Pulp Fiction is a 1994 American neo-noir black comedy crime film that was directed by Quentin Tarantino, and in this article we are proud to share with you some of the best and most memorable Pulp Fiction quotes.
The movie stars A-liste actors such as Samuel L. Jackson, John Travolta, Bruce Willis, Uma Turman, Tim Roth, Ving Rhames and others, and tells the stories of the different characters in the crime world of Los Angeles.
Pulp Fiction is considered by many to be one of Tarantino’s best films, and to this day it is still remembered and quoted all over the world. In 1994, the film has won the Palme d’Or at Cannes Film Festival, and was also a huge commercial and a critical success.
The movie, which was filmed and produced on a budget of approximately $8.5 million, has earned more than $213 million in the box office alone and became a cult film with a cult following. So now it’s time to enjoy some Pulp Fiction quotes, don’t you think?
Here is a sneak peek at the quotes in this article:
Table of Contents
- Pulp Fiction Jules Winnfield Quotes (Samuel L. Jackson)
- Pulp Fiction Vincent Vega Quotes (John Travolta)
- Pulp Fiction Butch Coolidge Quotes (Bruce Willis)
- Pulp Fiction Marsellus Wallace Quotes (Ving Rhames)
- Pulp Fiction Mia Wallace Quotes (Uma Thurman)
- Pulp Fiction The Wolf Quotes (Harvey Keitel)
- Pulp Fiction Miscellaneous Quotes
- Interesting Facts about Pulp Fiction
Pulp Fiction Jules Winnfield Quotes (Samuel L. Jackson)
Jules Winnfield: Say what again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say what one more goddamn time!
Jules Winnfield: Hamburgers! The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.
Jules Winnfield: If my answers frighten you, then you should cease asking scary questions.
Jules Winnfield: You don’t come into your friend’s house and start tellin’ him what’s what.
Jules Winnfield: When you yell at me, it makes me nervous. When I get nervous, I get scared. And when motherfuckers get scared, that’s when motherfuckers accidentally get shot.
Jules Winnfield: “What” ain’t no country I’ve ever heard of. They speak English in What?
Jules Winnfield: Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while I’m in a transitional period, so I don’t wanna kill you, I wanna help you.
Jules Winnfield: Mmm, this is a tasty burger!
Jules Winnfield: Check out the big brain on Brett.
Jules Winnfield: I’m sorry, did I break your concentration? I didn’t mean to do that. Please, continue, you were saying something about best intentions. What’s the matter? Oh, you were finished! Well, allow me to retort.
Jules Winnfield: From here on in, you can consider my ass retired.
Jules Winnfield: Does he look like a bitch?
Jules Winnfield: I’m trying Ringo. I’m trying real hard to be the shepherd.
Jules Winnfield: The motherfucker that said that shit, never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass.
Jules Winnfield: I’d knock that shit off if I was you.
Jules Winnfield: The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, 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 thee!
Jules Winnfield: I hate to shatter your ego, but this is not the first time I’ve had a gun pointed at me.
Vincent Vega: And you know what they call a… a… a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules Winnfield: They don’t call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent Veg: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn’t know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules Winnfield: Then what do they call it?
Vincent Vega: They call it a Royale with cheese.
Jules Winnfield: A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent Vega: Well, a Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.
Jules Winnfield: Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent Vega: I dunno, I didn’t go into Burger King.
Brett: H-H-He’s black…
Jules Winnfield: Go on!
Brett: He’s bald…!
Jules Winnfield: Does he look like a bitch?
Jules Winnfield: DOES HE… LOOK… LIKE A BITCH?
Jules Winnfield: Then why you tryin’ to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn’t…!
Jules Winnfield: Yes, you did. Yes, you did, Brett! You tried to fuck him.
Brett: No, no…
Jules Winnfield: But Marcellus Wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Wallace.
Jules Winnfield: We happy? Vincent! We happy?
Vincent Vega: Yeah, we happy.
Brett: I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name. I got yours, Vincent, right? But I didn’t get yours…
Jules Winnfield: My name’s Pitt. And your ass ain’t talkin’ your way out of this shit.
Jules Winnfield: English, motherfucker, do you speak it?
Jules Winnfield: I’m not giving you that money. I’m buying something from you. Wanna know what I’m buyin’ Ringo?
Jules Winnfield: Your life. I’m givin’ you that money so I don’t have to kill your ass.
Pumpkin: What’s in the case?
Jules Winnfield: My boss’s dirty laundry.
Pumpkin: Your boss makes you do his laundry?
Jules Winnfield: When he wants it clean.
Pumpkin: Sounds like a shit job.
