Pulp Fiction
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:23:04
You my nigger ?
:23:11
Certainly appears so.
:23:17
[ Chuckles ]
:23:20
The night of the fight,
you may feel a slight sting.

:23:27
That's pride fuckin' with you.
:23:32
Fuck pride !
:23:36
Pride only hurts.
:23:39
It never helps.
:23:42
You fight through that shit.
:23:46
'Cause a year from now,
when you kickin' it in the Caribbean,

:23:51
you gonna say to yourself,
"Marsellus Wallace was right."

:23:56
[ Chuckles ]
:23:58
I got no problem
with that, Mr. Wallace.

:24:02
In the fifth,
your ass goes down.

:24:10
Say it.
:24:14
In the fifth,
my ass goes down.

:24:20
Yo, Vincent Vega.
Our man in Amsterdam.

:24:22
Jules Winfield, our man in lnglewood.
Get your asses on in here.

:24:27
- Goddamn, nigger,
what's up with them clothes ?
- You don't even want to know.

:24:31
Where's the big man ?
:24:34
The big man's right over there
takin' care of some business.

:24:37
Why don't you hang back a second or two.
You see the white boy leave, go on over.

:24:44
[ Vincent ]
How ya been ?

:24:46
- I been doin' pretty good.
How 'bout yourself ?
- All right.

:24:52
So I hear you're
takin' Mia out tomorrow.

:24:58
At Marsellus's request.

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