Jules: "You read the Bible, Brett?"
Jules: "Well, there's this passage I've got memorized that sort of fits this occasion. Ezekiel 25:17. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of the 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!"
That's right, Butch. Zed is very dead, and it's high time that you and your girlfriend GET out of town. Quickly!
Fabienne: "Whose motorcycle is this?"
Butch: "It's a chopper, baby."
Fabienne: "Whose chopper is this?"
Butch: "It's Zed's."
Fabienne: "Who's Zed?"
Butch: "Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead."
Like Three Little Fonzies
Jules: "Now Yolanda, we're not gonna do anything stupid, are we?"
Yolanda: "You don't hurt him."
Jules: "Nobody's gonna hurt anybody. We're gonna be like three little Fonzies here. And what's Fonzie like? Come on Yolanda what's Fonzie like?"
Yolanda: "He's cool."
Jules: "Correctamundo. And that's what we're gonna be. We're gonna be cool. Now Ringo, I'm gonna count to three, and when I count three, you let go of your gun, and sit your ass down. But when you do it, you do it cool. Ready? One... two... three."
[Ringo sits down opposite Jules]
Yolanda: "All right, now you let him go."
Jules: "Yolanda, I thought you said you were gonna be cool. Now when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when m**********rs get scared, that's when m**********rs accidentally get shot."
Yolanda: "You just know, you touch him, you die."
Jules: "Well, that seems to be the situation. But I don't want that. And you don't want that. And Ringo here *definitely* doesn't want that."
Jules: "Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this s**t. This is some f**ked-up repugnant s**t."
Vincent: "Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he's wrong that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings? Have you ever heard that?"
Jules: "Get the f**k out my face with that s**t! The motherf**ker that said that s**t never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass."
Vincent: "I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now, right now, I'm a f**kin' race car, right, and you got me the red. And I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' that it's f**kin' dangerous to have a race car in the f**kin' red. That's all. I could blow."
Jules: "Oh! Oh! You ready to blow?"
Vincent: "Yeah, I'm ready to blow."
Jules: "Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherf**ker, motherf**ker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T., I'm the Guns of the Navarone! In fact, what the f**k am I doin' in the back? You're the motherf**ker who should be on brain detail! We're f**kin' switchin'! I'm washin' the windows, and you're pickin' up this n***a's skull!"