INT. COFFEE SHOP - MORNING 91.
Jules and Vincent sit at a booth. In front of Vincent is a
big stack of pancakes and sausages, which he eats with gusto.
Jules, on the other hand, just has a cup of coffee and a
muffin. He seems far away in thought. The Waitress pours a
refill for both men,
VINCENT
Thanks a bunch.
(to Jules, who's
nursing his coffee)
Want a sausage?
JULES
Naw, I don't eat pork.
VINCENT
Are you Jewish?
JULES
I ain't Jewish man, I just don't
dig on swine.
VINCENT
Why not?
JULES
They're filthy animals. I don't
eat filthy animals.
VINCENT
Sausages taste good. Pork chops
taste good.
JULES
A sewer rat may taste like pumpkin
pie. I'll never know 'cause even
if it did, I wouldn't eat the
filthy motherfucker. Pigs sleep
and root in shit. That's a filthy
animal. I don't wanna eat nothin'
that ain't got enough sense to
disregard its own feces.
VINCENT
How about dogs? Dogs eat their own
feces.
JULES
I don't eat dog either.
VINCENT
Yes, but do you consider a dog to
be a filthy animal?
JULES
I wouldn't go so far as to call a
dog filthy, but they're definitely
dirty. But a dog's got
personality. And personality goes
a long way.
VINCENT
So by that rationale, if a pig had
a better personality, he's cease to
be a filthy animal?
JULES
We'd have to be talkin' 'bout one
motherfuckin' charmin' pig. It'd
have to be the Cary Grant of pigs.
The two men laugh.
13 janeiro 2009
Cenas de Cinema #20: Pulp Fiction - Pigs
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