Pulp Fiction Page #14

MIA:

He fell out of a window.

VINCENT:

That's one way to say it. Another

way is, he was thrown out. Another

was is, he was thrown out by

Marsellus. And even another way is,

he was thrown out of a window by

Marsellus because of you.

MIA:

Is that a fact?

VINCENT:

No it's not, it's just what I heard.

MIA:

Who told you this?

VINCENT:

They.

Mia and Vincent smile.

MIA:

They talk a lot, don't they?

VINCENT:

They certainly do.

MIA:

Well don't by shy Vincent, what

exactly did they say?

Vincent is slow to answer.

MIA:

Let me help you Bashful, did it

involve the F-word?

VINCENT:

No. They just said Rocky Horror gave

you a foot massage.

MIA:

And...?

VINCENT:

No and, that's it.

MIA:

You heard Marsellus threw Rocky Horror

out of a four-story window because

he massaged my feet?

VINCENT:

Yeah.

MIA:

And you believed that?

VINCENT:

At the time I was told, it seemed

reasonable.

MIA:

Marsellus throwing Tony out of a

four story window for giving me a

foot massage seemed reasonable?

VINCENT:

No, it seemed excessive. But that

doesn't mean it didn't happen. I

heard Marsellus is very protective

of you.

MIA:

A husband being protective of his

wife is one thing. A husband almost

killing another man for touching his

wife's feet is something else.

VINCENT:

But did it happen?

MIA:

The only thing Antwan ever touched

of mine was my hand, when he shook

it. I met Anwan once – at my wedding

– then never again. The truth is,

nobody knows why Marsellus tossed

Tony Rocky Horror out of that window

except Marsellus and Tony Rocky

Horror. But when you scamps get

together, you're worse than a sewing

circle.

CUT TO:

ED SULLIVAN AND MARILYN MONROE STAND ON STAGE

ED SULLIVAN:

(into microphone)

Ladies and gentlemen, now the moment

you've all been waiting for, the

worldfamous Jackrabbit Slim's twist

contest.

Patrons cheer.

Ed Sullivan is with Marilyn Monroe, who holds a trophy.

ED SULLIVAN:

...One lucky couple will win this

handsome trophy that Marilyn here is

holding.

Marilyn holds the trophy.

ED SULLIVAN:

...Now, who will be our first

contestants?

Mia holds her hand.

MIA:

Right here.

Vincent reacts.

MIA:

I wanna dance.

VINCENT:

No, no, no no, no, no, no, no.

MIA:

(overlapping)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I do

believe Marsellus, my husband, your

boss, told you to take me out and do

whatever I wanted, Now, I want to

dance. I want to win. I want that

trophy.

VINCENT:

(sighs)

All right.

MIA:

So, dance good.

VINCENT:

All right, you asked for it.

Vincent and Mia walk onto the dance floor, toward Ed Sullivan.

ED SULLIVAN:

(into microphone)

Let's hear it for our first

contestants.

Patrons cheer.

Vincent and Mia walk up to the microphone.

ED SULLIVAN:

Now let's meet our first contestants

here this evening. Young lady, what

is your name?

MIA:

(into microphone)

Missus Mia Wallace.

ED SULLIVAN:

(into microphone)

And, uh, how 'bout your fella here?

MIA:

(into microphone)

Vincent Vega.

ED SULLIVAN:

(into microphone)

All right, let's see what you can

do. Take it away!

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