20 Quotes from the Cult Classic Film “Pulp Fiction”
Quotes For Bros is a sucker for the big screen – Hollywood has shaped most of us in some form or fashion by giving us films that reached beyond our imagination and touched deep into our psyche. One of these unequivocal films is Quentin Tarantino’s “Pulp Fiction” – released in 1994, 26 years later it has reached beyond cult status and joined the ranks of films such as “Rocky Horror Picture Show”, “A Clockwork Orange”, and “This is Spinal Tap” – this is one of those movies that truly broke out of the Hollywood mold and reached new heights in cinema by utilizing both old and new styles of direction at the helm of Tarantino. But the one aspect that is ingrained in anyone and everyone who has ever seen the film is the writing – the dialogue between the characters was nothing short of breath-taking; anyone walking away from this classic will instantly recognize most if not all of the scenes due to the unforgettable script. So we pulled a selection of a few of our favorites for you to enjoy – it may prompt you to go hit the couch for a couple of hours to enjoy it all over again……
Ezekiel 25:17
Jules: “You read the Bible, Brett?”
Brett: “Yes!”
Jules: “Well, there’s this passage I’ve got memorized that sort of fits this occasion. Ezekiel 25:17. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of the evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, 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 attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee!”
A Royale with Cheese
Vincent: “You know what the funniest thing about Europe is?”
Jules: “What?”
Vincent: “It’s the little differences. I mean they got the same shit over there that they got here, but it’s just – it’s just there it’s a little different.”
Jules: “Examples?”
Vincent: “Alright, well you can walk into a movie theater in Amsterdam and buy a beer. And I don’t mean just like in no paper cup, I’m talking about a glass of beer. And in Paris, you can buy a beer at McDonald’s. And you know what they call a, uh, a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?”
Jules: “They don’t call it a Quarter Pounder with Cheese?”
Vincent: “Nah, man, they got the metric system, they wouldn’t know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.”
Jules: “What do they call it?”
Vincent: “They call it a Royale with Cheese.”
Jules: “Royale with Cheese.”
Vincent: “That’s right.”
Jules: “What do they call a Big Mac?”
Vincent: “A Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but they call it Le Big Mac.”
Jules: “Le Big Mac.” [laughs] “What do they call a Whopper?”
Vincent: “I dunno, I didn’t go into Burger King. But, you know what they put on french fries in Holland instead of ketchup?”
Jules: “What?”
Vincent: “Mayonnaise.”
Jules: “Yuck!”
Uncomfortable Silences
Mia: “Don’t you hate that?”
Vincent: “What?”
Mia: “Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bulls**t in order to be comfortable?”
Vincent: “I don’t know. That’s a good question.”
Mia: “That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.”
Zed’s Dead
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.”
Like Three Little Fonzies
Jules: “Now Yolanda, we’re not gonna do anything stupid, are we?”
Yolanda: “You don’t hurt him.”
Jules: “Nobody’s gonna hurt anybody. We’re gonna be like three little Fonzies here. And what’s Fonzie like? Come on Yolanda what’s Fonzie like?”
Yolanda: “Cool?”
Jules: “What?”
Yolanda: “He’s cool.”
Jules: “Correctamundo. And that’s what we’re gonna be. We’re gonna be cool. Now Ringo, I’m gonna count to three, and when I count three, you let go of your gun, and sit your ass down. But when you do it, you do it cool. Ready? One… two… three.”
[Ringo sits down opposite Jules]
Yolanda: “All right, now you let him go.”
Jules: “Yolanda, I thought you said you were gonna be cool. Now when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when motherfuckers get scared, that’s when motherfuckers accidentally get shot.”
Yolanda: “You just know, you touch him, you die.”
Jules: “Well, that seems to be the situation. But I don’t want that. And you don’t want that. And Ringo here *definitely* doesn’t want that.”
Transitional Period
Jules: “Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while I’m in a transitional period so I don’t wanna kill you, I wanna help you. But I can’t give you this case, it don’t belong to me. Besides, I’ve already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass.”
“If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.” –Jules Winnfield
“A dog’s got personality. Personality goes a long way.” -Jules Winnfield
“Besides, isn’t it more exciting when you don’t have permission?” -Mia Wallace
“Hamburgers: the cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.” -Jules Winnfield
Marsellus Wallace (Ving Rhames): “I’ma get medieval on your ass.”
Jules (Samuel L Jackson): “Nah, I ain’t Jewish, I just don’t dig on swine, that’s all.”
The Wolf (Harvey Keitel): “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 wanna get out of this. So, pretty please… with sugar on top… clean the fucking car.”
Jules:
Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while I’m in a transitional period so I don’t wanna kill you, I wanna help you. But I can’t give you this case, it don’t belong to me. Besides, I’ve already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass.
Jules:
It ain’t no fuckin’ ballpark either. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin’ his wife’s feet, and stickin’ your tongue in her holyiest of holies, ain’t the same ballpark, it ain’t the same league, it ain’t even the same fuckin’ sport. Foot massages don’t mean shit.
Butch: So we cool?
Marsellus: Yeah, we cool. Two things. Don’t tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-to-be-living-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain-rapist here. It ain’t nobody else’s business. Two: you leave town tonight, right now. And when you’re gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?
Butch: Deal.
Marsellus: Get your ass out of here.
Vincent: That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars but it’s pretty fucking good.
Vincent: Ah, so by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. Is that true?
Jules: Well we’d have to be talkin’ about one charmin’ motherfuckin’ pig. I mean he’d have to be ten times more charmin’ than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I’m sayin’?
Pumpkin: Which one is your wallet?
Jules: It’s the one that says Bad Motherfucker.
Jules: I used the same fuckin’ soap you did and when I got finished, the towel didn’t look like no god-damn Maxi-Pad.
Esmeralda:
So what does it feel like to kill a man with your bare hands? It’s a topic I’m very interested in.
Butch: Honey, since I left you, this has been without a doubt the single weirdest fucking day of my life. Come on, hop on – I’ll tell you all about it.