Brett: He… 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 you try to fuck him like a bitch? Brett: I didn’t… Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did! You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Wallace. 31
Maverick: Oh, you sure do pick the spots. Joseph: Yeah, I know. You know the next time you people come and drive us off our land I’m gonna find a nice piece of swamp that’s so God-awful, maybe then you’ll leave us the hell alone
Dr. Emil Reingold: Mickey and Mallory know the difference between right and wrong; they just don’t give a damn.
Norman Robberson: Do you know what smoking does to you? It stunts your growth, it yellows your teeth and blackens your lungs. Is that what you want? To be a yellow toothed midget with lung cancer? Kevin Robberson: I’m keeping my options open.
Dr. Dhalsim: If good men do nothing, that is evil enough.
Léon: And stop saying ”okay” all the time. Okay? Mathilda: Okay. Léon: Good.
Ian: The Lone Rangers? That’s original. How can you pluralize ”Lone Ranger”?
Axel: You got a fifty dollar bill? Jon Flint: I got a wife and three kids. I haven’t seen a fifty in twelve years