It ain't the coffee in my kitchen... photo

Pulp Fiction: it ain’t the coffee in my kitchen…

Don't Jimmy me !

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.

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Quentin Tarantino Tribute photo

Quentin Tarantino Tribute

Voici un montage hommage à l’un des plus grands réalisateurs américains du XXème siècle, j’ai nommé Quentin Tarantino :

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It's the one that says

Pulp Fiction : it’s the one that says “Bad Motherfucker”

My Bad Motherfucker !

Honey Bunny (Amanda Plummer): I wanna go home!

Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Just hang in there, baby, you’re doing’ great, I’m proud of you and Ringo’s proud of you! It’s almost over. Tell her you’re proud!

Pumpkin (Tim Roth): I’m proud of you Honey Bunny.

Honey Bunny: I love you!

Pumpkin: I love you too Honey Bunny.

Jules : (to Pumpkin) Now. I want you to go in that bag and find my wallet.

Pumpkin: Which one is it?

Jules: It’s the one that says Bad Motherfucker.

(Pumpkin seeks in the bag)

Jules: That’s it! That’s my bad motherfucker. Open it up and take out the money.

(Pumpkin opens the wallet, and takes the cash)

Jules: Count it!

(Pumpkin counts)

Jules: How much is there?

(Pumpkin counts again)

Pumpkin: About fifteen hundred dollars.

Jules: Okay, put it in your pocket, it’s yours. Now with the rest of those wallets and the register, that makes this a pretty successful little score eh?

– From Pulp Fiction

Deux hommes en costume armés de fusils pointés l'un vers l'autre, une scène qui n'est pas sans rappeler l'intervention divine de Pulp Fiction.

Pulp Fiction : “This was divine intervention…”

Shooter: [busting the door, emptying his gun] Die you motherfuckers !!!

[Gun clicks, no ammo left]


[Jules and Vincent look at each other then reply with their guns]

Vincent (John Travolta): [to Marvin] Why the fuck didn’t you tell us somebody was in the bathroom? Slipped your mind? Did you forget that somebody was in there with a goddamn hand cannon?

Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Did you see the size of that gun right in front of us? It was bigger than him!


We should be fucking dead man!

Vincent: I know, we was lucky.

Jules: No no no no… that just wasn’t luck.

Vincent: Yeah maybe.

Jules: This was divine intervention. You know what “divine intervention” is?

Vincent: I think so. That means that God came down from Heaven and stopped the bullets?

Jules: That’s right! That’s exactly what it means. God came down from Heaven and stopped these motherfucking bullets.

Vincent: I think it’s time for us to leave Jules.

Jules: Don’t do that! Don’t fucking blow this shit up! What just happened here was a fucking miracle!

Vincent: Chill Jules, this shit happens.

Jules: Wrong! Wrong, this shit doesn’t just happen.

Vincent: Do you want to continue this theological discussion in the car or in a jailhouse with the cops?

Jules: We should be fucking dead my friend! What happened here was a miracle and I want you to fucking acknowledge it!

Vincent: Alright, it was a miracle. Can we go now?

– From Pulp Fiction