"If they hadn't done what I told them not to do, they'd still be alive!"
The Quentin Tarantino Quote-A-Thon!
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More of a full dialog than a quote, but it's just a jewel for me:
BUTCH
You okay?
MARSELLUS
Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay!
BUTCH
What now?
MARSELLUS
What now? Well let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. Hear me talkin' hillbilly boy?! I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'm gonna git Medieval on your ass.
BUTCH
I meant what now, between me and you?
MARSELLUS
Oh, that what now? Well, let me tell ya what now between me an' you. There is no me an' you. Not no more.
BUTCH
So we're cool?
MARSELLUS
Yeah man, we're cool. One thing I ask -- two things I ask: don't tell nobody about this. This shit's between me and you and the soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain, Mr. Rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business. Two: leave town. Tonight. Right now. And when you're gone, stay gone. You've lost your Los Angeles privileges. Deal?
BUTCH
Deal.
BUTCH
You okay?
MARSELLUS
Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay!
BUTCH
What now?
MARSELLUS
What now? Well let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. Hear me talkin' hillbilly boy?! I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'm gonna git Medieval on your ass.
BUTCH
I meant what now, between me and you?
MARSELLUS
Oh, that what now? Well, let me tell ya what now between me an' you. There is no me an' you. Not no more.
BUTCH
So we're cool?
MARSELLUS
Yeah man, we're cool. One thing I ask -- two things I ask: don't tell nobody about this. This shit's between me and you and the soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain, Mr. Rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business. Two: leave town. Tonight. Right now. And when you're gone, stay gone. You've lost your Los Angeles privileges. Deal?
BUTCH
Deal.
"I got something for ya. This watch I got here was first purchased by your great-grandfather during the first world war. It was bought in a little general store in Knoxville, Tennessee, made by the first company to ever make wrist watches. Up until then, people just carried pocket watches. It was bought by Private Doughboy Ryan Coolidge the day he set sail for Paris. This was your great-grandfather's war watch, and he wore it every day he was in the war. Then when he had done his duty, he went home to your great-grandmother, took the watch and put it in an old coffee can. And in that can it stayed 'til your granddad Dane Coolidge was called upon by his country to go overseas and fight the Germans once again. This time they called it World War Two. Your great-granddad gave this watch to your granddad for good luck.
Unfortunately, Dane's luck wasn't as good as his old man's. Dane was a Marine and he was killed along with all the other Marines at the battle of Wake Island. Your granddad was facing death, and he knew it. None of those boys had any illusions about ever leaving that island alive. So three days before the Japanese took the island, your granddad asked a gunner on an Air Force transport named Winocki, a man he had never met before in his life, to deliver to his infant son, who he had never seen in the flesh, his gold watch. Three days later, your grandfather was dead. But Winocki kept his word. After the war was over, he paid a visit to your grandmother, delivering to your infant father, his Dad's gold watch. This watch.
This watch was on your Daddy's wrist when he was shot down over Hanoi. He was captured and put in a Vietnamese prison camp. He knew if the gooks ever saw the watch that it'd be confiscated; taken away. The way your Dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slopes were gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something. His ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you."
Unfortunately, Dane's luck wasn't as good as his old man's. Dane was a Marine and he was killed along with all the other Marines at the battle of Wake Island. Your granddad was facing death, and he knew it. None of those boys had any illusions about ever leaving that island alive. So three days before the Japanese took the island, your granddad asked a gunner on an Air Force transport named Winocki, a man he had never met before in his life, to deliver to his infant son, who he had never seen in the flesh, his gold watch. Three days later, your grandfather was dead. But Winocki kept his word. After the war was over, he paid a visit to your grandmother, delivering to your infant father, his Dad's gold watch. This watch.
This watch was on your Daddy's wrist when he was shot down over Hanoi. He was captured and put in a Vietnamese prison camp. He knew if the gooks ever saw the watch that it'd be confiscated; taken away. The way your Dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slopes were gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something. His ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you."
^ I hope Koons cleaned the watch first. 
One of my all-time favorites:
"I didn't create the situation, I'm dealing with it! You're acting like a first-year thief. I'm acting like a professional!!"
"I didn't create the situation, I'm dealing with it! You're acting like a first-year thief. I'm acting like a professional!!"
"What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "What?!"
"I'm the Anti-Christ. You got me in a vendetta kind of mood. You tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you."
"That was the sound of my Walther pointed right at your testicles."
"That makes two of us."
"That makes three of us!"
"That makes two of us."
"That makes three of us!"
Come on, people! 
"I love rumors! Facts can be misleading, where rumors, true or not, are often revealing!"
"I love rumors! Facts can be misleading, where rumors, true or not, are often revealing!"
One bump, two bumps, three bumps - you're out!
We're all Quentined out right now. Maybe one more before we go, however.
"Posting three times in a row is discouraged - especially in bumping a thread nobody has responded to in more than three weeks" --Quentin Tarantino
We're all Quentined out right now. Maybe one more before we go, however.
"Posting three times in a row is discouraged - especially in bumping a thread nobody has responded to in more than three weeks" --Quentin Tarantino
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