Lance: Hey, whattya think about Trudi? She ain't got a boyfriend. You wanna hang out, get high? Vincent: Which one's Trudi? The one with all the shit in her face? Lance: No, that's Jody. That's my wife.
Jules: I don't wanna hear about no motherfuckin' ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is, You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the cavalry which should be coming directly. Mars...
Jules: We should have shotguns for this kind of deal. Vincent: How many up there? Jules: Three or four. Vincent: That's countin' our guy? Jules: Not sure. Vincent: So that means there could be up to five guys up there? Jules: It's possible. Vincent: ...
Lance: You're going to give her an injection of adrenaline directly to her heart. But she's got, uh, breastplate... [taps Mia's chest] Lance: So you gotta pierce through that. So what you have to do is, you have to bring the needle down in a stabbing...
Mia: I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and do WHATEVER I WANTED. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good.
Jules: [talking about Mia, Marsellus Wallace's wife] I think her biggest deal was she starred in a pilot. Vincent: Pilot? What's a pilot? Jules: Well, you know the shows on TV? Vincent: I don't watch TV. Jules: Yeah, but, you are aware that there's a...
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 sy...
Lance: If you're all right, then say something. Mia: Something.
Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to Indochina, I want a nigger hiding in a bowl of rice ready to pop a cap in his ass.
Butch: I think I cracked a rib. Fabienne: Giving me oral pleasure? Butch: No, retard, from the fight.
Jules: I hate to shatter your ego, but this is not the first time I've had a gun pointed at me. Pumpkin: You don't take your fucking hand off that case, it'll be your last.
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, 'c...
The Wolf: Strip. Jules: All the way? The Wolf: To your bare ass. Vincent: Is this necessary? The Wolf: Yes. You know what you guys look like? Jules: What? The Wolf: Like a couple of guys who just blew off somebody's head! [to Jimmie] The Wolf: Now Ji...
Paul: So, I hear you're taking Mia out. Vincent: At Marsellus's request. Paul: You met Mia yet? Vincent: No. [Jules and Paul laugh] Vincent: What's so fucking funny? Jules: I gotta piss. [exits] Vincent: Look, I'm not stupid. It's the Big Man's wife....
Jody: [after Mia survives an overdose from an adrenaline injection] That was pretty fucking trippy... [laughs]
Jules: This was Divine Intervention! You know what "divine intervention" is? Vincent: Yeah, I think so. That means God came down from Heaven and stopped the bullets. Jules: Yeah, man, that's what it means. That's exactly what it means! God came down ...
Jules: Yolanda? How we doin, baby? Yolanda: I gotta go pee! I want to go home. Jules: Just hang in there, baby. You're doing' great. Ringo's proud of you and so am I. It's almost over. Tell her you're proud of her. Pumpkin: I'm proud of you, Honey Bu...
Jules: [All while Honey Bunny is screaming] Tell that bitch to be cool! Say 'bitch be cool'! Pumpkin: Be cool honey! Jules: Say bitch be cool! Tell that fuckin' bitch to chill! Pumpkin: Be cool Honey Bunny! Jules: Chill that fuckin' bitch out! Pumpki...
