Pulp Fiction Quotes

I’m gonna get medieval on your ass.

Zed’s dead, baby. Zed’s dead.

Oh, I’m sorry. Did I break your concentration?

The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.

I don’t remember asking you a goddamn thing.

That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars, but it’s pretty fucking good.

The Bonnie situation.

You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers.

What now? Let me tell you what now. I’ma call a couple of hard pipe-hitting niggas to go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blowtorch.

There’s a difference between not liking a movie and not being able to sit through it.

Marcellus Wallace don’t scare easy.

Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness.

You don’t wanna fuck with the Gimp.

That’s when you know you’ve found somebody really special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

Just because you are a character doesn’t mean you have character.

We’d be fucking dead, my friend! So let’s just stop fucking around!

You don’t need to know how to pronounce it correctly, just use it and look cool.

The night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting. That’s pride fucking with you.

If my answers frighten you, then you should cease asking scary questions.

Oh, I’m sorry, did I break your concentration?

It’s not what you think, I didn’t mean to say he was fat, I meant he’s a big boy!

I’m Winston Wolfe. I solve problems.

If I’m curt with you, it’s because time is a factor.

That’s it, man. Game over, man. Game over!

English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?

Your ass ain’t talking your way out of this shit.

Well, I’m a mushroom cloud-laying motherfucker, motherfucker!

You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France?

I’m prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherfucker.

This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!

Well, there’s this passage I got memorized. It sort of fits this occasion.

What the fuck happened to you? Your ass used to be beautiful.

Any of you fucking pricks move, and I’ll execute every motherfucking last one of ya!

Is she dead? No, but she’s pretty fucked up.

We should have shotguns for this kind of deal.

I’m American, honey. Our names don’t mean shit.

You choose the wrong motherfucker to fuck with.

You ever listen to K-Billy’s ‘Super Sounds of the Seventies’ weekend?

Every time my fingers touch brain, I’m ‘Superfly T.N.T., I’m the Guns of the Navarone!’

What’s Fonzie like? He’s cool.

Vincent, you ever try a Big Kahuna burger?

To have no talent and to be able to recognize it is the affliction of an artist.

Well, don’t fucking fall asleep! You never know when that Dickhead’s gonna come back.

You won’t regret this, Houston.

Check out the big brain on Brett!

I’m not your friend. I’m not gonna help you. I’m gonna fuck you up bad.

White people who know the difference between good shit and bad shit, this is the house you wanna be in!

The metric system.

I got all sorts of things I ain’t shown you yet.

I got no problem with him, I just want to like him.