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| bad boy Modérateur Messages postés : 496 Ahh, quelle vie qu'on vit quand on vit pas la vie qu'on veut!!!  |
 bon un peu de serieu c une star ki te parle. tu voi moi ds la vi j'aime le cinema. J'aime aussi les filles  mais la n'est pas le sujet.+ précisémen, j'aime bien les films biens. t'sai quand tu les regardes, t devan le film et dedan en mem tps tu voi. Et moi ,koi , c ce ke j'appelle la magie du cinéma, koi.  sinon ceu ki m'on fai le + trippé t'sai, c'est: forrest gump american history x les matrix les star wars les seigneurs des aneaux (viv les triologies) la ligne verte la cité de la peur asterix et obelix : mission cleopâtre .... en fait y'en a plein des films bien ms le + mieu ca reste qd mem "Goldeneye ne meure jamais un autre jour que demain". C'est trop puissant!!  | ||||||||||
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aprés "Goldeneye ne meure jamais un autre jour que demain", est ce que y'aura "Goldeneye ne meure jamais un autre jour que aprés demain" ? pi pkoi pas une trilogie avec "Goldeneye ne meure jamais un autre jour que 3 jours aprés aujourd'hui" ? sinon les films que j'aime bien classé dans l'ordre aleatoire : matrix (bien evidement) <- les gentils gagnent ai (c trippant  ) <- les gentils gagnentblade runner (j'suis pas sur que c ça le titre du film auquel je pense) <- les gentils gagnent la 25eme heure <- indescrptible austin power <- les gentils gagnent x-men 2 (trop fort la scene d'intro) <- les gentils gagnent la cité de la peur <- le gentil vomit sur le mechantmais bien sur le meillieurs de tous ça reste quand meme "he mec, elle est où ma caisse" !!!!! <- les cons restent consvoila j'ai bien niquer la fin | |||||||||
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| Mad Le_Vice Messages postés : 160 Si tu veux que ton boomrang revienne à tous les coups lance-le en l'air...  |
Mes films préférés sont: * Pulp Fiction pour la violence gratuite & le non-sens de l'histoire  * Requiem for a dream & Chute libre qui mettent en scéne la descente aux enfers des personnages tels que des junkies ou un américain moyen  * Qui serai-je si je ne citai pas La cité de la peur (je pense que je serai une paramétie amorphe se drogant à la colle super U & en écoutant INDOCHINE  )* La cité des enfants perdus pour le côté louche * L'armée des 12 singes pour tout * Et en vrac: Trainspotting, snatch... Et maintenant les films à ne pas voir: * He mec elle est où ma caisse [img]smile/pcrying.gif/img] * La strada  | |||||||||
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| Mad Le_Vice Messages postés : 160 Si tu veux que ton boomrang revienne à tous les coups lance-le en l'air... |
Volià le scénario original de Pulp fiction P U L P F I C T I O N written & directed by Quentin Tarantino stories by Quentin Tarantino & Roger Roberts Avery THREE STORIES... ABOUT ONE STORY... May 1993 last draft ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ PULP (pulp) n. 1. A soft, moist, shapeless mass or matter. 2. A magazine or book containing lurid subject matter and being characteristically printed on rough, unfinished paper. American Heritage Dictionary New College Edition ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TABLE OF CONTENTS 1. PROLOGUE 2. VINCENT VEGA & MARSELLUS WALLACE'S WIFE 3. THE GOLD WATCH 4. JULES, VINCENT, JIMMIE & THE WOLF 5. EPILOGUE ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1. INT. COFFEE SHOP - MORNING 1. A normal Denny's, Spires-like coffee shop in Los Angeles. It's about 9:00 in the morning. While the place isn't jammed, there's a healthy number of people drinking coffee, munching on bacon and eating eggs. Two of these people are a YOUNG MAN and a YOUNG WOMAN. The Young Man has a slight working-class English accent and, like his fellow countryman, smokes cigarettes like they're going out of style. It is impossible to tell where the Young Woman is from or how old she is; everything she does contradicts something she did. The boy and girl sit in a booth. Their dialogue is to be said in a rapid-pace "HIS GIRL FRIDAY" fashion. YOUNG MAN No, forget it, it's too risky. I'm through doin' that shit. YOUNG WOMAN You always say that, the same thing every time: never again, I'm through, too dangerous. YOUNG MAN I know that's what I always say. I'm always right too, but -- YOUNG WOMAN -- but you forget about it in a day or two -- YOUNG MAN -- yeah, well, the days of me forgittin' are over, and the days of me rememberin' have just begun. YOUNG WOMAN When you go on like this, you know what you sound like? YOUNG MAN I sound like a sensible fucking man, is what I sound like. YOUNG WOMAN You sound like a duck. (imitates a duck) Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack... YOUNG MAN Well take heart, 'cause you're never gonna hafta hear it again. Because since I'm never gonna do it again, you're never gonna hafta hear me quack about how I'm never gonna do it again. YOUNG WOMAN After tonight. The boy and girl laugh, their laughter putting a pause in there, back and forth. YOUNG MAN (with a smile) Correct. I got all tonight to quack. A WAITRESS comes by with a pot of coffee. WAITRESS Can I get anybody anymore coffee? YOUNG WOMAN