Hi, Vincent. I'm getting dressed. The door's open. Come inside and make yourself a drink.

Hello?

Vincent.

Vincent. I'm on the intercom.

It's on the wall by the two African fellas.

To your right.

... warm. Warmer. Disco.

Hello.

Push the button if you want to talk.

Hello.

Go make yourself a drink., and I'll be down in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

The bar's by the fireplace.

Okay.

Let's go.

What the fuck is this place?

This is Jackrabbit Slim's. An Elvis man should love it.

Come on, Mia, let's go get a steak.

You can get a steak here, daddy-o. Don't be a...

After you, kitty-cat.

Hi I'm Buddy, what can I get'cha?

I'll have the Douglas Sirk steak.

How d'ya want it, burnt to a crisp, or bloody as hell?

Bloody as hell. And to drink, a vanilla coke.

How 'bout you, Peggy Sue?

I'll have the Durwood Kirby burger – bloody – and a five-dollar shake.

How d'ya want that shake, Martin and Lewis, or Amos and Andy?

Martin and Lewis.

Did you just order a five-dollar shake?

Sure did.

A shake? Milk and ice cream?

Uh-huh.

It costs five dollars?

Yep.

You don't put bourbon in it or anything?

Nope.

Just checking.

Whaddya think?

It's like a wax museum with a pulse rate.

What are you doing?

Rollin' a smoke.

Here?

It's just tobacco.

Oh. Well in that case, will you roll me one, cowboy?

You can have his one, cowgirl.

Thanks.

Think nothing of it.

Marsellus said you just got back from Amsterdam.

Sure did. I heard you did a pilot.

That was my fifteen minutes.

What was it?

It was show about a team of female secret agents called "Fox Force Five."

What?

"Fox Force Five."Fox, as in we're a bunch of foxy chicks. Force, as in we're a force to be reckoned with. Five, as in there's one... two ... three... four... five of us. There was a blonde one, Sommerset O'Neal from that show "Baton Rouge," she was the leader. A Japanese one, a black one, a French one and a brunette one, me. We all had special skills. Sommerset had a photographic memory, the Japanese fox was a kung fu master, the black girl was a demolition expert, the French fox' specialty was sex...

What was your specialty?

Knives. The character I played, Raven McCoy, her background was she was raised by circus performers. So she grew up doing a knife act. According to the show, she was the deadliest woman in the world with a knife. But because she grew up in a circus, she was also something of an acrobat. She could do illusions, she was a trapeze artist – when you're keeping the world safe from evil, you never know when being a trapeze artist's gonna come in handy. And she knew a zillion old jokes her grandfather, an old vaudevillian, taught her. If we woulda got picked up, they woulda worked in a gimmick where every episode I woulda told and ol joke.

Do you remember any of the jokes?

Well I only got the chance to say one, 'cause we only did one show.

Tell me.

No. It's really corny.

C'mon, don't be that way.

No. You won't like it and I'll be embarrassed.

You told it in front of fifty million people and you can't tell it to me? I promise I won't laugh.

That's what I'm afraid of.

That's not what I meant and you know it.

You're quite the silver tongue devil, aren't you?

I meant I wouldn't laugh at you.

That's not what you said Vince. Well now I'm definitely not gonna tell ya, 'cause it's been built up too much.

What a gyp.

Yummy!

Can I have a sip of that? I'd like to know what a five-dollar shake tastes like.

Be my guest.

You can use my straw, I don't have kooties.

Yeah, but maybe I do.

Kooties I can handle.

Goddamn! That's a pretty fuckin' good milk shake.

Told ya.

I don't know if it's worth five dollars, but it's pretty fuckin' good.

Don't you hate that?

What?

Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?

I don't know.

That's when you know you found somebody special. When you can just shit the fuck up for a minute, and comfortably share silence.

I don't think we're there yet. But don't feel bad, we just met each other.

Well I'll tell you what, I'll go to the bathroom and powder my nose, while you sit here and think of something to say.

I'll do that.

I said goddamn!

Don't you love it when you go to the bathroom and you come back to find your food waiting for you?

We're lucky we got it at all. Buddy Holly doesn't seem to be much of a waiter. We shoulda sat in Marilyn Monroe's section.

