Jules: Oh, I’m sorry. Did I break your concentration? I didn’t mean to do that. Please, continue. You were sayin’ something about “best intentions”? [silence] What’s the matter? Oh, y-you were finished? Oh, well, allow me to retort. What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Jules: [overturns the small table in the room] What country are you from?!
Jules: “What” ain’t no country I ever heard of! They speak English in “What”?!
Jules: English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?!
Jules: Then you know what I’m saying.
Jules: Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like.
Jules: [points gun directly in Brett’s face] Say “what” again! Say! “what”! again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say “what” one more goddamn time!
Brett: He-he’s black.
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He’s bald.
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Jules: [shoots Brett in the shoulder; Brett screams] DOES…HE…LOOK…LIKE…A BITCH?!
Brett: [in pain] No!
Jules: Then why’d you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: [faintly] 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.
and now…songs from Quentin Tarantino’s films, including minnie riperton and the george baker selection
( listen here )
This is actually really powerful
When yo side chick try to hug you in public
How I love this couple.. :’)
A love like this…..with lots of sex♡♡
Bad Boys (1995)