Oh yes, thank you. The Waitress pours the Young Woman's coffee. The Young Man lights up another cigarette. YOUNG MAN I'm doin' fine. The Waitress leaves. The Young Man takes a drag off of his smoke. The Young Woman pours a ton of cream and sugar into her coffee. The Young Man goes right back into it. YOUNG MAN I mean the way it is now, you're takin' the same fuckin' risk as when you rob a bank. You take more of a risk. Banks are easier! Federal banks aren't supposed to stop you anyway, during a robbery. They're insured, why should they care? You don't even need a gun in a federal bank. I heard about this guy, walked into a federal bank with a portable phone, handed the phone to the teller, the guy on the other end of the phone said: "We got this guy's little girl, and if you don't give him all your money, we're gonna kill 'er." YOUNG WOMAN Did it work? YOUNG MAN Fuckin' A it worked, that's what I'm talkin' about! Knucklehead walks in a bank with a telephone, not a pistol, not a shotgun, but a fuckin' phone, cleans the place out, and they don't lift a fuckin' finger. YOUNG WOMAN Did they hurt the little girl? YOUNG MAN I don't know. There probably never was a little girl -- the point of the story isn't the little girl. The point of the story is they robbed the bank with a telephone. YOUNG WOMAN You wanna rob banks? YOUNG MAN I'm not sayin' I wanna rob banks, I'm just illustrating that if we did, it would be easier than what we been doin'. YOUNG WOMAN So you don't want to be a bank robber? YOUNG MAN Naw, all those guys are goin' down the same road, either dead or servin' twenty. YOUNG WOMAN And no more liquor stores? YOUNG MAN What have we been talking about? Yeah, no-more-liquor-stores. Besides, it ain't the giggle it usta be. Too many foreigners own liquor stores. Vietnamese, Koreans, they can't fuckin' speak English. You tell 'em: "Empty out the register," and they don't know what it fuckin' means. They make it too personal. We keep on, one of those gook motherfuckers' gonna make us kill 'em. YOUNG WOMAN I'm not gonna kill anybody. YOUNG MAN I don't wanna kill anybody either. But they'll probably put us in a situation where it's us of them. And if it's not the gooks, it these old Jews who've owned the store for fifteen fuckin' generations. Ya got Grandpa Irving sittin' behind the counter with a fuckin' Magnum. Try walkin' into one of those stores with nothin' but a telephone, see how far it gets you. Fuck it, forget it, we're out of it. YOUNG WOMAN Well, what else is there, day jobs? YOUNG MAN (laughing) Not this life. YOUNG WOMAN Well what then? He calls to the Waitress. YOUNG MAN Garcon! Coffee! Then looks to his girl. YOUNG MAN This place. The Waitress comes by, pouring him some more. WAITRESS (snotty) "Garcon" means boy. She splits. YOUNG WOMAN Here? It's a coffee shop. YOUNG MAN What's wrong with that? People never rob restaurants, why not? Bars, liquor stores, gas stations, you get your head blown off stickin' up one of them. Restaurants, on the other hand, you catch with their pants down. They're not expecting to get robbed, or not as expecting. YOUNG WOMAN (taking to idea) I bet in places like this you could cut down on the hero factor. YOUNG MAN Correct. Just like banks, these places are insured. The managers don't give a fuck, they're just tryin' to get ya out the door before you start pluggin' diners. Waitresses, forget it, they ain't takin' a bullet for the register. Busboys, some wetback gettin' paid a dollar fifty a hour gonna really give a fuck you're stealin' from the owner. Customers are sittin' there with food in their mouths, they don't know what's goin' on. One minute they're havin' a Denver omelette, next minute somebody's stickin' a gun in their face. The Young Woman visibly takes in the idea. The Young Man continues in a low voice. YOUNG MAN See, I got the idea last liquor store we stuck up. 'Member all those customers kept comin' in? YOUNG WOMAN Yeah. YOUNG MAN They you got the idea to take everybody's wallet. YOUNG WOMAN Uh-huh. YOUNG MAN That was a good idea. YOUNG WOMAN Thank you. YOUNG MAN We made more from the wallets then we did the register. YOUNG WOMAN Yes we did. YOUNG MAN A lot of people go to restaurants. YOUNG WOMAN A lot of wallets. YOUNG MAN Pretty smart, huh? The Young Woman scans the restaurant with this new information. She sees all the PATRONS eating, lost in conversations. The tires WAITRESS, taking orders. The BUSBOYS going through the motions, collecting dishes. The MANAGER complaining to the COOK about something. A smiles breaks out on the Young Woman's face. YOUNG WOMAN Pretty smart. (into it) I'm ready, let's go, right here, right now. YOUNG MAN Remember, same as before, you're crowd control, I handle the employees. YOUNG WOMAN Got it. They both take out their .32-caliber pistols and lay them on the table. He looks at her and she back at him. YOUNG WOMAN I love you, Pumpkin. YOUNG MAN I love you, Honey Bunny. 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 fuckin' pricks move and I'll execute every one of you motherfuckers! Got that? CUT TO: CREDIT SEQUENCE: PULP FICTION 2. INT. '74 CHEVY (MOVING) - MORNING 2. 