SOUNDS

Jules: God damn Jimmy! This some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vincent woulda been satisfied with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, right? And he springs this serious gourmet shit on us. What flavor is this?
Jimmy: Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: What?
Jimmy: I don't need you to tell me how fuckin' good my coffee is, ok? 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 'cause when I drink it, I wanna taste it. But y ou know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the coffee in my kitchen. It's the dead nigger in my gararge.

tv.wav (76 kb)

Vincent: I don´t watch TV
Jules: Yeah, but you are aware that there is an invention called television and on this invention they show shows, right?

towel.zip (186 kb)

[Jules scolds Vincent for soiling Jimmie's towel.]

bitch.wav (427 kb)

Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: 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 him in the arm. Brett screams in pain)
Jules: DOES... HE.... LOOK... LIKE... A BITCH?
Brett: (screaming) Nooo!
Jules: Then why you tryin' to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
Jules: Yes you did! Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace."

mushroom.wav (32 kb)

Jules: Well I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' mother fucker, mother fucker!

negro.wav (88 kb)

Jules: You're sendin' The Wolf?
Marsellus: Feel better, Motherfucker?
Jules: Sheeeit, Negro! That's all you had to say!.

shutfat2.wav (74 kb)

Manager: Stop causin' problems, you'll get us all killed. Give 'em what you got and get 'em outta here!
Jules: Shut the fuck up, fat man, this ain't none of your goddamn business!

miracle.wav (127 kb)

Jules: We should be fuckin' dead, my friend. What happened here was a miracle, and I want you to fuckin' acknowledge it.
Vincent: Alright.... it was a miracle. Can we go now?

samoan.wav (46 kb)

Jules: I wouldn't go so far as to call the brother fat. I mean, he got a weight problem, but what's a nigger gonna do, he's Samoan.

pitt.wav (38 kb)

Jules: My name's Pitt. And your ass ain't talking your way outta this shit.

fugood.wav (26 kb)

Jules: Well, Marsellus fucked him up good.

askinyou.wav (25 kb)

Jules: I don't remember asking you a goddamn thing!

spchimp2.wav (94 kb)

Jules: Had a little garden down at the bottom enclosed in glass, like a greenhouse. Nigger fell through that. Since then he kinda developed a speech impediment.

bigcburg.wav (12 kb)

Jules: Big Kahuna Burger.

correcta.wav (22 kb)

Jules: Correct-a-mundo!

hamburg.wav (42 kb)

Jules: Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.

shtgns.wav (26 kb)

Jules: We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.

bigbrain.wav (77 kb)

Jules: Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherfucker, that's right! The metric system.

burger.wav (48 kb)

Jules: mmmmmm.... this IS a tasty burger.

Vincent:

palooka.wav (33 Kb)

Butch: Looking at something, friend?
Vincent: You ain´t my friend, palooka.

punchy.wav (31 Kb)

Butch: What was that?
Vincent: I think you heard me just fine, punchy.

jodi.wav (80 Kb)

Vincent: Which one's Trudy? The one with all the shit in her face?
Lance: No. That's Jodi. That's my wife.

intpoint.wav (134 Kb)

Vincent: I mean that's his fuckin' wife man, he don't have a sense of humor about this shit... you know what I'm sayin'?
Jules: It's an interesting point. C'mon. Let's get in character.

footmass.wav (693 Kb)

Jules: It was a foot massage. A foot massage means nothin'. I give my mother a foot massage.
Vincent: It's layin' your hands in a familiar way on Marsellus' new wife. Is it as bad as eatin' her pussy out? No. But it's the same fuckin' ballpark.
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.
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 y'know, touching his wife's feet and stickin' your tounge in the holiest of holys ain't in the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same lea gue, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: Don't be tellin' me about fuckin' foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' masta.
Vincent: You given a lot of 'em?
Jules: Shit yeah... I got my technique down and everything. I don't be ticklin' or nothin'
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent:You give 'em alot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I'm kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Yo man, you just back off. I'm gettin' a little pissed here.

youdigit (22 kb)

Vincent: I know, baby. You dig it the most.

v_shtgns.wav (14 kb)

Vicent: We should have fucking shotguns.

damnsham.wav (14 kb)

Vincent: That's a damn shame.

matches.wav (33 kb)

Vincent: But still I have to say, you play with matches, you get burned.

goodmilk.wav (65 kb)

Vincent: Goddamn, that's a pretty fuckin' good milkshake.
Mia: Told ya.
Vincent: I don't know if it's worth five dollars, but it's pretty fuckin' good!

thrown.zip (109 kb)

Vincent: Well, that is one way to say it. Another way to say it would be that he was thrown out. Another way would be [that] he was thrown out by Marsellus. And yet even another way is to say he was thrown out of a window by Marsellus because of you.

bathroom.wav (83 kb)

Vincent: Why the fuck didn't you tell us somebody was in the bathroom? Slip your mind? Did you forget that someone was in there with a goddamn hand-cannon?

principl.wav (104 kb)

Vincent: Jules, you give that fuckin' nimrod $1500 and I'll shoot him on general principle.
Jules: Yo! Yolonda! Yolanda! He ain't gonna do a goddamn motherfuckin' thing! Vince, shut the fuck up!

shotface.wav (21 kb)

Vincent: Oh, man, I shot Marvin in the face.
Jules: What?!?

jerkoff.wav (138 kb)

Vincent: So... you're gonna go out there, you're gonna say 'goodnight' and 'I've had a very lovely evening'... walk out the door, get in the car.... go home,jerk off... and that's all you gonna do.

