кинофильм «Pulp Fiction» (p) 1994
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Pumpkin And Honey Bunny [dialogue]
Royale With Cheese [dialogue]
Jungle Boogie [Kool & The Gang]
Let’s Stay Together [Al Green]
Lonesome Town [Ricky Nelson]
Son Of A Preacher Man [Dusty Springfield]
Zed’s Dead, Baby [dialogue]
Jack Rabbit Slims Twist Contest [dialogue]
You Never Can Tell [Chuck Berry]
Girl, You’ll Be A Woman Soon [Urge Overkill]
Bring Out The Gimp [dialogue]
Flowers On The Wall [The Shatter Brothers]
Personality Goes A Long Way [dialogue]
Ezekiel 25:17 [dialogue]
Dialogue Spoken by Tim Roth and Amanda Plummer
Dialogue Written by Quentin Tarantino
YOUNG WOMAN
I love you, Pumpkin.
YOUNG MAN
I love you, Honey Bunny.
PUMPKIN (yelling to all)
Everybody be cool this is a robbery!
HONEY BUNNY
Any of you fuckin’ pricks move and I’ll execute every motherfuckin’
last one of you!
Dialogue Spoken by Samuel L.Jackson and John Travolta
Dialogue Written by Quentin Tarantino
JULES
— okay so, tell me again about the hash bars?
VINCENT
Okay what d’you want to know?
JULES
Hash is legal there, right?
VINCENT
Yeah, it’s legal, but is ain’t a hundred percent legal. I mean you can’t
walk into a restaurant, roll a joint, and start puffin’ away. I mean they
want you to smoke in your home or certain designated places.
JULES
Those are hash bars?
VINCENT
Yeah, it breaks down like this, okay: it’s legal to buy it, it’s legal to own
it and, if you’re the proprietor of a hash bar, it’s legal to sell it. It’s
legal to carry it, but that doesn’t matter ’cause — get a load of this,
alright, — if you get stopped by a cop in Amsterdam, it’s illegal for them
to search you. I mean that’s a right that the cops in Amsterdam don’t have.
JULES
Oh, man — I’m goin’, that’s all there is to it. I’m fuckin’ goin’.
VINCENT
You’ll dig it the most. But you know what the funniest thing about Europe is?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
It’s the little differences. I mean they got the same shit over there, we got
here, but it’s just there’s a little difference.
JULES
Examples?
VINCENT
Alright, well you can walk into a movie theatre in Amsterdam and buy a beer.
And I don’t mean in a paper cup. I’m talkin’ ’bout a glass of beer. And in
Paris, you can buy a beer at MacDonald’s. You know what they call a Quarter
Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
JULES
They don’t call it a Quarter Pounder with Cheese?
VINCENT
No, man, they got the metric system there, they wouldn’t know what the fuck
a Quarter Pounder is.
JULES
What’d they call it?
VINCENT
They call it Royale with Cheese.
JULES (repeating)
Royale with Cheese. What’d they call a Big Mac?
VINCENT
Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but they call it Le Big Mac.
JULES (repeating)
Le Big Mac. What do they call a Whopper?
VINCENT
I dunno, I didn’t go into a Burger King. You know what they put on french
fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
Mayonnaise.
JULES
Goddamn!
VINCENT
I seen ’em do it, man. They fuckin’ drown ’em in this shit.
JULES
Uuccch!
Written by Ronald Bell, Claydes Smith, George Brown, Robert Mickens,
Donald Boyce, Richard Westfield, Dennis Thomas and Robert Bell
Get down — get down
Aaaaaaah!
Jungle boogie
Jungle boogie
Get down — get down
Written by Al Green, Al Jackson, Jr. and Willie Mitchell
I, I’m so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is all right with me
‘Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you
Since, since we’ve been together
Loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I’ll never be untrue
Let’s, let’s stay together
Lovin’ you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad
Why, why some people break up
Then turn around and make up
I just can’t see
You’d never do that to me (would you, baby)
Staying around you is all I see
(Here’s what I want us to do)
Let’s, we oughta stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
Written by Baker Knight
There’s a place where lovers go
To cry their troubles away
And they call it Lonesome town
Where the broken hearts stay (for sometime)
You can buy a dream or two
To last you on through the years
And the only price you pay
Is a heart for the tears (for tears)
Going down to Lonesome town
Where the broken hearts stay
Going down to Lonesome town
To cry my troubles away
In the town of broken dreams
The streets are filled with regret
Maybe down in Lonesome town
I can learn to forget (to forget)
Written by John Hurley and Ronnie Wilkins
Billy Ray was a preacher’s son
And when his daddy’d visit he’d come along
When they gathered round and started talking
That’s when Billy would take me walking,
all through the backyard we’d go walking,
then he’d looked into my eyes,
lord knows to my surprise
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
And the only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, was, yes he was
Bein’ good isn’t always easy, no matter hard I try,
when he started sweettalking to me,
he’d come and tell my everything is allright
he’d kiss it down and everything’s allright
Can I get away again tonight?
