many times I memorized Ezekiel 25-17.
Takes second third and fifth best movies ever, fourth is the god father. If you think this movie cusses to much or has to much blood you are either a pussy or mentally retarded, and I mean really retarded. I have watched it so many times I memorized Ezekiel 25-17.
Husband: I went out with the boys to see pulp fiction. That Samuel L. Jackson is one bad mother fucker.
Wife: Oh... I didn't really like it. It was to obscene and gory.
Husband: (sigh...) Honey I think we need a divorce.
Wife: Oh... I didn't really like it. It was to obscene and gory.
Husband: (sigh...) Honey I think we need a divorce.
by Im Cuban B June 2, 2009
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