Jules (Samuel L. Jackson) : Hmm… God damn Jimmy ! This some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vincent woulda been satisfied with some freeze-dried Taster’s Choice, right ? Huh ! And he springs this serious gourmet shit on us. What flavor is this ?
Jimmy (Quentin Tarantino) : Knock it off, Julie.
Jules : What ?
Jimmy : I don’t need you to tell me how fuckin’ good my coffee is, okay ? I’m the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys shit. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff ’cause when I drink it, I wanna taste it. But you know what’s on my mind right now ? It ain’t the coffee in my kitchen. It’s the dead nigger in my garage.
Jules : Oh, Jimmy… don’t even worry abou…
Jimmy : No, no, no, don’t think about anything. I want to ask you a question : when you came pullin’ in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said « Dead Nigger Storage » ?
Jules : Jimmy, you know I ain’t seen no shit…
Jimmy : DID YOU you notice a sign on the front of my house that said « Dead Nigger Storage » ?
Jules : No. I didn’t.
Jimmy : Do you know WHY you didn’t see that sign ?
Jules : Why?
Jimmy : ‘Cause it ain’t there! Cause storin’ dead niggers ain’t my fuckin’ business, that’s why !
Jules : Jimmy, we’re not gonna store…
Jimmy : No, no, no, no, no. Don’t you fucking realize man that if Bonnie comes home and finds a dead body in her house I’m going to get divorced ? Alright, no marriage counselor, no trial separation, I’m going to get fucking divorced, okay ? And I don’t want to get fucking divorced !
Now, man, you know, fuck I mean I want to help you but I don’t want to lose my wife doing it, alright ?
Jules : Jimmy, Jimmy, she ain’t going to be there…
Jimmy : Don’t fucking Jimmy me, Jules, okay !? Don’t fucking Jimmy me. There’s nothing that you’re gonna say that’s going to make me forget that I love my wife, is there !?
Now look, you know, she comes home from work in about an HOUR and a HALF. Graveyard shift, at the hospital. You gotta make some phone calls !? You gotta call some people !? Well then DO IT !, and then get the fuck out of my house before she gets here.
Jules : Hey, that’s Kool and the Gang. You know, we don’t want to fuck your shit up. All we want to do is call our people and get ’em to bring us in, that’s all.
Jimmy : You don’t want to fuck my shit up !? YOU’RE FUCKING MY SHIT UP RIGHT NOW !!! You’re going to fuck my shit up big time if Bonnie comes home. So just do me that favor, alright ? The phone is in my bedroom. I suggest you get going.
– From Pulp Fiction