"Bring out the gimp."

The Gimp is asleep.

Then I guess you'll have to go wake him up, won't you.

"You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic mot--rf--kers. Moth--fuc--rs who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don't."

Charlie

I'm going to walk the Earth.

You mean you're gonna be a bum?

"Well we'd have to be talkin' about one charmin' moth----ckin' pig. I mean he'd have to be ten times more charmin' than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I'm sayin'?"

Charlie

"wht do they look like Jimmy?"

"dorks..."

Marcellus: "Yeah, we cool. Two things. Don't tell nobody about this. This **** is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-To-Be-Living-The-Rest-of-His-Short-Ass-Life-In-Agonizing-Pain Rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business. Two: you leave town tonight, right now. And when you're gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?"

Charlie

Yup, Tawney Was something.

And I think it was a better movie then Pulp Fiction.

"..Now let me ask you a question, Jules. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out front that said, "Dead nijjer storage?".."

Jules "Normally, both your asses would be dead as f--king fried chicken, but you happen to pull this **** while I'm in a transitional period so I don't wanna kill you, I wanna help you. But I can't give you this case, it don't belong to me. Besides, I've already been through too much **** this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass."

Charlie

Jules: You remember Antoine Roccamora, half black, half Samoan, used to call him Tony Rocky Horror?

Vincent: Yeah, maybe. Fat, right?

Jules: I wouldn't go so far as to call the brother fat, I mean he got a weight problem. What's the **** gonna do? He's Samoan

Charlie

What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What?

"I DON'T REMEMBER ASKING YOU A G@D... D^MN... THING!"

'..Hamburgers. The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast. What kinda hamburgers?..'

Marcellus: The night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting. That's pride f***ing with you. F*** pride. Pride only hurts, it never helps.

Mia: Don't you hate that?

Vincent: What?

Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullsh!t in order to be comfortable?

Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.

Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the f*** up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

Ya hear me brutha? Enjoy the silence, please.

Jules: You sendin' the Wolf?

Marsellus: Oh, you feel better, motherf**ker?

Jules: 😌 Sh*t, Negro, that's all you had to say!

Truly a classic!

and my favorite:

Pumpkin: Which one is your wallet?

Jules: It's the one that says Bad Motherf***er.

One of the all time great lines, out of many from Pulp Fiction:

Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherf--ker. If Butch goes to Indochina, I want a **** waiting in a bowl of rice ready to pop a cap in his ass.

LOL

Charlie