Pulp Fiction
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1:10:00
- Marsellus.
- No, it wasn't. I didn't do it.

1:10:03
I didn't do it.
1:10:05
- How you doing ?
- Great.

1:10:07
I never thanked you
for dinner.

1:10:12
- What you got ?
- He booked.

1:10:14
- His trainer ?
- Says he don't know nothin'.
I believe him.

1:10:17
- I think Butch surprised
his ass same as us.
- No, we don't wanna "think."

1:10:20
We wanna know. Take him to
the kennel, sic the dogs on his ass.

1:10:24
We'll find out for goddamn sure
what he knows and what he don't.

1:10:28
Butch's search--
How do you want it done ?

1:10:30
I'm prepared to scour the Earth
for that motherfucker.

1:10:33
If Butch goes to lndochina, I want
a nigger hiding in a bowl of rice...

1:10:36
ready to pop a cap in his ass.
1:10:38
I will take care of it.
1:10:50
Mister.
1:10:55
- Hey, mister.
- What ?

1:10:58
You were in that fight,
the fight on the radio.

1:11:03
- You're the fighter ?
- Whatever gave you that idea ?

1:11:06
No, come on.
1:11:09
You're him.
1:11:11
I know you're him.
1:11:15
Tell me you're him.
1:11:17
I'm him.
1:11:20
You killed the other boxing man.
1:11:26
He's dead ?
1:11:29
The radio said he was dead.
1:11:34
Sorry about that, Floyd.
1:11:37
What does it feel like ?
1:11:40
What does what feel like ?
1:11:42
Killing a man.
1:11:46
Beating another man to death
with your bare hands.

1:11:50
What are you, a weirdo ?
1:11:52
No.
1:11:54
It is a subject
I have much interest in.

1:11:59
You are the first person
I have ever met who has killed somebody.


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