Scena iz Pulp Fictiona, nakon analnog silovanja u podrumu:
BUTCH: You okay?
MARSELLUS: Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay!
Long pause.
BUTCH: What now?
MARSELLUS: What now? Well let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch.
(to Zed)
Hear me talkin' hillbilly boy?! I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'm gonna git Medieval on your ass.
BUTCH: I meant what now, between me and you?
MARSELLUS: Oh, that what now? Well, let me tell ya what now between me an' you. There is no me an' you. Not no more.
BUTCH: So we're cool?
MARSELLUS: Yeah man, we're cool. One thing I ask -- two things I ask: don't tell nobody about this. This shit's between me and you and the soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain, Mr. Rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business. Two: leave town. Tonight. Right now. And when you're gone, stay gone. You've lost your Los Angeles privileges.
Deal?
BUTCH: Deal.
Plakao sam od smeha kad je opisivao šta će da radi Zedu.
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