Pulp Fiction
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Now, who will be
our first contestants ?

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- Right here !
- [ Man ] All right !

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- I wanna dance.
- No, no, no, no, no.

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No, no, no, no, no. I do believe
Marsellus, my husband, your boss,

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told you to take me out
and do whatever I wanted.

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Now I wanna dance;
I wanna win; I want that trophy.

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- So dance good.
- All right. You asked for it.

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- So dance good.
- All right. You asked for it.

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Let's hear it
for our first contestants.

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Now let's meet our first
contestants here this evening.
Young lady, what is your name ?

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Mrs. Mia Wallace.
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And how 'bout your fella here ?
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Vincent Vega.
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All right, let's see what you can do.
Take it away !

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- [ Woman ] Go for it.
- [ Man ] Come on !

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[ "You Never Can Tell" ]
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It was a teenage wedding
and the old folks wished them well

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You could see that Pierre
did truly love the mademoiselle

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And now the young monsieur
and madame have rung the chapel bell

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C'est la vie say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

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They furnished off an apartment
with a two-room Roebucks sale

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The 'coolerador was crammed
with TV dinners and ginger ale

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But when Pierre found work
the little money comin'
worked out well

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C'est la vie say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

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They had a hi-fi phono
and boy did they let it blast


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