Which one, there's two Marilyn Monroes.

No there's not.

That's Marilyn Monroe...

... and that's Mamie Van Doren. I don't see Jayne Mansfield, so it must be her night off.

Pretty smart.

I have moments.

Did ya think of something to say?

Actually, there's something I've wanted to ask you about, but you seem like a nice person, and I didn't want to offend you.

Oooohhhh, this doesn't sound like mindless, boring, getting-to-know-you chit-chat. This sounds like you actually have something to say.

Only if you promise not to get offended.

You can't promise something like that. I have no idea what you're gonna ask. You could ask me what you're gonna ask me, and my natural response could be to be offended. Then, through no fault of my own, I woulda broken my promise.

Then let's just forget it.

That is an impossibility. Trying to forget anything as intriguing as this would be an exercise in futility.

Is that a fact?

Besides, it's more exciting when you don't have permission.

What do you think about what happened to Antwan?

Who's Antwan?

Tony Rocky Horror.

He fell out of a window.

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.

Is that a fact?

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

Who told you this?

They.

They talk a lot, don't they?

They certainly do.

Well don't by shy Vincent, what exactly did they say?

Let me help you Bashful, did it involve the F-word?

No. They just said Rocky Horror gave you a foot massage.

And...?

No and, that's it.

You heard Marsellus threw Rocky Horror out of a four-story window because he massaged my feet?

Yeah.

And you believed that?

At the time I was told, it seemed reasonable.

Marsellus throwing Tony out of a four-story window for giving me a foot massage seemed reasonable?

No, it seemed excessive. But that doesn't mean it didn't happen. I heard Marsellus is very protective of you.

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.

But did it happen?

The only thing Antwan ever touched of mine was my hand, when he shook it. I met Antwan 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.

Ladies and gentlemen, now the moment you've all been waiting for, the world-famous Jackrabbit Slim's twist contest.

... One lucky couple will win this handsome trophy that Marilyn here is holding.

... Now, who will be our first contestants?

Right here.

I wanna dance.

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

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.

All right.

So, dance good.

All right, you asked for it.

Let's hear it for our first contestants.

Now let's meet our first contestants here this evening. Young lady, what is your name?

Missus Mia Wallace.

And, uh, how 'bout your fella here?

Vincent Vega.

All right, let's see what you can do. Take it away!

Was than an uncomfortable silence?

I don't know what that was.

Music and drinks!

I'm gonna take a piss.

That was a little bit more information than I needed to know, but for right ahead.

Disco! Vince, you little cola nut, you've been holding out on me.

One drink and leave. Don't be rude, but drink your drink quickly, say goodbye, walk out the door, get in your car, and go down the road.

... It's a moral test of yourself, whether or not you can maintain loyalty. Because when people are loyal to each other, that's very meaningful.

So you're gonna go out there, drink your drink, say "Goodnight, I've had a very lovely evening," go home, and jack off. And that's all you're gonna do.

Jesus Christ!

Mia! MIA! What the hell happened?

I'll be a son-of-a-bitch.

Mia! MIA! What did you take? Answer me honey, what did you take?

Okay honey, we're getting you on your feet.

We're on our feet now, and now we're gonna talk out to the car. Here we go, watch us walk.

Hold hands, you love birds.

Lance! The phone's ringing!

I can hear it!

I thought you told those fuckin' assholes never to call this late!

I told 'em and that's what I'm gonna tell this fuckin' asshole right now!

Hello, do you know how late it is? You're not supposed to be callin' me this fuckin' late.

Lance, this is Vincent, I'm in big fuckin' trouble man, I'm on my way to your place.

Whoa, hold you horses man, what's the problem?

You still got an adrenalin shot?

Maybe.

I need it man, I got a chick she's fuckin' ODing on me.

Don't bring her here! I'm not even fuckin' joking with you, don't you be bringing some fucked up pooh-butt to my house!

No choice.

She's ODin'?

Yeah. She's dyin'.

Then bite the fuckin' bullet, take 'er to a hospital and call a lawyer!

Negative.

She ain't my fuckin' problem, you fucked her up, you deal with it – are you talkin' to me on a cellular phone?

Sorry.

