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The trunk of the Chevy OPENS UP, Jules and Vincent reach inside, taking out two .45 Automatics, loading and cocking them. Vincent and Jules, their long matching overcoats practically dragging on the ground, walk through the courtyard of what looks like a hacienda-style Hollywood apartment building.

STEADICAM in front of Jules and Vincent as they make a beeline down the hall. I got my technique down man, I don't tickle or nothin'. Jules looks at him a long moment -- he's been set up. VINCENT I'm not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does. This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan shoulda known fuckin' better. He ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit. EPILOGUE ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1. The Young Man has a slight working-class English accent and, like his fellow countryman, smokes cigarettes like they're going out of style. YOUNG WOMAN You always say that, the same thing every time: never again, I'm through, too dangerous. I'm always right too, but -- YOUNG WOMAN -- but you forget about it in a day or two -- YOUNG MAN -- yeah, well, the days of me forgittin' are over, and the days of me rememberin' have just begun. Two of these people are a YOUNG MAN and a YOUNG WOMAN. JULES Look, just because I wouldn't give no man a foot massage, don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass- motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. Motherfucker do that to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker. VINCENT Well, Marsellus is leavin' for Florida and when he's gone, he wants me to take care of Mia. Making a gun out of his finger and placing it to his head. The two men stand in front of the door numbered "49." They whisper. VINCENT (checking his watch) Seven-twenty-two in the morning. They move a little away from the door, facing each other, still whispering. You tell 'em: "Empty out the register," and they don't know what it fuckin' means. We keep on, one of those gook motherfuckers' gonna make us kill 'em. And if it's not the gooks, it these old Jews who've owned the store for fifteen fuckin' generations.

Vietnamese, Koreans, they can't fuckin' speak English. But they'll probably put us in a situation where it's us of them. Jules nods his head: "Yes." VINCENT What did Marsellus do? They took him out on the patio of his apartment, threw his ass over the balcony. They had this garden at the bottom, enclosed in glass, like one of them greenhouses -- nigger fell through that. VINCENT It's laying hands on Marsellus Wallace's new wife in a familiar way. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing. JULES It was a foot massage, a foot massage is nothing, I give my mother a foot massage. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holyies, ain't the same ballpark, ain't the same league, ain't even the same fuckin' sport. And they show that one show to the people who pick the shows, and on the strength of that one show, they decide if they want to make more shows. JULES Yes, but you're aware that there's an invention called television, and on that invention they show shows? JULES Well, the way they pick the shows on TV is they make one show, and that show's called a pilot. Vincent and Jules walk through the reception area and wait for the elevator. Half-black, half-Samoan, usta call him Tony Rocky Horror. JULES I wouldn't go so far as to call the brother fat. VINCENT I think I know who you mean, what about him? And word around the campfire, it was on account of Marsellus Wallace's wife.

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