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1:53:00
- Better tell him to shut up.
He's gettin' on my nerves.
- Fuck. [ Muttering ]

1:53:03
Marvin. Marvin !
I'd knock that shit off if I was you.

1:53:07
- [ Door Slams ]
- Die, you motherfuckers ! Die !

1:53:11
[ Hammer Clicking ]
1:53:39
Why the fuck didn't you tell us
somebody was in the bathroom ?

1:53:43
Slip your mind ? Did you forget
that someone was in there...

1:53:46
with a goddamn hand cannon ?
1:53:48
You see the size of that gun he fired
at us ? It was bigger than him.

1:53:56
We should be fuckin' dead, man.
1:53:59
I know.
We was lucky.

1:54:01
No, no, no, no.
That shit wasn't luck.

1:54:04
- Yeah, maybe.
- This was divine intervention.

1:54:08
You know what
divine intervention is ?

1:54:16
I think so.
1:54:18
That means that God came down
from Heaven and stopped the bullets.

1:54:22
That's right.
That's exactly what it means.

1:54:24
God came down from Heaven
and stopped these motherfuckin' bullets.

1:54:29
I think it's time for us
to leave, Jules.

1:54:31
Don't do that.
Don't fuckin' blow this shit off !

1:54:33
- What just happened here
was a fuckin' miracle !
- Chill. This shit happens.

1:54:37
Wrong ! Wrong.
This shit doesn't "just happen."

1:54:40
Do you want to continue
this theological discussion in a car...

1:54:43
or in a jailhouse
with the cops ?

1:54:46
We should be fuckin' dead,
my friend !

1:54:49
What happened here was a miracle, and I
want you to fucking acknowledge it !

1:54:53
All right, it was a miracle.
Can we go now ?


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