Pulp Fiction :: Movie Quotes

Jules: The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities 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 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 would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.


The Wolf: You guys look like... What do they look like, Jimmie?
Jimmie: Dorks. They look like a couple of dorks.
Jules: Ha-ha-ha. They're your clothes, motherfucker.



Butch: I'll be back before you can say Blueberry pie.
Fabienne: Blueberry pie.
Butch: OK, maybe not that fast...


Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It's a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It's Zed's.
Fabienne: Who's Zed?
Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.


Butch: Where's my watch?
Fabienne: It's there.
Butch: No it's not.
Fabienne: Have you looked ?
Butch: Yes, I've fuckin' looked. What the fuck do you think I'm doin'? You sure you got it ?
Fabienne: Yes. Bedside table drawer.
Butch: On the little kangaroo ?
Fabienne: Yes, it was on the little kangaroo.
Butch: Yeah, well, it's not here now.
Fabienne: Well, it should be.
Butch: Yes it most definitely should be but it's not here now, so where the fuck is it? Fabienne, where's my father's fucking watch ? Do you have any idea what he had to go through to get me that watch ? I don't have time to go into it, but he went through a lot. All this other shit you could've set on fire, but I specifically reminded you not to forget the fucking watch.
Butch: Now think. Did you get it ?
Fabienne: I believe so.
Butch: You believe so? You believe so? What the fuck does that mean? You either did, or you didn't!
Fabienne: Then I did.
Butch: Are you sure?
(Fabienne shakes her head, no)
Butch: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Motherfucker! Motherfuckin'! Do you fucking know how fucking stupid you are? No!
Butch: It's not your fault.


Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a Royale with cheese.
Jules: A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent: Well, a Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.
Jules: Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.
Vincent: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules: What?
Vincent: Mayonnaise.
Jules: Goddamn.
Vincent: I've seen 'em do it, man. They fucking drown 'em in that shit.


Jules: Do you know what they call a Quarter Pounder with cheese in France?
Brett: No.
Jules: Tell him, Vincent.
Vincent: Royale with cheese.
Jules: Royale with cheese. Do you know why they call it a Royale with cheese?
Brett: Because of the metric system?
Jules: Check out the big brain on Brett. You one smart motherfucker.


Lance: You take off her shirt and find her heart.
Vincent: Does it gotta be exact?
Lance: We're giving her a shot in the heart, so it's gotta be exact.


Vincent: All right, what I need is a big, fat magic marker. You got it?
Jody: What?
Vincent: A magic marker. A felt pen! A fuckin' black magic marker! Christ.


Vincent: Hurry up, Lance! We're losing her!
Lance: I'm lookin' as fast as I can!
Jody: What's he looking for?
Vincent: I dunno. Some book.
Jody: What're you looking for?
Lance: A little black medical book!
Jody: What're you looking for?
Lance: A little black fuckin' medical book! It's like a textbook they give to nurses.
Jody: I never saw no medical book.
Lance: Trust me, I have one.
Jody: Well, if it's so important, why don't you keep it with the shot?
Lance: I don't know! Stop bothering me!
Jody: Listen, while you're looking for it, that girl's gonna die on our carpet! You're never gonna find anything in this mess!
Lance: I'm gonna fuckin' kill you if you don't shut up!
Vincent: Stop arguing and get in here!