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1:36:01
- [ Door Bells Jingling ]
- [ Panting ]

1:36:04
- Can I help you with somethin' ?
- Shut the fuck up.

1:36:07
Now you just wait
a goddamn minute, now !

1:36:10
What the fuck you up to ?
1:36:12
- Come here, motherfucker !
- [ Both Grunting, Groaning ]

1:36:15
- [ Marsellus Groaning ]
- You feel that sting, huh, big boy ?

1:36:18
That's pride
fuckin' with you, see ?

1:36:20
You gotta fight through that shit !
[ Grunting ] Huh ?

1:36:23
- You'd better kill me--
- Yeah, somebody's gonna get killed.

1:36:27
Somebody's gonna get
their motherfuckin' head blown to--

1:36:29
- [ Shotgun Cocks ]
- Hold it right there, goddamn it.

1:36:32
- This ain't none
of your business, mister.
- I'm makin' it my business.

1:36:36
- Toss the weapon.
- You don't understand, man.

1:36:38
Toss the weapon.
1:36:40
[ Panting ]
1:36:43
[ Woman On Radio ]
It's time

1:36:46
- To find love
- Take your foot off the nigger,

1:36:49
- [ Music Continues ]
- put your hand behind your head,

1:36:51
approach the counter right now.
1:36:53
- This motherfucker's trying to...
- [ Groans ]

1:36:55
kill me.
1:36:56
Shut up.
Keep comin'. Come on.

1:37:01
lf love
1:37:05
ls shelter
1:37:15
[ Radio: Whistling ]
1:37:25
Zed. Maynard.
1:37:28
Yeah, the spider
just caught a couple flies.

1:37:31
Whoa, my angel
1:37:34
[ Receiver Hangs Up ]
1:37:37
Down to you
1:37:39
Down to you
1:37:46
[ Both Grunting, Groaning ]
1:37:58
[ Coughing ]

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