ezekiel 25:17…quentin…and a sprite…

 

hello all…its been a while but then let’s just bang jump into some pulp fiction…this is going to be hardcore for you weasies so step back a bit…couldn’t help but catch up on all the tarantino again…plus got this amazing old paperback screenplay from a friend…so pulling out a special section from the original itself – it contains certain bits that were eventually cut out from the film itself…those of you who have seen pulp fiction, this is the part where vincent (travolta) and jules (jackson) walk into an appartment to recover wallace’s (ving rhames) money…those of you who haven’t, about time you caught up with this film…so here goes…as was written many years ago…verbatim!

 

3 men are sitting in a room – brett, marvin, roger. vincent and jules barge into the room flaying around their guns. most of vincent’s angst is directed at brett…

JULES

how you boys doing?

no answer from the shocked trio in the room

(jules to brett)

…am i trippn’, or did i just ask you a question?

BRETT

we’re doing okay…

JULES

do you know who we are?

brett shakes his head: no

we’re associates of your business partner marsellus wallace. you do remember your business partner, don’t ya?

no answer

JULES

looks at brett

now i’m going to take a wild guess here – you’re brett, right?

BRETT

yeah

JULES

i thought so. well, you remember your business partner marsellus wallace don’t ya brett?

BRETT

i remember him

JULES

good for you. looks like me and vincent caught you boys at breakfast. sorry ’bout that. what ‘cha eatin’?

BRETT

hamburgers

JULES

hamburgers. the cornerstone of any nutritious breakkfast. what kinda hamburgers?

BRETT

cheeseburgers

JULES

 no, no no, no no. i mean where do you get ’em? mcDonald’s, wendy’s, jack-in-the-box, where?

BRETT

big kahuna burger 

JULES

big kahuna burger. that’s that hawaian burger joint. i heard they got some tasty burgers. i ain’t never had one myself. how are they?

BRETT

they’re good

JULES

you mind if i try yours?

BRETT

 no

JULES

yours is this one right?

BRETT

yeah

JULES

grabs a burger and takes a bite of it

ummm….that’s a tasty burger!

looks at vincent

vincent, yuo ever had a big kahuna burger?

VINCENT

no.

JULES

holds out the burger to vincent.

you wannt bite, they’re real good.

VINCENT

i ain’t hungry.

JULES

well, if you like hamburgers give ’em a try sometime. me, i can’t usually eat ’em cause my girlfriend’s a vegetarian. which more or less makes me a vegetarian, but i sure love the taste of a good burger.  

looks at brett

you know what they call a quarter pounder with cheese in france?

BRETT

no.

JULES

tell ’em vincent.

VINCENT

royale with cheese.

JULES

royale with cheese. you know why they call it that?

BRETT

because of the metric system?

JULES

check the big brain on brett. you’re a smart motherfucker, that’s right. the metric system.

jules points at a fast food drink cup

what’s in this?

BRETT

sprite

JULES

sprite, good. you mind if i have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down with?

BRETT

sure.

jules grabs the cup and takes a sip.

JULES

uuuuummmm, hits the spot!

jules looks at roger

you, flock of seagulls, you know what we’re here for?

roger nods his head: yes

JULES

then why don’t you tell my man Vince where you got the shit hid?

MARVIN

it’s over there –

JULES

– i don’t remember askin’ you a goddamn thing.

looks back at roger

you were sayin’?

ROGER

it’s in the cupboard.

vincent walks up to the cupboard, looks in it, bends down, then comes up holding a black snap briefcase.

VINCENT

got it

vincent then flips the two locks, opening the case. we can’t see what’s inside but a small glow emits from the case. vincent just stares at it, transfixed.

JULES

we happy?

no answer from the transfixed vincent

…vincent!

vincent looks up at jules.

…we happy?

VINCENT

closes the case.

we’re happy.

BRETT

looks at jules and begins rambling

look, what’s your name? i got his name’s vincent, but what’s yours?

JULES

my name’s pitt, and you ain’t talkin’ your ass outta this shit.

BRETT

i just want you to know how sorry we are about how fucked up things got between us and mr. wallace. when we entered into this thing, we only had the best intention –

as brett talks, jules takes out his gun and shoots roger three times in the chest, blowing him out of his chair.

vince smiles to himself – jules has got style.

brett has just shit in his pants. he’s not crying or whimepring, but he’s so full of fear as if his body is imploding.  

JULES

looks at brett

oh, i’m sorry. did i just break your concentration? i didn’t mean to do that. please continue. i believe you were saying something about ‘best intentions’.

brett can’t utter a single word.

whatsamatter? oh, you were through anyway. well, allow me to retort. would you describe for me what marsellus wallace looks like?

brett still can’t speak. jules snaps, savagely tipping the card table over, removing the only barrier between brett and himself. brett now sits in a lone chair before jules like a political prisoner in front of an interrogator.

JULES

what country are you from?

BRETT

in a petrified voice – what?

JULES

‘what’ ain’t no country i know! do they speak english in ‘what’?

BRETT

nearing a heart attack – what?

JULES

english-motherfucker-can-you-speak-it?

BRETT

yes.

JULES

then you understand what i’m saying?

BRETT

yes.

JULES

now describe what marsellus wallace looks like!

BRETT

out of fear – what?

jules takes his .45 and presses the barrel hard into brett’s cheek.

JULES

say ‘what’ again! c’mon, say ‘what’ again! i dare ya, i double dare ya, motherfucker. say ‘what’ one more goddamn time!

brett is regressing on the spot

now describe to me what marsellus wallace looks like!

BRETT

brett stutters, trying to pull his best.

well, he’s…he’s…black –

JULES

– go on!

BRETT

…and he’s…he’s…bald –

JULES

– does he look like a bitch?

BRETT

without thinking – what?

jules eyes go to vincent, vincent smirks, jules rolls his eyes and shoots brett in the shoulder. brett screams, breaking into a trembling spasm in his chair.

JULES

does-he-look-like-a-bitch?

BRETT

in pure agony – no.

JULES

then why did you try to fuck ‘im like a bitch?!

BRETT

spasms – i didn’t.

JULES

lowers his voice –  yes ya did, brett. ya tried fuck ‘im and marsellus wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody except missus wallace. you ever read the bible brett?

BRETT

spasms – yes. 

JULES

there’s a passage i got memorised – seems appropriate for this situation: ezekiel 25:17. ‘the path of teh 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 you.’

jules and vincent then proceed to empty their guns at the same time on the sitting man. marvin collapses in fear into the corner of the room. when they are finished, brett’s bullet ridden carcass just sits there for a moment, then topples over.

all is quiet.

the only sound is marvin muttering in the corner.

 

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~ by mentalsyrup on March 2, 2009.

5 Responses to “ezekiel 25:17…quentin…and a sprite…”

  1. “marsellus wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody except missus wallace.”…….lol, n we kno wht happens to mr wallace later!!!!! a gem of a scene from a gem of a film.

  2. Seen it after reading this reviews…nice film

  3. the way jackson delivers that psalm o whatever it is, with the poor guy shittin in his pants is just too much.

    any whiff on his latest – the one with the not-so-pleasant-a-title? 🙂

  4. harry – was wondering whether to pull in that scene here nistead of this one…!

    amrita – hope you enjoyed it…it’s a bit gritty to be honest…

    dharmabum – ‘Inglourious Basterds’ should be one of his better ones after kill bill…let’s see how it works out…

  5. yeah…true gritty..

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