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 fuckin' 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 shit 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 fuck 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 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 fuckin' drown 'em in it. JULES Uuccch! CUT TO: 3. INT. CHEVY (TRUNK) - MORNING 3. 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? JULES It's possible. VINCENT We should have fuckin' shotguns. They CLOSE the trunk. CUT TO: 4. EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING COURTYARD - MORNING 4. Vincent and Jules, their long matching overcoats practically dragging on the ground, walk through the courtyard of what looks like a hacienda-style Hollywood apartment building. We TRACK alongside. VINCENT What's her name? JULES Mia. VINCENT How did Marsellus and her meet? JULES I dunno, however people meet people. She usta be an actress. VINCENT She ever do anything I woulda saw? JULES I think her biggest deal was she starred in a pilot. VINCENT What's a pilot? JULES Well, you know the shows on TV? VINCENT I don't watch TV. JULES Yes, but you're aware that there's an invention called television, and on that invention they show shows? VINCENT Yeah. JULES Well, the way they pick the shows on TV is they make one show, and that show's called a pilot. And they show that one show to the people who pick the shows, and on the strength of that one show, they decide if they want to make more shows. Some get accepted and become TV programs, and some don't, and become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing. They enter the apartment building. 5. INT. RECEPTION AREA (APARTMENT BUILDING) - MORNING 5. Vincent and Jules walk through the reception area and wait for the elevator. JULES You remember Antwan Rockamora? Half-black, half-Samoan, usta call him Tony Rocky Horror. VINCENT Yeah maybe, fat right? JULES I wouldn't go so far as to call the brother fat. He's got a weight problem. What's the nigger gonna do, he's Samoan. VINCENT I think I know who you mean, what about him? JULES Well, Marsellus fucked his ass up good. And word around the campfire, it was on account of Marsellus Wallace's wife. The elevator arrives, the men step inside. 6. INT. ELEVATOR - MORNING 6. VINCENT What'd he do, fuck her? JULES No no no no no no no, nothin' that bad. VINCENT Well what then? JULES He gave her a foot massage. VINCENT A foot massage? Jules nods his head: "Yes." VINCENT That's all? Jules nods his head: "Yes." VINCENT What did Marsellus do? JULES Sent a couple of guys over to his place. They took him out on the patio of his apartment, threw his ass over the balcony. Nigger fell four stories. They had this garden at the bottom, enclosed in glass, like one of them greenhouses -- nigger fell through that. Since then, he's kinda developed a speech impediment. The elevator doors open, Jules and Vincent exit. VINCENT That's a damn shame. 7. INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY - MORNING 7. STEADICAM in front of Jules and Vincent as they make a beeline down the hall. VINCENT Still I hafta say, play with matches, ya get burned. JULES Whaddya mean? VINCENT You don't be givin' Marsellus Wallace's new bride a foot massage. JULES You don't think he overreacted? VINCENT Antwan probably didn't expect Marsellus to react like he did, but he had to expect a reaction. JULES It was a foot massage, a foot massage is nothing, I give my mother a foot massage. VINCENT It's laying hands on Marsellus Wallace's new wife in a familiar way. Is it as bad as eatin' her out -- no, but you're in the same fuckin' ballpark. Jules stops Vincent. 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 Not the same thing, the same ballpark. JULES It ain't no ballpark either. Look maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but touchin' his lady's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her holyiest of holyies, ain't the same ballpark, ain't the same league, 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 foot massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot master. VINCENT Given a lot of 'em? JULES Shit yeah. I got my technique down man, I don't tickle or nothin'. VINCENT Have you ever given a guy a foot massage? Jules looks at him a long moment -- he's been set up. JULES Fuck you. He starts walking down the hall. Vincent, smiling, walks a little bit behind. VINCENT How many? JULES Fuck you. VINCENT Would you give me a foot massage -- I'm kinda tired. JULES Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed -- this is the door. The two men stand in front of the door numbered "49." They whisper. JULES What time is it? VINCENT (checking his watch) Seven-twenty-two in the morning. JULES It ain't quite time, let's hang back. They move a little away from the door, facing each other, still whispering. JULES Look, just because I wouldn't give no man a foot massage, don't make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwan off a building into a glass- motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the way the nigger talks. That ain't right, man. Motherfucker do that to me, he better paralyze my ass, 'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker. VINCENT I'm not sayin' he was