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marvin.wav
Vincent: Aw, man... I shot Marvin in the face.
Jules: Why the fuck'd you do that!
Vincent: Well I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident.

coffee.wav
[Jules, Vincent and Jimmie are drinking coffee in Jimmie's kitchen]
Jules: Mmmm! Goddamn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, but he springs this serious GOURMET shit on us! What flavor is this?
Jimmy: Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: What?
Jimmy: I don't need you to tell me how fuckin' good my coffee is, ok? 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 'cause when I drink it, I wanna 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 gararge.

medieval.wav
Marsellus: What now? Lemme tell you what now. I'm gonna call up a couple a hard, pipe-hittin' niggers and go to work on the holmes here with a pair a pliars and a blowtorch. You hear me talkin' Hillbilly Boy? I ain't through with you by a damn site. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass.

Mr. Wolf (Harvey Keitel) to Jules & Vincent ....clean the fuckin' car!
Jules (S.L. Jackson) to Brad: ....Big-Brain-Brad!
Vincent (John Travolta) to Jules (S. L. Jackson) If u get stopped by an cop....
Vincent (John Travolta) & Jules (S. L. Jackson) Tell me again about the Hashbars...
Mia (Uma Thurman) & Vincent (John Travolta) on stage Young lady whats your name...
Butch (Bruce Willis) & Fabienne (Maria de Medeiros) Who's motorcycle is this? Z's.....
Pumpkin (Tim Roth) & Honey Bunny (Amander Plummer) Everybody be cool this is a robbery!! Any.....
Vincent (John Travolta) & Jules (S. L. Jackson) And, do u know what they call a Quarter-.....
Butch (Bruce Willis) & Fabienne (Maria de Medeiros) ...but I specifically reminded you...
Mia (Uma Thurman) to Vincent (John Travolta) in JACKRABBIT SLIM's You heard Marsellus threw Rocky Horror out of...

rapist.wav
Marsellus: This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain rapist here.

trippy.wav
Jodi: Wow... that was fuckin' trippy.

dicks.wav
Mr. Wolfe: Well, let's not start suckin' each others dicks quite yet.

dns.wav
Jimmy: When you came pullin' in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: Jimmy, you know I ain't seen no shit...
Jimmy: Did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?
Jules: No. I didn't.
Jimmy: Do you know WHY you didn't see that sign?
Jules: Why?
Jimmy: 'Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead niggers ain't my fuckin' business, that's why!

cleancar.wav
Mr. Wolfe: If I'm curt with you, it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast, and I need you guys to act fast if you want to get out of this. So... pretty please, with sugar on top... clean the fuckin' car.

footmasta.wav
Jules: It was a foot massage. A foot massage means nothin'. I give my mother a foot massage.
Vincent: It's layin' your hands in a familiar way on Marsellus' new wife. Is it as bad as eatin' her pussy out? No. But it's the same fuckin' ballpark.
Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: It's not... it's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but y'know, touching his wife's feet and stickin' your tounge in the holiest of holys ain't in the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't mean shit.
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: Don't be tellin' me about fuckin' foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' masta.
Vincent: You given a lot of 'em?
Jules: Shit yeah... I got my technique down and everything. I don't be ticklin' or nothin'
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You give 'em alot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I'm kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Yo man, you just back off. I'm gettin' a little pissed here.

bigbrain.wav
Jules: Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherfucker, that's right! The metric system.

burger.wav
Jules: Mmmm... this IS a tasty burger.

beverage.wav
Jules: You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down?

bitch.wav
Jules: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!
Brett: What, I-?
Jules: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what one more goddamn time.
Brett: He's b-b-black...
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He's bald...
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?
[Jules shoots Brett in shoulder]
Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't.
Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.

bowlrice.wav
Henchman: This search... how do you want it done?
Marsellus: I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to Indochina I want a nigger hidin' in a bowl of rice waitin' to pop a cap in his ass.

jerkoff.wav
Vincent: So... you're gonna go out there, you're gonna say 'goodnight' and 'I've had a very lovely evening'... walk out the door, get in the car... go home, jerk off... and that's all you gonna do.

mushroom.wav
Vincent: I could blow!
Jules: Oh, oh... you ready to blow?
Vincent: Yeah, I'm ready to blow
Jules: Well I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker.

wolf.wav
Jules: You're sendin' The Wolf?
Marsellus: Feel better, Motherfucker?
Jules: Sheeeit, Negro! That's all you had to say!.