I don't know you, who is this, don't come here, I'm hangin' up.

Too late, I'm already here.

What the hell was that?

Have you lost your mind?! You crashed your car in my fuckin' house! You talk about drug shit on a cellular fuckin' phone –

If you're through havin' your little hissy fit, this chick is dyin', get your needle and git it now!

Are you deaf? You're not bringin' that fucked up bitch in my house!

This fucked up bitch is Marsellus Wallace's wife. Now if she fuckin' croaks on me, I'm a grease spot. But before he turns me into a bar soap, I'm gonna be forced to tell 'im about how you coulda saved her life, but instead you let her die on your front lawn.

It's only one-thirty in the goddamn mornin'! What the fuck's goin' on out here?

Who's she?

Get that black box in the bedroom I have with the adrenaline shot.

What's wrong with her?

She's ODing on us.

Well get her the hell outta here!

Get the fuckin' shot!

Don't yell and me!

You two are a match made in heaven.

Look, just keep talkin' to her, okay? While she's gettin' the shot, I gotta get a medical book.

What do you need a medical book for?

To tell me how to do it. I've never given an adrenaline shot before.

You've had that thing for six years and you never used it?

I never had to use it. I don't go joy-poppin' with bubble-gummers, all of myfriends can handle their highs!

Well then get it.

I am, if you'll let me.

I'm not fuckin' stoppin' you.

Stop talkin' to me, and start talkin' to her.

Hurry up man! We're losin' her!

I'm looking as fast as I can!

What's he lookin' for?

I dunno, some medical book.

What are you lookin' for?

My black medical book!

Whata re you looking for?

My black fuckin' medical book. It's like a text book they give to nurses.

I never saw a medical book.

Trust me, I have one.

Well if it's that important, why didn't you keep it with the shot?

I don't know! Stop bothering me!

While you're lookin' for it, that girl's gonna die on our carpet. You're never gonna find it in all this shit. For six months now, I've been telling you to clean this room –

– get your ass in here, fuck the book!

Quit fuckin' around man and give her the shot!

While I'm doing this, take her shirt off and find her heart.

Does it have to be exact?

Yeah, it has to be exact! I'm giving her an injection in the heart, so I gotta exactly hit her in the heart.

Well, I don't know exactly where her heart is, I think it's here.

That's it.

I need a big fat magic marker, got one?

What?

I need a big fat magic marker, any felt pen'll do, but a magic marker would be great.

Hold on.

It's ready, I'll tell you what to do.

You're gonna give her the shot.

No, you're gonna give her the shot.

I've never does this before.

I've never done this before either, and I ain't starting now. You brought 'er here, that means you give her the shot. The day I bring an ODing bitch to your place, then I gotta give her the shot.

Got it.

Okay, what do I do?

Well, you're giving her an injection of adrenaline straight to her heart. But she's got a breast plate in front of her heart, so you gotta pierce through that. So what you gotta do is bring the needle down in a stabbing motion.

I gotta stab her?

If you want the needle to pierce through to her heart, you gotta stab her hard. Then once you do, push down on the plunger.

What happens after that?

I'm curious about that myself.

This ain't a fuckin' joke man!

She's supposed to come out of it like –

– that.

Count to three.

One...

... two...

... three!

If you're okay, say something.

Something.

Anybody want a beer?

Mia!

What are your thoughts on how to handle this?

What's yours?

Well I'm of the opinion that Marsellus can live his whole live and never ever hear of this incident.

Don't worry about it. If Marsellus ever heard of this, I'd be in as much trouble as you.

I seriously doubt that.

If you can keep a secret, so can I.

Let's shake on it.

Mum's the word.

If you'll excuse me, I gotta go home and have a heart attack.

You still wanna hear my "Fox Force Five" joke?

Sure, but I think I'm still a little too petrified to laugh.

Uh-huh. You won't laugh because it's not funny. But if you still wanna hear it, I'll tell it.

I can't wait.

Three tomatoes are walking down the street, a poppa tomato, a momma tomato, and a little baby tomato. The baby tomato is lagging behind the poppa and momma tomato. The poppa tomato gets mad, goes over to the momma tomato and stamps on him –

– and says: catch up.

See ya 'round, Vince.