right, but you're sayin' a foot massage don't mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it does. I've given a million ladies a million foot massages and they all meant somethin'. We act like they don't, but they do. That's what's so fuckin' cool about 'em. This sensual thing's goin' on that nobody's talkin about, but you know it and she knows it, fuckin' Marsellus knew it, and Antwan shoulda known fuckin' better. That's his fuckin' wife, man. He ain't gonna have a sense of humor about that shit. JULES That's an interesting point, but let's get into character. VINCENT What's her name again? JULES Mia. Why you so interested in big man's wife? VINCENT Well, Marsellus is leavin' for Florida and when he's gone, he wants me to take care of Mia. JULES Take care of her? Making a gun out of his finger and placing it to his head. VINCENT Not that! Take her out. Show her a good time. Don't let her get lonely. JULES You're gonna be takin' Mia Wallace out on a date? VINCENT It ain't a date. It's like when you and your buddy's wife go to a movie or somethin'. It's just... you know...good company. Jules just looks at him. VINCENT It's not a date. Jules just looks at him. VINCENT I'm not gonna be a bad boy. Jules shakes his head and mumbles to himself. JULES Bitch gonna kill more niggers than time. VINCENT What was that? JULES Nothin'. Let's get into character. VINCENT What'd you say? JULES I didn't say shit. Let's go to work. VINCENT Don't play with me, you said somethin', now what was it? JULES (referring to the job) Do you wanna do this? VINCENT I want you to repeat what you said. JULES That door's gonna open in about thirty seconds, so git yourself together -- VINCENT -- my self is together -- JULES -- bullshit it is. Stop thinkin' 'bout that Ho, and get yourself together like a qualified pro. 8. INT. APARTMENT (ROOM 49) - MORNING 8. THREE YOUNG GUYS, obviously in over their heads, sit at a table with hamburgers, french fries and soda pops laid out. One of them flips the LOUD BOLT on the door, opening it to REVEAL Jules and Vincent in the hallway. JULES Hey kids. The two men stroll inside. The three young caught-off-guard Guys are: MARVIN The black young man, who open the door, will, as the scene progresses, back into the corner. ROGER A young blond-haired surfer kid with a "Flock of Seagulls" haircut, who has yet to say a word, sits at the table with a big sloppy hamburger in his hand. BRETT A white, preppy-looking sort with a blow-dry haircut. Vincent and Jules take in the place, with their hands in their pockets. Jules is the one who does the talking. JULES How you boys doin'? No answer. JULES (to Brett) Am I trippin', or did I just ask you a question. BRETT We're doin' okay. As Jules and Brett talk, Vincent moves behind the young Guys. JULES Do you know who we are? Brett shakes his head: "No." JULES We're associates of your business partner Marsellus Wallace, you remember your business partner dont'ya? No answer. JULES (to Brett) Now I'm gonna take a wild guess here: you're Brett, right? BRETT I'm Brett. JULES I thought so. Well, you remember your business partner Marsellus Wallace, dont'ya Brett? BRETT I remember him. JULES Good for you. Looks like me and Vincent caught you at breakfast, sorry 'bout that. What'cha eatin'? BRETT Hamburgers. JULES Hamburgers. The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast. What kinda hamburgers? BRETT Cheeseburgers. JULES No, I mean where did you get'em? MacDonald's, Wendy's, Jack-in-the- Box, where? BRETT Big Kahuna Burger. JULES Big Kahuna Burger. That's that Hawaiian burger joint. I heard they got some tasty burgers. I ain't never had one myself, how are they? BRETT They're good. JULES Mind if I try one of yours? BRETT No. JULES Yours is this one, right? BRETT Yeah. Jules grabs the burger and take a bite of it. JULES Uuummmm, that's a tasty burger. (to Vincent) Vince, you ever try a Big Kahuna Burger? VINCENT No. Jules holds out the Big Kahuna. JULES You wanna bite, they're real good. VINCENT I ain't hungry. JULES Well, if you like hamburgers give 'em a try sometime. Me, I can't usually eat 'em 'cause my girlfriend's a vegetarian. Which more or less makes me a vegetarian, but I sure love the taste of a good burger. (to Brett) You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France? BRETT No. JULES Tell 'em, Vincent. VINCENT Royale with Cheese. JULES Royale with Cheese, you know why they call it that? BRETT Because of the metric system? JULES Check out the big brain on Brett. You'a smart motherfucker, that's right. The metric system. (he points to a fast food drink cup) What's in this? BRETT Sprite. JULES Sprite, good, mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down with? BRETT Sure. Jules grabs the cup and takes a sip. JULES Uuuuummmm, hit's the spot! (to Roger) You, Flock of Seagulls, you know what we're here for? Roger nods his head: "Yes." JULES Then why don't you tell my boy here Vince, where you got the shit hid. MARVIN It's under the be -- JULES -- I don't remember askin' you a goddamn thing. (to Roger) You were sayin'? ROGER It's under the bed. Vincent moves to the bed, reaches underneath it, pulling out a black snap briefcase. VINCENT Got it. Vincent flips