How will I remember
The look within his eyes
Stealin’ kisses from me on the sly
Takin’ time to make time
Tellin’ me that he’s all mine
Learnin’ from each other’s knowin’
Looking to see how uch we’ve grown
And the only one who could ever reach me
was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever reach me
Was the sweet-talkin’ son of a preacher man
FABIAN
Butch, whose motorcycle is this?
BUTCH
It’s a chopper, baby.
FABIAN
Whose chopper is this?
BUTCH
Zed’s.
FABIAN
Who’s Zed?
BUTCH
Zed’s dead, baby, Zed’s dead.
JACK
Ladies and gentlemen! Now the moment you’ve all been waiting for.
The world famous Jack Rabbit Slims Twist Contest!
(Applause)
JACK
Ah, let’s meet our first contestants here, this evening. Young lady,
what is your name?
MIA
Mrs. Mia Wallace.
JACK
And how about your fella here?
VINCENT
Vincent Vega.
JACK
Alright, let’s see what you can do! Take it away!
Written by Chuck Berry
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
«C’est la vie», say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well
«C’est la vie», say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
«C’est la vie», say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, ’twas a cherry red ’53,
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle
«C’est la vie», say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
Written by Neil Diamond
I love you so much, can’t count all the ways
I’ve died for you girl and all I can say is
He’s not your kind.
You never get tired of putting me down
And I’ll never know when I’ll come around
But I’m going to fight — Don’t let them make up your mind.
Don’t you know…
Girl, You’ll be a woman soon.
Please, Come take my hand or
Soon, Youll need a man
I’ve been missing you all of my life
Then someone like him cuts like a knife
The boys no good
Well If I’m finally gone while looking poor
But they get a chance when off the shore
I’m sure they would — I’ve done all I could…
Now it’s up to…
ZED
Bring out The Gimp.
MAYNARD
But The Gimp’s sleeping.
ZED
Well, I guess you’ll just have go wake ’em up now, won’t you?
Written by Lewis C.DeWitt
I keep hearin’ you’re concerned about my happiness
But all that thought you’ve given me is conscience I guess
If I were walkin’ in your shoes, I wouldn’t worry none
While you and your friends are worryin’ ’bout me, I’m havin’ lots of fun
Countin’ flowers on the wall, that don’t bother me at all
Playin’ solitaire ’til dawn, with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin’ cigarettes and watchin'»Captain Kangaroo»
Now don’t tell me
I’ve nothin’ to do
Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream it’s hard to slow this swinger down
So please don’t give a thought to me, I’m really doin’ fine
You can always find me here and havin’ quite a time
It’s good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright
Anyway, my eyes are not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete
Don’t tell me
I’ve nothin’ to do
VINCENT
Want some bacon?
JULES
Naw, man, I don’t eat pork.
VINCENT
Are you Jewish?
JULES
I ain’t Jewish, I just don’t dig on swine, that’s all.
VINCENT
Why not?
JULES
Pigs are filthy animals.I don’t eat filthy animals.
VINCENT
Yeah, but bacon tastes good. Pork chops taste good.
JULES
Hey, a sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie. But I’ll never know ’cause I
wouldn’t eat the filthy motherfuckers. Pigs sleep and root in shit. That’s
a filthy animal.I ain’t need nothin’ that ain’t got sense enough to
disregard its own feces.
VINCENT
How about a dog? Dog eats its own feces.
JULES
I don’t eat dog either.
VINCENT
Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal?
JULES
I wouldn’t go so far as to call a dog filthy, but they’re definitely dirty.
But a dog’s got personality. Personality goes a long way.
VINCENT
So by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to
be a filthy animal? Is that true?
JULES
Well, we’d have to be talkin’ ’bout one charmin’ motherfuckin’ pig.I mean
he’d have to be ten times more charming that that […] you know what
I’m sayin’?
JULES
Ezekiel 25:17.»The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the
inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in
the name of charity and good will, 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.»