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And with that, Pumpkin and Honey Bunny grab their weapons,

stand up and rob the restaurant. Pumpkin's robbery persona

is that of the in-control professional. Honey Bunny's is

that of the psychopathic, hair-triggered, loose cannon.

PUMPKIN:

(yelling to all)

Everybody be cool! This is a robbery!

HONEY BUNNY:

Any of you f***ing pricks move and

I'll execute every motherfucking last

one of you!

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CREDIT SEQUENCE:

"PULP FICTION"

INT. '74 CHEVY (MOVING) – MORNING

An old gas guzzling, dirty, white 1974 Chevy Nova BARRELS

down a homeless-ridden street in Hollywood. In the front

seat are two young fellas – one white, one black – both

wearing cheap black suits with thin black ties under long

green dusters. Their names are VINCENT VEGA (white) and JULES

WINNFIELD (black). Jules is behind the wheel.

JULES:

– Okay now, tell me about the hash

bars?

VINCENT:

What so you want to know?

JULES:

Well, 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. You're

only supposed to smoke in your home

or certain designated places.

JULES:

Those are hash bars?

VINCENT:

Yeah, it breaks down like this: 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, which doesn't

really matter 'cause – get a load of

this – if the cops stop you, it's

illegal for this to search you.

Searching you is a right that the

cops in Amsterdam don't have.

JULES:

That did it, man – I'm f***in' goin',

that's all there is to it.

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. A lotta

the same sh*t we got here, they got

there, but there they're a little

different.

JULES:

Examples?

VINCENT:

Well, in Amsterdam, you can buy beer

in a movie theatre. And I don't mean

in a paper cup either. They give you

a glass of beer, like in a bar. In

Paris, you can buy beer at

MacDonald's. Also, 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, they got the metric system there,

they wouldn't know what the f*** a

Quarter Pounder is.

JULES:

What'd they call it?

VINCENT:

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:

Le Big Mac. What do they call a

Whopper?

VINCENT:

I dunno, I didn't go into a Burger

King. But 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. And I don't mean a

little bit on the side of the plate,

they f***in' drown 'em in it.

JULES:

Uuccch!

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INT. CHEVY (TRUNK) – MORNING

The trunk of the Chevy OPENS UP, Jules and Vincent reach

inside, taking out two .45 Automatics, loading and cocking

them.

JULES:

We should have shotguns for this

kind of deal.

VINCENT:

How many up there?

JULES:

Three or four.

VINCENT:

Counting our guy?

JULES:

I'm not sure.

VINCENT:

So there could be five guys up there?

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