Marcellus:

hardfact.wav (28 kb)

Marcellus: Now that's a hard mother-fuckin' fact of life.

sickdogs.wav (51 kb)

Marcellus: Take him to the kennel; sick the dogs on his ass. We'll find out for goddamn sure what he knows and what he don't.

search.wav (85 kb)

Marcellus: I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that mother fucker. If Butch goes to Indo-China, I want a nigger hidin' in a bowl of rice, ready to pop a cap in his ass.

notok.wav (56 kb)

Marcellus: Nah, man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from OK.

whatnow.zip (121 kb)

Marcellus: I'm gonna call a couple of hard, pipe-hittin' niggers to go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blowtorch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn site. I'm gonna git medieval on your ass.

rapist.wav (107 kb)

Marcellus: This shit is between me, you, and Mr.
Soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain Rapist here.

Mia:

excessiv.wav (236 Kb)

Mia: You heard Marcellus threw Tony Rocky Horror out of a four story window for giving me a foot massage?
Vincent: Uh huh.
Mia: And you believe that?
Vincent: Well.. at the time I was told it sounded reasonable.
Mia: Marcellus throwing Tony out of a four story window for massaging my feet seemed reasonable?
Vincent: No, it seemed excessive. But that doesn't mean it didn't happen.

trouble.wav (139 Kb)

Mia: If Marcellus knew about this incident, I'd be in as much trouble as you.
Vincent: I seriously doubt that.

hivince.wav (72 kb)

[Mia's note to Vincent.]

disco.wav (60 kb)

Mia: Warm...warmer...disco!

miavince.wav (88 kb)

[Mia's intros at the Twist Contest.]

takepiss.wav (75 kb)

Vincent: I´m gonna take a piss.
Mia: That's a little bit more information than I needed Vince, but go right ahead.

miajoke.zip (90 kb)

[Mia's Fox Force Five joke]

Others:

american.wav (25 Kb)

Butch: I'm an American, honey, our names don't mean shit.

phonring.wav (170 Kb)

Jody: Lance, the goddamn phone's ringing!
Lance: I can hear it.
Jody: I thought you told those fucking assholes never to call here this late!
Lance: Yeah, I told 'em. And that is exactly what I'm going to tell this fucking asshole, right now.

The Big Mac speech (600 kb)

Butch & Girlfriend about Z (120 kb)

bet_yall.wav (29 kb)

Dave: Hey, my name's Paul, and this is between y'all.

ourmen.wav (48 kb)

Dave: Vincent Vega, our man in Amsterdam! Jules Winnfield, our man in Inglewood!

stopboth.wav (17 kb)

Lance: I don't know! Stop bothering me!

prankcal.wav (82 kb)

Lance: Uh, are you talking to me on a cellular phone? I don't know you, who is this, don't come here. I'm hanging up the phone. Prank caller, prank caller!

whatfuck.wav (7 kb)

Lance: What a fucker!

trippy.wav (30 kb)

Jody: That was fucking trippy.

watch.zip (84 kb)

Captain Koons: The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slope was gonna put their greasy, yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it. In one place he knew he could hide something, his ass.

holdit.wav (24 kb)

Maynard: [Shotgun slide] Hold it right there, goddammit.

nokills.wav (38 kb)

Maynard: Nobody kills anybody in my place of business, 'cept me or Zed.

gimp.wav (83 kb)

Z: Bring out the Gimp.
Maynard: Think the Gimp's sleeping.
Z: Well, I guess you'll just have to go wake him up, now won't you?

pride.wav (70 kb)

Butch: Feel that sting big boy, huh? That's pride, fucking wit' ya, see? You gotta fight through that shit.

dns.wav (224 kb)

Jimmy: When you came pullin' in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: Jimmy, you know I ain't seen no shit...
Jimmy: Did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: No. I didn't.
Jimmy: Do you know WHY you didn't see that sign?
Jules: Why?
Jimmy: 'Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead niggers ain't my fuckin' business, that's why!

cleancar.wav (124 kb)

Mr. Wolfe: If I'm curt with you, it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast, and I need you guys to act fast if you want to get out of this. So.... pretty please, with sugar on top... clean the fuckin' car.

dicks.wav (37 kb)

Mr. Wolfe: Well, let's not start suckin' each others dicks quite yet.