Hey, kids. How you boys doin'?
Hey, keep chillin'.
You know who we are?
We're associates of your business partner, Marsellus Wallace.
You do remember your business partner, don't you?
-Now, let me take a wild guess here. You're Brett, right? -Yeah.
I thought so.
-You remember your business partner Marsellus Wallace, don't ya, Brett? -Yeah, I remember.
Good. Looks like me and Vincent caught you boys at breakfast.
-Sorry about that. Whatcha havin'? -Hamburgers.
Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.
-What kind of hamburgers? -Uh, ch-cheeseburgers. -No, no, no.
Where'd you get 'em? McDonald's, Wendy's, Jack-in-the-Box?
-Uh, Big Kahuna Burger. -Big Kahuna Burger! That's that Hawaiian burger joint.
-I hear they got some tasty burgers. I ain't never had one myself. How are they? -They're-- They're good.
You mind if I try one of yours?
-This is yours here, right? -Yeah.
This is a tasty burger!
Vincent! You ever had a Big Kahuna burger?
-Want a bite? They're real tasty. -I ain't hungry.
Well, if you like burgers, give 'em a try sometime.
Me, I can't usually get 'em 'cause my girlfriend's a vegetarian, which pretty much makes me a vegetarian.
But I do love the taste of a good burger.
-You know what they call a Quarter-Pounder with Cheese in France? -No.
-Tell 'em, Vincent. -A Royale with Cheese.
A Royale with Cheese. You know why they call it that?
Uh, because of the metric system?
Check out the big brain on Brett!
You're a smart motherfucker. That's right. The metric system.
-What's in this? -Sprite.
Sprite. Good.
-You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down with? -Go right ahead.
That hit the spot.
You. Flock of Seagulls. You know why we're here?
Why don't you tell my man Vince here where you got the shit hid.
-It's over... -I don't remember askin' you a goddamned thing!
-You were sayin'? -It's in the cupboard.
N-No, the one by your kn-knees.
We happy? Vincent?
-We happy? -Yeah, we happy.
Look, I'm sorry, uh, I... I didn't get your name. I got yours. Vincent. Right?
-B-But I never got yours. -My name's Pitt, and your ass ain't talkin' your way outta this shit.
No, no, no. I just want you to know how...
I just want you to know how sorry we are th-that things got so fucked up... with us and Mr Wallace.
W-We got into this thing with the best intentions. Really. I never--
Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration?
I didn't mean to do that. Please.
Continue. You were saying something about "best intentions."
What's the matter? Oh, you were finished!
Oh, well, allow me to retort.
-What does Marsellus Wallace look like? -What?
-What country you from? -What?
-"What" ain't no country I ever heard of. They speak English in What? -W-What?
-English, motherfucker! Do you speak it? -Yes!
-Then you know what I'm sayin'! -Yes.
Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!
-What? I... -Say "what" again!
Say "what" again! I dare ya! I double dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
-H-H-He's black. -Go on!
-He's bald! -Does he look like a bitch? -What?
-Does he look... like a bitch? -No!
Then why you tryin' to fuck him like a bitch?
-I didn't. -Yes, you did. Yes, you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him.
But Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs Wallace.
-You read the Bible, Brett? -Yes!
Well, there's this passage I got memorized. Sort of fits this occasion.
Ezekiel 25:17.
"The path of the righteous man... is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish... and the tyranny of evil men.
Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness,
for he is truly his brother's keeper... and the finder of lost children.
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance... and furious anger...
those who attempt to poison and destroy My brothers! And you will know My name is the Lord...
when I lay My vengeance upon thee!"