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Vince and Jules discuss European fast food.

Cunnilingus vs. foot massage.

Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.

The big brain on Brett.

Jules asks Marvin to be quiet.

Are we happy?

Jules kindly asks Brett to stop saying "what?"

Ezekiel 25:17 speech and the demise of Brett.

What's up with them clothes?

Jody explains about needles, and her tongue stud.

The chick with the shit in her face.

Vince must take care of himself tonight.

Lance and Vince argue over Mia.

Who's gonna give Mia the shot?

Mia gets the shot.

Butch receives "the watch"

Marcellus wants a search for Butch.

A pair of pliers and a blow torch.

We bid farewell to Butch and Co.

Oops! Vince gives Marvin a boo-boo.

Of towels and maxi-pads.

Jules don't want no "ifs".


Race cars and mushroom clouds. Vince and Jules discuss car care.

The Wolf asks for a fellatio delay.

They look like dorks.

Jules and Vince discuss pigs and dogs.

Like Caine in Kung Fu.

Cool like Fonzi.

Vince will shoot him on General Principle.

concentr.wav
"(Loud gunshot.)"
Jules: "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration?"
marvin.wav

Vincent: "Aw, man... I shot Marvin in the face."
Jules: "Why the bleep 'd you do that!"
Vincent: "Well I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident."


coffee.wav

Jules: "bleep damn Jimmy! This some serious gourmet bleep ! Me and Vincent woulda been satisfied with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, right? And he springs this serious gourmet bleep on us. What flavor is this?"
Jimmy: "Knock it off, Julie."
Jules: "What?"
Jimmy: "I don't need you to tell me how bleep in' good my coffee is, ok? I'm the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys bleep . I buy the gourmet expensive stuff 'cause when I drink it, I wanna 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 gararge."


medieval.wav

Marsellus: "What now? Lemme tell you what now. I'm gonna call up a couple a hard, pipe-hittin' niggers and go to work on the holmes here with a pair a pliars and a blowtorch. You hear me talkin' Hillbilly Boy? I ain't through with you by a damn site. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass."


rapist.wav

Marsellus: "This bleep is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain Rapist here."


excessiv.wav

Mia: "You heard Marcellus threw Tony Rocky Horror out of a four story window for giving me a foot massage?"
Vincent: "Uh huh."
Mia: "And you believe that?"
Vincent: "Well.. at the time I was told it sounded reasonable."
Mia: "Marcellus throwing Tony out of a four story window for massaging my feet seemed reasonable?"
Vincent: "No, it seemed excessive. But that doesn't mean it didn't happen."


trippy.wav

Jodi: "Wow... that was bleep in' trippy."


dicks.wav

Mr. Wolfe: "Well, let's not start suckin' each others dicks quite yet."


dns.wav

Jimmy: "When you came pullin' in here, did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?"
Jules: "Jimmy, you know I ain't seen no bleep ..."
Jimmy: "Did you notice a sign on the front of my house that said "Dead Nigger Storage"?"
Jules: "No. I didn't."
Jimmy: "Do you know WHY you didn't see that sign?"
Jules: "Why?"
Jimmy: "'Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead niggers ain't my bleep in' business, that's why!"


cleancar.wav

Mr. Wolfe: "If I'm curt with you, it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast, and I need you guys to act fast if you want to get out of this. So.... pretty please, with sugar on top... clean the bleep in' car."


