28 March, 2007
20 March, 2007
@nd wolf comes.................
Jackson: What country you from?
BEAT: What?
Jackson: What ain't no country I ever heard of. Do they speak English in what?
BEAT: What? I'm sorry...what are you talking about?
Jackson: Say what again. Say . . . what . . . again! I dare you. I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what again one more Goddamn time. Vincent: And you know what they call a ... a ... a Quarter Pounder with cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a "Royale" with cheese.
Jules: A "Royale" with cheese! 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"! Ha ha ha ha! What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.
Oh I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? You were saying something about 'best intentions'? Oh, you were finished! Well then allow me to retort..."
I don't wanna hear about no mother fuckin' ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is, "You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the calvary which should be coming directly." "
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, 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 you."
BEAT: What?
Jackson: What ain't no country I ever heard of. Do they speak English in what?
BEAT: What? I'm sorry...what are you talking about?
Jackson: Say what again. Say . . . what . . . again! I dare you. I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what again one more Goddamn time. Vincent: And you know what they call a ... a ... a Quarter Pounder with cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a "Royale" with cheese.
Jules: A "Royale" with cheese! 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"! Ha ha ha ha! What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.
Oh I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? You were saying something about 'best intentions'? Oh, you were finished! Well then allow me to retort..."
I don't wanna hear about no mother fuckin' ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is, "You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the calvary which should be coming directly." "
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, 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 you."
19 March, 2007
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