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Day 26 - A movie that didn’t get the best picture Oscar but deserved it
I really love Pulp Fiction, and think it deserved the best picture Oscar, but since it came out in 1994 it went against Forrest Gump, so it really didn’t have a chance because everyone loves Forrest Gump. 

Day 26 - A movie that didn’t get the best picture Oscar but deserved it

I really love Pulp Fiction, and think it deserved the best picture Oscar, but since it came out in 1994 it went against Forrest Gump, so it really didn’t have a chance because everyone loves Forrest Gump. 

jeucebocks:

Vincent: Whoa! Jules: What the fuck’s happening, man? Ah, shit man! Vincent: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face. Jules: Why the fuck did you do that! Vincent: Well, I didn’t mean to do it, it was an accident! Jules: Oh man I’ve seen some crazy ass shit in my time… Vincent: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something. Jules: Hey, the car didn’t hit no motherfucking bump. Vincent: Hey, look man, I didn’t mean to shoot the son of a bitch. The gun went off. I don’t know why. Jules: Well look at this fucking mess, man. We’re on a city street in broad daylight here! Vincent: I don’t believe it. Jules: Well believe it now, motherfucker! We gotta get this car off the road! You know cops tend to notice shit like you’re driving a car drenched in fucking blood.
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jeucebocks:

Vincent: Whoa! 

Jules: What the fuck’s happening, man? Ah, shit man! 

Vincent: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face. 

Jules: Why the fuck did you do that! 

Vincent: Well, I didn’t mean to do it, it was an accident! 

Jules: Oh man I’ve seen some crazy ass shit in my time… 

Vincent: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something. 

Jules: Hey, the car didn’t hit no motherfucking bump. 

Vincent: Hey, look man, I didn’t mean to shoot the son of a bitch. The gun went off. I don’t know why. 

Jules: Well look at this fucking mess, man. We’re on a city street in broad daylight here! 

Vincent: I don’t believe it. 

Jules: Well believe it now, motherfucker! We gotta get this car off the road! You know cops tend to notice shit like you’re driving a car drenched in fucking blood.

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  • Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
  • Brett: What?
  • Jules: *Overturns table* What country you from?
  • Brett: W-W-What?
  • Jules: 'What' ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in 'What'?
  • Brett: ...What?
  • Jules: ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU SPEAK IT?!
  • Brett: YES!
  • Jules: Then you know what I'm sayin'?!
  • Brett: Yes!
  • Jules: DESCRIBE WHAT MARCELLUS WALLACE LOOKS LIKE!
  • Brett: What? I--
  • Jules: SAY 'WHAT' AGAIN! SAY 'WHAT' AGAIN! I DARE YOU; I DOUBLE DARE YOU, MOTHERFUCKER! SAY 'WHAT' ONE MO' GODDAMN TIME!
  • Brett: He's... He's black.
  • Jules: Go on!
  • Brett: He's bald!
  • Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
  • Brett: What?
  • Jules: *Shoots Brett in shoulder* "DOES-HE-LOOK-LIKE-A-BITCH?!"
  • Brett: NOOOOOOOOOO!
  • Jules: Then why you tryin' 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 e'cept Mrs. Wallace.