the two locks, opening the case. We can't see what's inside, but a small glow emits from the case. Vincent just stares at it, transfixed. JULES We happy? No answer from the transfixed Vincent. JULES Vincent! Vincent looks up at Jules. JULES We happy? Closing the case. VINCENT We're happy. BRETT (to Jules) Look, what's your name? I got his name's Vincent, but what's yours? JULES My name's Pitt, and you ain't talkin' your ass outta this shit. BRETT I just want you to know how sorry we are about how fucked up things got between us and Mr. Wallace. When we entered into this thing, we only had the best intentions -- As Brett talks, Jules takes out his gun and SHOOTS Roger three times in the chest, BLOWING him out of his chair. Vince smiles to himself. Jules has got style. Brett has just shit his pants. He's not crying or whimpering, but he's so full of fear, it's as if his body is imploding. JULES (to Brett) Oh, I'm sorry. Did that break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue. I believe you were saying something about "best intentions." Brett can't say a word. JULES Whatsamatter? Oh, you were through anyway. Well, let me retort. Would you describe for me what Marsellus Wallace looks like? Brett still can't speak. Jules SNAPS, SAVAGELY TIPPING the card table over, removing the only barrier between himself and Brett. Brett now sits in a lone chair before Jules like a political prisoner in front of an interrogator. JULES What country you from! BRETT (petrified) What? JULES "What" ain't no country I know! Do they speak English in "What?" BRETT (near heart attack) What? JULES English-motherfucker-can-you-speak- it? BRETT Yes. JULES Then you understand what I'm sayin'? BRETT Yes. JULES Now describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like! BRETT (out of fear) What? Jules takes his .45 and PRESSES the barrel HARD in Brett's cheek. JULES Say "What" again! C'mon, say "What" again! I dare ya, I double dare ya motherfucker, say "What" one more goddamn time! Brett is regressing on the spot. JULES Now describe to me what Marsellus Wallace looks like! Brett does his best. BRETT Well he's ...he's...black -- JULES -- go on! BRETT ...and he's...he's...tall -- JULES -- does he look like a bitch?! BRETT (without thinking) What? Jules' eyes go to Vincent, Vincent smirks, Jules rolls his eyes and SHOOT Brett in the shoulder. Brett SCREAMS, breaking into a SHAKING/TREMBLING SPASM in the chair. JULES Does-he-look-like-a-bitch?! BRETT (in agony) No. JULES Then why did you try to fuck 'im like a bitch?! BRETT (in spasm) I didn't. Now in a lower voice. JULES Yes ya did Brett. Ya tried ta fuck 'im. You ever read the Bible, Brett? BRETT (in spasm) Yes. JULES There's a passage I got memorized, seems appropriate for this situation: Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." The two men EMPTY their guns at the same time on the sitting Brett. When they are finished, the bullet-ridden carcass just sits there for a moment, then TOPPLES over. All is quiet. The only SOUND is Marvin MUTTERING in the corner. MARVIN ...goddamn...goddamn...that was fucked up...goddamn, that was cold- blooded... VINCENT (pointing to Marvin) Friend of yours? JULES Yeah, Marvin-Vincent-Vincent- Marvin. VINCENT Tell 'em to shut up, he's gettin' on my nerves. JULES Marvin, I'd knock that shit off if I was you. Then suddenly the bathroom door BURSTS OPEN, and a FOURTH MAN (as young as the rest) comes CHARGING out, a silver Magnum in his hand. We DOLLY into a MEDIUM on him. FOURTH MAN Die...die...die...die...die...die! The Fourth Man FIRES SIX BOOMING SHOTS from his hand cannon in the direction of Vincent and Jules. He SCREAMS a maniacal cry of revenge until he's DRY FIRING. Then...his face does a complete change of expression. It goes from a "Vengeance is mine" expression, to a "What the fuck" blank look. FOURTH MAN I don't understand -- The Fourth Man is BLOWN OFF HIS FEET and OUT OF FRAME by bullets that TEAR HIM TO SHREDS. He leaves the FRAME EMPTY. FADE TO BLACK Against black, TITLE CARD: "VINCENT VEGA AND MARSELLUS WALLACE'S WIFE" FADE IN: 9. MEDIUM SHOT - BUTCH COOLIDGE 9. We FADE UP on Butch Coolidge, a white, 26-year-old prizefighter. Butch sits at a table wearing a red and blue high school athletic jacket. Talking to him OFF SCREEN is everybody's boss MARSELLUS WALLACE. The black man sounds like a cross between a gangster and a king. MARSELLUS (OS) I think you're gonna find -- when all this shit is over and done -- I think you're gonna find yourself one smilin' motherfucker. Thing is Butch, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don't last. Now that's a hard motherfuckin' fact of life, but it's a fact of life your ass is gonna hafta git realistic about. This business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers who thought their ass aged like wine. Besides, even if you went all the way, what would you be? Feather- weight champion of the world. Who gives a shit? I doubt you can even get a credit card based on that. A hand lays an envelope full of money on the table in front of Butch. Butch picks it up. MARSELLUS (OS) Now the night of the fight, you may fell a slight sting, that's pride fuckin' wit ya. Fuck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. Fight through that shit. 