footmass.wav

Jules: "It was a foot massage. A foot massage means nothin'. I give my mother a foot massage."
Vincent: "It's layin' your hands in a familiar way on Marsellus' new wife. Is it as bad as eatin' her pussy out? No. But it's the same bleep in' ballpark."
Jules: "Whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same bleep in' thing."
Vincent: "It's not... it's the same ballpark."
Jules: "Ain't no bleep in' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but y'know, touching his wife's feet and stickin' your tounge in the holiest of holys ain't in the same bleep in' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same bleep in' sport. Foot massages don't mean bleep ."
Vincent: "Have you ever given a foot massage?"
Jules: "Don't be tellin' me about bleep in' foot massages. I'm the foot bleep in' masta."
Vincent: "You given a lot of 'em?"
Jules: "Shit yeah... I got my technique down and everything. I don't be ticklin' or nothin'"
Vincent: "Would you give a guy a foot massage?"
Jules: "bleep you."
Vincent: "You give 'em alot?"
Jules: "bleep you."
Vincent: "You know, I'm kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself."
Jules: "Yo man, you just back off. I'm gettin' a little pissed here."


intpoint.wav

Vincent: "I mean that's his bleep in' wife man, he don't have a sense of humor about this bleep ... you know what I'm sayin'?"
Jules: "It's an interesting point. C'mon. Let's get in character."


pitt.wav

Jules: "My name's Pitt. And your ass ain't talkin' your way outta this bleep ."


bigbrain.wav

Jules: "Check out the big brain on Brett! You're a smart motherbleep er, that's right! The metric system."


burger.wav

Jules: "mmmmmm.... this IS a tasty burger."


beverage.wav

Jules: "You mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down?"


bitch.wav

Jules: "Describe what does Marcellus Wallace look like?"
Brett: "What?"
Jules: "Say 'what' again! SAY.... 'WHAT'.... AGAIN! I dare you! I double dare you Motherbleep er! Say 'what' one more bleep damn time!"
Brett: "He's black"
Jules: "Go on."
Brett: "He's bald."
Jules: "Does he look like a bitch?"
Brett: "What? (Jules shoots him in the arm. Brett screams in pain)"
Jules: "DOES... HE.... LOOK... LIKE... A BITCH?"
Brett (screaming): "Nooo!"
Jules: "Then why you tryin' to bleep him like a bitch, Brett?"
Brett: "I didn't!"
Jules: "Yes you did! Yes you did, Brett. You tried to bleep him. And Marsellus Wallace don't like to be bleep ed by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace."


miracle.wav

Jules: "We should be bleep in' dead, my friend. What happened here was a miracle, and I want you to bleep in' acknowledge it."
Vincent: "Alright.... it was a miracle. Can we go now?"


bowlrice.wav

Henchman: "This search... how do you want it done?"
Marsellus: "I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that motherbleep er. If Butch goes to Indochina I want a nigger hidin' in a bowl of rice waitin' to pop a cap in his ass."


jodi.wav

Vincent: "Which one's Trudy? The one with all the bleep in her face?"
Lance: "No. That's Jodi. That's my wife."


jerkoff.wav

Vincent: "So... you're gonna go out there, you're gonna say 'goodnight' and 'I've had a very lovely evening'... walk out the door, get in the car.... go home, jerk off... and that's all you gonna do."


mushroom.wav

Vincent: "I could blow!"
Jules: "Oh, oh... you ready to blow?"
Vincent: "Yeah, I'm ready to blow"
Jules: "Well I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherbleep er, motherbleep er."


my_face.wav

Jules: "Get the bleep out my face with that bleep !"


negro.wav

Jules: "You're sendin' The Wolf?"
Marsellus: "Feel better, Motherbleep er?"
Jules: "Sheeeit, Negro! That's all you had to say!."


principl.wav

Vincent: "Jules, you give that bleep in' nimrod $1500 and I'll shoot him on general principle."
Jules: "Yo! Yolonda! Yolanda! He ain't gonna do a bleep damn motherbleep in' thing! Vince, shut the bleep up!"


repgnant.wav

Jules: "Oh...man! I will NEVER forgive your ass for this bleep . This is some bleep ed up, repugnant bleep ."

All u had 2 say Samuel L. Jackson as Jules Winnfield: "shit, Negro. That's all you had to say!"
   
Askin' you Samuel L. Jackson: "I don't remember askin' you a goddamned thing!"
   
Big brain Samuel L. Jackson: "Check out the big brain on Brett!"
   
