"Tarantino, Quentin - Pulp Fiction script" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tarantino Quentin)

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.