'Cause a year from now, when you're kickin' it in the Caribbean you're gonna say, "Marsellus Wallace was right." BUTCH I got no problem with that. MARSELLUS (OS) In the fifth, your ass goes down. Butch nods his head: "yes." MARSELLUS (OS) Say it! BUTCH In the fifth, my ass goes down. CUT TO: 10. INT. CAR (MOVING) - DAY 10. Vincent Vega looks really cool behind the wheel of a 1964 cherry-red Chevy Malibu convertible. From the car radio, ROCKABILLY MUSIC PLAYS. The b.g. is a COLORFUL PROCESS SHOT. 11. EXT. SALLY LeROY'S - DAY 11. Sally LeRoy's is a large topless bat by LAX that Marsellus owns. Vincent's classic Malibu WHIPS into the near empty parking lot and parks next to a white Honda Civic. Vince knocks on the door. The front entrance is unlocked, revealing the Dapper Dan fellow on the inside: ENGLISH DAVE. Dave isn't really English, he's a young black man from Baldwin Park, who has run a few clubs for Marsellus, including Sally LeRoy's. ENGLISH DAVE Vincent Vega, our man in Amsterdam, git your ass on in here. Vincent, carrying the black briefcase from the scene between Vincent and Jules, steps inside. English Dave SLAMS the door in our faces. 12. INT. SALLY LeROY'S - DAY 12. The spacious club is empty this time of day. English Dave crosses to the bar, and Vince follows. VINCENT Where's the big man? ENGLISH DAVE He's over there, finishing up some business. VINCENT'S POV: Butch shakes hands with a huge figure with his back to us. The huge figure is the infamous and as of yet still UNSEEN Marsellus. ENGLISH DAVE (OS) Hand back for a second or two, and when you see the white boy leave, go on over. In the meanwhile, can I make you an espresso? VINCENT How 'bout a cup of just plain ol' American? ENGLISH DAVE Comin' up. I hear you're taking Mia out tomorrow? VINCENT At Marsellus' request. ENGLISH DAVE Have you met Mia? VINCENT Not yet. English Dave smiles to himself. VINCENT What's so funny? ENGLISH DAVE Not a goddamn thing. VINCENT Look, I'm not a idiot. She's the big man's fuckin' wife. I'm gonna sit across a table, chew my food with my mouth closed, laugh at her jokes and that's all I'm gonna do. English Dave puts Vince's coffee in front of him. ENGLISH DAVE My name's Paul, and this is between y'all. Butch bellies up to the bar next to Vincent, drinking his cup of "plain ol' American." BUTCH (to English Dave) Can I get a pack'a Red Apples? ENGLISH DAVE Filters? BUTCH Non. While Butch waits for his smokes, Vincent just sips his coffee, staring at him. Butch looks over at him. BUTCH Lookin' at somethin', friend? VINCENT I ain't your friend, palooka. Butch does a slow burn toward Vincent. BUTCH What was that? VINCENT I think ya heard me just fine, punchy. Butch turns his body to Vincent, when... MARSELLUS (OS) Vincent Vega has entered the building, git your ass over here! Vincent walks forward OUT OF FRAME, never giving Butch another glance. We DOLLY INTO CU on Butch, left alone in the FRAME, looking like he's ready to go into the manners-teaching business. BUTCH'S POV: Vincent hugging and kissing the obscured figure that is Marsellus. Butch makes the wise decision that is this asshole's a friend of Marsellus, he better let it go -- for now. ENGLISH DAVE (OS) Pack of Red Apples, dollar-forty. Butch is snapped out of his ass-kicking thoughts. He pays English Dave and walks out of the SHOT. DISSOLVE TO: 13. INT. LANCE'S HOUSE (KITCHEN) - NIGHT 13. CU JODY a woman who appears to have a fondness for earrings. Both of her ears are pierced five times. She also sports rings in her lips, eyebrows and nose. JODY ...I'll lend it to you. It's a great book on body piercing. Jody, Vincent and a young woman names TRUDI sit at the kitchen table of a suburban house in Echo Park. Even though Vince is at the same table, he's not included in the conversation. TRUDI You know how they use that gun when they pierce your ears? They don't use that when they pierce your nipples, do they? JODY Forget that gun. That gun goes against the entire idea behind piercing. All of my piercing, sixteen places on my body, every one of 'em done with a needle. Five in each ear. One through the nipple on my left breast. One through my right nostril. One through my left eyebrow. One through my lip. One in my clit. And I wear a stud in my tongue. Vince has been letting this conversation go through one ear and out the other, until that last remark. VINCENT (interrupting) Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. I'm curious, why would you get a stud in your tongue? Jody looks at him and says as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. JODY It's a sex thing. It helps fellatio. That thought never occurred to Vincent, but he can't deny it makes sense. Jody continues talking to Trudi, leaving Vincent to ponder the truth of her statement. LANCE (OS) Vince, you can come in now! 14. INT. LANCE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 14. Lance, late-20s, is a young man with a wild and woolly appearance that goes hand-in-hand with his wild and woolly personality. Lance has been selling drugs his entire adult life. He's never had a day job, never filed a tax return and has never been arrested. He