Wolf? Pa zar delujem kao neki profesionalac?
Mada...
ne bi mi smetali kljucevi od NSXa i jedna onako fina devojka koja ce jednog dana posedovati citav otpad
haha ...ali bas onaj Kajtelovski smeh ...
The Wolf:
You see that, young lady? Respect. Respect for one's elders gives character.
Raquel: I have character.
The Wolf: Just because you are a character doesn't mean that you have character.
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Jimmie: I can't believe this is the same car.
The Wolf:
Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet.
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The Wolf: Strip.
Jules: All the way?
The Wolf: To your bare ass.
Vincent: Is this necessary?
The Wolf: You know what you guys look like?
Jules: What?
The Wolf:
Like a couple of guys who just blew off somebody's head.
The Wolf: Now Jimmie, hand them the soap.
[Jimmie gives Jules and Vincent soap]
The Wolf: Well, now I'm sure you've all been to county.
[sprays them both with hose]
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Jules: Don't do shit unless.
The Wolf: Unless what?
Jules: Unless you do it first.
The Wolf:
Spoken like a true prodigy. How about you, Lash LaRue? You think you can keep your spurs from jinglin' and janglin'?
Vincent: Look, Mr. Wolf, my gun went off, I don't know why, and now you're helping us out of the situation. I'm cool with it, all right?
The Wolf: Fair enough. Now I drive real ******* fast, so keep up. I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe's gonna be disposing of two bodies.
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JIMMIE
Mr. Wolf, you gotta understand
somethin' –
THE WOLF
– Winston, Jimmie – please, Winston.
JIMMIE
You gotta understand something,
Winston. I want to help you guys out
and all, but that's my best linen.
It was a wedding present from my
Uncle Conrad and Aunt Ginny, and
they ain't with us anymore –
THE WOLF
– let me ask you a question, if you
don't mind?
JIMMIE
Sure.
THE WOLF
Were you Uncle Conrad and Aunt Ginny
millionaires?
JIMMIE
No.
THE WOLF
Well, your Uncle Marsellus is. And
I'm positive if Uncle Conrad and
Aunt Ginny were millionaires, they
would've furnished you with a whole
bedroom set, which your Uncle
Marsellus is more than happy to do.
(takes out a roll of
bills)
I like oak myself, that's what's in
my bedroom.
How 'bout you Jimmie,
you an oak man?
JIMMIE
Oak's nice.