Big trouble John Travolta as Vincent Vega: "I'm in big fuckin' trouble, man! I'm comin' to your house."
   
Bitch Samuel L. Jackson: "Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!" Frank Whaley: "What?" Jackson: "Say 'what' again! Say 'what' again! I dare you! I double dare you, motherfucker! Say 'what' one more God-damned time!" Whaley: "He's black." Jackson: "Go on!" Whaley: "He's bald." Jackson: "Does he look like a bitch?" Whaley: "What?" Sfx: Gunshot. Whaley: "Aaahh!" Jackson: "Does... he... look... like a bitch?!" Whaley: "Nooo!" Jackson: "Then why'd you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?" Whaley: "I didn't!" Jackson: "Yes, you did! Yes, you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marsellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Wallace."
   
Break Samuel L. Jackson: "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration?"
   
English Samuel L. Jackson: "English, motherfucker, do you speak it?!!"
   
Get the shot Eric Stoltz as Lance: "Look, go to the fridge and get the thing with the adrenaline shot." Rosanna Arquette as Jody, Lance's wife: "What's wrong with her?" Stoltz: "She's O.D.-in'!" Arquette: "Well, get her the hell outta here!" Stoltz and John Travolta: "Get the shot!" Arquette: "fuck you!... fuck you, too." Travolta: "Get the shot!" Stoltz: "I am, if you'll let me!" Travolta: "I ain't fuckin' stoppin' you!" Stoltz: "Well, stop talkin' to me and start talkin' to her!" Travolta: "Get the shot!!" Stoltz: "All right!" Travolta: "... Hurry up, man. Hurry up!" Stoltz: "Here. I'll tell you what to do." Travolta: "No, no, no, no, man. I ain't giv... You're gonna give her the shot." Stoltz: "No, you're gonna give her the shot." Travolta: "I ain't givin' her the shot." Stoltz: "I ain't givin' her the shot." Travolta: "I never done this before!" Stoltz: "I ain't never done it before, either, and I ain't startin' now. Look, you brought her here, and that means that you're gonna give her the shot. The day that I bring an O.D.-in' bitch to your house, then I give her the shot. Give her the shot."
   
   
Gimp Stephen Hibbert as the Gimp trying to holler when Bruce Willis gets loose.
   
Kennel Ving Rhames: "Take him to the kennel -- Sic the dogs on his ass."
   
Knock it off Samuel L. Jackson: "I'd knock that shit off if I was you." Alexis Arquette as the fourth man: "Die, you motherfuckers!!!" Sfx: Revolver gunshots followed by empty clicks.
   
Medieval Ving Rhames: "What now? Let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard, pipe-hittin' niggas to go to work on the homes here with a pair of plyers and a blow torch... You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy?! I ain't through with you by a damned sight! I'm gonna get medieval on your ass!"
   
No problem Ving Rhames: "You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there and chill them niggas out, and wait for the Wolf, which should be coming directly."
   
Repugnant Samuel L. Jackson: "Aw, man! I will never forgive your ass for this shit! This is some fucked up, repugnant shit!"
   
Retort Samuel L. Jackson: "Please, continue... What's the matter?... Oh, you were finished?... Oh, well, then allow me to retort."
   
Royale with cheese John Travolta: "You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with cheese in Paris?" Samuel L. Jackson: "They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?" Travolta: "Naw, man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is." Jackson: "Then, what do they call it?" Travolta: "They call it a Royale with cheese." Jackson: "Royale with cheese." Travolta: "That's right."
   
Spider Duane Whitaker as Maynard: "Yeah, spider just caught a couple o' flies."
   
Suck dix Harvey Keitel as Winston Wolf: "Well, let's not start sucking each other's dix quite yet."
   
Tasty burger Samuel L. Jackson: "Mmmm!... This is a tasty burger!"
   
That means you Peter Greene as Zed: "Guess that means you, big boy." Ving Rhames desperately trying to speak through a gag: "Mmmph! Mmm-mmmm-rrph!"
   
Think know Ving Rhames: "No, we don't wanna think. We wanna know."
   
Trippy Rosanna Arquette: "That was fuckin' trippy."