wears a red flannel shirt over a "Speed Racer" tee-shirt. Three bags of heroin lie on Lance's bed. Lance and Vincent stand at the foot of the bed. LANCE Now this is Panda, from Mexico. Very good stuff. This is Bava, different, but equally good. And this is Choco from the Hartz Mountains of Germany. Now the first two are the same, forty-five an ounce -- those are friend prices -- but this one... (pointing to the Choco) ...this one's a little more expensive. It's fifty-five. But when you shoot it, you'll know where that extra money went. Nothing wrong with the first two. It's real, real, real, good shit. But this one's a fuckin' madman. VINCENT Remember, I just got back from Amsterdam. LANCE Am I a nigger? Are you in Inglewood? No. You're in my house. White people who know the difference between good shit and bad shit, this is the house they come to. My shit, I'll take the Pepsi Challenge with Amsterdam shit any ol' day of the fuckin' week. VINCENT That's a bold statement. LANCE This ain't Amsterdam, Vince. This is a seller's market. 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| A+ Petit scarabée |
| Rikazul Modérateur Messages postés : 257 20 ans, célibataire, héritier du n°3 mondial du sanibroyeur  |
Allez après ce long scénario de Pulp Fiction (en anglais et très long, donc je pari que personne ne l'a lu...) je me lance et donne aussi ma petite liste de films préférés : - [#ff0000]Princesse Mononoke [/#ff0000]: le chef d'oeuvre de Myazaki qui a failli me faire voter pour Noel Mamere aux présidentielles - [#ff0000]Pulp Fiction [/#ff0000]: pour sa violence pas si gratuite et son scènario pas si débile (et surtout pour le dialogue sur les cheesburger en france !) - [#ff0000]La Cité de la Peur[/#ff0000] et evidemment [#ff0000]Saint Graal[/#ff0000] des Monty Pythons (shame on you si vous l'avez pas vu !!) - [#ff0000]La Ligne Rouge[/#ff0000] (bien meilleur que [#0ef000]La Ligne Verte[/#0ef000] même si ça n'a rien à voir) - [#ff0000]Matrix[/#ff0000] (et le 2 en étant gentil) - [#ff0000]Bowling For Columbine[/#ff0000] du genialisime Michael Moore (  BOOM !) : le film qui a changé mon regard sur les medias et sur le monde en general !et enfin le meilleur pour la fin : [#ff0000]Crossroad[/#ff0000] pour le talent d'acteur de Britney Spears | ||||||||||
| Barrez-vous cons de mimes !!! Un gros kiki implique un gros slip. |
| Mad Le_Vice Messages postés : 160 Si tu veux que ton boomrang revienne à tous les coups lance-le en l'air... |
Je n'ai jamais dit que Pulp fiction était débile, je crois même que c'est l'un des meilleur film que j'ai vu... Le scénario est tel qu'il n'a pas vraiment de sens et c'est ça qui fait que Pulp Fiction est un chef-d'oeuvre. Il suffit de prendre la première scène après le générique où Vincent vega & son acollyte atente pour massacrer les gars de l'appartement: ils arrive devant la porte & là ils attendent car ils sont en avances. Je crois que ce film est une critique, une belle critique des autres films. Quant à sa violence, elle est purement gratuite: la scéne du "Le coup est parti tout seul..." fait rire malgré que le mec s'est fait explosé la cervelle. La violence gratuite fait partie intégrante des films de Tarentino, souvenez-vous de la scène de torture dans "Réservoir Dog". Pour les amateurs, Tarentino va sortir un nouveau film le 15 octobre 2003: "Kill Bill" www.kill-bill.com/ | |||||||||
| A+ Petit scarabée |
| magaloude Messages postés : 19 euh...jpeux te tutoyer?  |
Voilà mes films préférés, koi ke je ma demande bien si ca interesse qqun finalement...  La liste de Shindler: ca fait longtemps que je l'ai pa vu mais j'avais adoré le réalisme de certaines scènes. Psychose, d'Hitchok : magnifique. Le sixième sens : original Amélie Poulain La ligne verte : le seul film ki ma fait pleurer... ...Et la cité de la peur bien sûr! Incontournable.yen a plein d'autres bien sur mais bon je vai pa faire com ceratins et monopoliser tte la bande déroulante de cette page! lol bye tt le monde! | |||||||||
| J'abuse de la bouteille...pffff....si peu. |
| Grrgl Modérateur Messages postés : 1625 Militant pour le retour de Ranma 1/2 à la télévision.  |
Voila c les films préférés d'un pote ki a pas le courage de s'inscrire Blaise: commet se faire caca dessus en 10 leçons Projet X filles perdues, cheveux gras pinot, simple flic la soupe aux choux, le seul quui ma fait pleurer blanche neige le DVD des 2B3 tanguy (je sais pas pourquoi) les miens je les mets pas paske ya pas grand chose d'original... | |||||||||||
| Quand j'étais petit, j'étais un abruti Maintenant que je suis grand je suis toujours aussi gland |
| dams Modérateur Messages postés : 131 Une grande classe implique de grandes responsabilités  |
Je viens de mater Gladiator !!! C'est magnifique , c'est vraiment le plus beau film que j'ai jamais vu !!  Wouh !! Dam's | |||||||||
| J'ai l'assurance , l'allure , le style et le panache ; j'ai le grand chelem de la classe quoi ... |
| Mac Alexouille Modérateur Messages postés : 1356 rien ne sert de courir, on va plus vite en voiture  |
rien de tel que la cité de la peur, la tour montparnasse infernale, et astrisme mission cleoptra!!! | ||||||||||||
