Pulp Fiction (1994)

Quentin Tarantino: Jimmie

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• Jimmie : I can't believe this is the same car.

  The Wolf : Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet.

• [Jules, Vincent and Jimmie are drinking coffee in Jimmie's kitchen] 

  Jules : Mmmm! Goddamn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice right, but he springs this serious GOURMET shit on us! What flavor is this?

  Jimmie : Knock it off, Julie.

  Jules : [pause]  What?

  Jimmie : I don't need you to tell me how fucking 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 because when I drink it I want to 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.

  Jules : Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that...

  Jimmie : [interupting]  No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?

  Jules : Jimmie, you know I ain't seen no...

  Jimmie : [cutting him off again; getting angry]  Did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?

  Jules : [pause]  No. I didn't.

  Jimmie : You know WHY you didn't see that sign?

  Jules : Why?

  Jimmie : 'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead niggers ain't my fucking business, that's why!

• The Wolf : You're... Jimmie, right? This is your house?

  Jimmie : Sure is.

  The Wolf : I'm Winston Wolfe. I solve problems.

  Jimmie : Good, we got one.

  The Wolf : So I heard. May I come in?

  Jimmie : Uh, yeah, please do.

• The Wolf : You guys look like... What do they look like, Jimmie?

  Jimmie : Dorks. They look like a couple of dorks.

  Jules : Ha-ha-ha. They're your clothes, motherfucker.

• The Wolf : You must be Jules, which would make you Vincent. Let's get down to brass tacks, gentlemen. If I was informed correctly, the clock is ticking, is that right, Jimmie?

  Jimmie : Uh, one hundred percent.

  The Wolf : Your wife... Bonnie comes home at 9:30 in the AM, is that right?

  Jimmie : Uh-huh.

  The Wolf : I was led to believe that if she comes home and finds us here, she'd wouldn't appreciate it none too much?

  Jimmie : [laughing]  She wouldn't at that.

  The Wolf : That gives us exactly... forty minutes to get the fuck out of Dodge. Which, if you do what I say when I say it, should be plenty. Now, you've got a corpse in a car, minus a head, in a garage. Take me to it.

• Jimmie : I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced. No marriage counselling, no trial separation, I'm gonna get fuckin' divorced.

• The Wolf : I'm Mr. Wolf. I solve problems.

  Jimmie : Good. We've got one.