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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