| vous avez vu c'que j'dégage physiquement ?? luxe, calme, swing et reggae night !! si c'est pas la classe ca, dites moi c'que c'est |
| biglouch Administrateur Messages postés : 730 J'suis tout dur de partout  |
Voici 3 de mes films préférés: la trilogie "Austin Powers". -> Austin Powers -> Austin Powers, the spy who shagged me (Austin Powers, l'espion qui m'a tirée) -> Austin Powers in Goldmember (Austin Powers dans Goldmember) Mais bon, j'ai aussi le film "Minority Report" qui me tient à coeur dont le thème est finalement:que feriez-vous si vous connaissiez votre avenir ?? Nan, je deconne, c'est pas trop ça en fait...Mais c'est un putain de bon film quand même !!! Voilà, je crois que c'est tout pour l'instant, j'ai pas d'autre film en tête... Ah, il y a aussi "Mortal Kombat" qui est superbe pour son générique (avec la chanson et le dragon de feu..) | ||||||||||
| J'suis là pour faire découvrir l'Amour avec un grand A, pas comme avec un grand F comme Fric. |
| Mac Alexouille Modérateur Messages postés : 1356 rien ne sert de courir, on va plus vite en voiture |
[#464600]J'tiens a ajouter quelques film, sans ajouter de comentaire : Leon La liste de Schindler (merci Mag... comment ai-je pu oublier???) Rencontre avec Joe Black Les Bronzés (les 2) et Le Pere Noel est une ordure La cité de la peur 4 garcons plein d'avenir Asterix mission cleopatre (un chef d'oeuvre, bien fidele a Asterix et a Chabat!!) La Tour Montparnasse Infernale Le Diner de Cons!! Un air de famille (ah la la... incomparable je crois... sacré Bacri!) Didier (hrôh Didier... On sent pas le cul!!) Les Visiteurs et Les Visiteurs en Amérique C'est arrivé pres de chez vous Bernie Le Createur Wayne's World 1 et 2 Hot Shots 1 et 2 Austin Powers (j'ai pas revu les 2 et 3 depuis perpete, alors je les cite pas, j'me rapelle plus assez...) South Park (le film bien entendu) Shreck Ca fait deja pas mal tout ca... Ca promet plein de soirées si j'veux me regarder tout comme ca a la suite... D'ailleurs, si vous avez certains de ces films en Divx, dites le moi ici ou en mail, histoire que j'vous les chourave pour les graver! Merci!! [/#464600] | ||||||||||||
| vous avez vu c'que j'dégage physiquement ?? luxe, calme, swing et reggae night !! si c'est pas la classe ca, dites moi c'que c'est |
| biglouch Administrateur Messages postés : 730 J'suis tout dur de partout |
Désolé mais nan, je ne crois pas avoir de ces films en DivX !!! | ||||||||||
| J'suis là pour faire découvrir l'Amour avec un grand A, pas comme avec un grand F comme Fric. |
| Mac Alexouille Modérateur Messages postés : 1356 rien ne sert de courir, on va plus vite en voiture |
Meme pas un de tous ceux la? T'es une tache ou quoi??? Ah nan, en fait ca n'a rien a voire j'crois, le fait d'etre une tache et le fait de ne pas avoir ces divx... | ||||||||||||
| vous avez vu c'que j'dégage physiquement ?? luxe, calme, swing et reggae night !! si c'est pas la classe ca, dites moi c'que c'est |
| Adeline Modérateur Messages postés : 423  |
Alors moi je peux te proposer en Divx : Astérix mission cléopatre , Les Bronzés font du ski , La Cité de la peur , Le Père Noel est une ordure , Austin Powers 2 et Shrek , et par contre j'ai le Diner de Cons , ms en cassette! dc voilà si ça t'intéresse! ms bon fo pas parler trop fort ici je pourrais me retrouver en prison paskon échange desdivx!lol |
| Mac Alexouille Modérateur Messages postés : 1356 rien ne sert de courir, on va plus vite en voiture |
On echange pas, on se prete!!! Ceci dit, y'a que Austin Powers 2 que j'ai pas en divx... Donc le reste, pas la peine de me les preter... Merci!! | ||||||||||||
| vous avez vu c'que j'dégage physiquement ?? luxe, calme, swing et reggae night !! si c'est pas la classe ca, dites moi c'que c'est |
| biglouch Administrateur Messages postés : 730 J'suis tout dur de partout |
J'adore aussi "L'arrière train sifflera 3 fois" !!! Un chef d'oeuvre du genre !!! Rocco et Laure sont plus époustouflants que jamais dans leur rôles !!! A voir et à revoir !!! | ||||||||||
| J'suis là pour faire découvrir l'Amour avec un grand A, pas comme avec un grand F comme Fric. |
| Mac Alexouille Modérateur Messages postés : 1356 rien ne sert de courir, on va plus vite en voiture |
Ah ben ca par exemple j'connais pas... J'propose un truc : on va partager nos gouts cinématographiques et se preter chacun nos films préférés (dans la mesure du possible bien entendu!!) | ||||||||||||
| vous avez vu c'que j'dégage physiquement ?? luxe, calme, swing et reggae night !! si c'est pas la classe ca, dites moi c'que c'est |
| Grrgl Modérateur Messages postés : 1625 Militant pour le retour de Ranma 1/2 à la télévision. |
Ben comme film géniallissime ki vas dans pas tres longtemps (heu demain je crois mais chui pas sur info a vérifier!!) repasser a la télé ya ce chef d'oeuvre de notre ami malheureusement décédé cet été j'ai nommé MONSIEUR Jean Yanne et kipour moi vo largement astérix mission cléopatre par rapport a l'époque ou ce film est sorti je veux bien sur parler de : 2 HEURES MOINS LE QUART AVANT JESUS-CHRIST !! Pour ceux ke ca intéresse ou pas je l'ai en divx (kalité tres moyenne...) | |||||||||||
| Quand j'étais petit, j'étais un abruti Maintenant que je suis grand je suis toujours aussi gland |
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