Jules Winnfield: Funny, I was thinkin’ the same thing.
Jules Winnfield: Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up repugnant shit.
Jules Winnfield: Hey man, as far as I know, the motherfucker’s tip-top.
Jules Winnfield: Oh! Oh! You ready to blow?
Vincent Vega: Yeah, I’m ready to blow.
Jules Winnfield: Well, I’m a mushroom-cloud-layin’ motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I’m Superfly T.N.T., I’m the Guns of the Navarone! IN FACT, WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOIN’ IN THE BACK? YOU’RE THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO SHOULD BE ON BRAIN DETAIL! We’re fuckin’ switchin’! I’m washin’ the windows, and you’re pickin’ up this nigger’s skull!
Jules Winnfield: I want you to go in that bag, and find my wallet.
Pumpkin: Which one is it?
Jules Winnfield: It’s the one that says Bad Motherfucker.
Vincent Vega: Whoa!
Jules Winnfield: What the fuck’s happening, man? Ah, shit man!
Vincent Vega: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face.
Jules Winnfield: Why the fuck did you do that!
Vincent Vega: Well, I didn’t mean to do it, it was an accident!
Jules Winnfield: Oh man I’ve seen some crazy ass shit in my time…
Vincent Vega: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something.
Jules Winnfield: Hey, the car didn’t hit no motherfucking bump!
Vincent Vega: Hey, look man, I didn’t mean to shoot the son of a bitch. The gun went off. I don’t know why.
Jules Winnfield: Well look at this fucking mess, man. We’re on a city street in broad daylight here!
Vincent Vega: I don’t believe it.
Jules Winnfield: Well believe it now, motherfucker! We gotta get this car off the road! You know cops tend to notice shit like you’re driving a car drenched in fucking blood.
Jules Winnfield: Fuck, nigga, what the fuck did you do to his towel?
Vincent Vega: I was dryin’ my hands.
Jules Winnfield: You’re supposed to wash ’em first!
Vincent Vega: You watched me wash ’em.
Jules Winnfield: I watched you get ’em wet.
Vincent Vega: I was washing ’em. But this shit’s hard to get off. Maybe if I had Lava or something, I coulda done a better job.
Jules Winnfield: I used the same fuckin’ soap you did and when I got finished, the towel didn’t look like no goddamn Maxi-Pad!
Jules Winnfield: Bitch, be cool!
Jules Winnfield: Whoa, 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 Vega: It’s not. It’s the same ballpark.
Jules Winnfield: Ain’t no fuckin’ ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin’ his wife’s feet, and stickin’ your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain’t the same fuckin’ ballpark, it ain’t the same league, it ain’t even the same fuckin’ sport. Look, foot massages don’t mean shit.
Jules Winnfield: I don’t wanna hear about no motherfuckin’ ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is: ‘you ain’t got no problem, Jules. I’m on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the cavalry which should be coming directly’.
Jules Winnfield: Shit Negro! That’s all you had to say!
Jules Winnfield: Now Yolanda, we’re not gonna do anything stupid, are we?
Yolanda: You don’t hurt him.
Jules Winnfield: Nobody’s gonna hurt anybody. We’re gonna be like three little Fonzies here. And what’s Fonzie like? Come on Yolanda what’s Fonzie like?
Jules Winnfield: What?
Yolanda: He’s cool.
Jules Winnfield: Correctamundo. And that’s what we’re gonna be. We’re gonna be cool. Now Ringo, I’m gonna count to three, and when I count three, you let go of your gun, and sit your ass down. But when you do it, you do it cool. Ready? One…two…three.
Jules Winnfield: This was Divine Intervention! You know what “divine intervention” is?
Vincent Vega: Yeah, I think so. That means God came down from Heaven and stopped the bullets.
Jules Winnfield: Yeah, man, that’s what it means. That’s exactly what it means! God came down from Heaven and stopped the bullets.
Vincent Vega: I think we should be going now.
Jules Winnfield: Don’t do that! Don’t you fucking do that! Don’t blow this shit off! What just happened was a fucking miracle!
Jules Winnfield: Look, just because I don’t be givin’ no man a foot massage don’t make it right for Marsellus to throw Antwone into a glass motherfuckin’ house, fuckin’ up the way the nigger talks. Motherfucker do that shit to me, he better paralyze my ass, ’cause I’ll kill the motherfucker, know what I’m sayin’?
Jules Winnfield: Tell that bitch to be cool! Say ‘bitch be cool’!
Jules Winnfield: Look, do you wanna play blindman? Go walk with the shepherd. But me, my eyes are wide fucking open.
Jules Winnfield: You remember Antoine Roccamora, half black, half Samoan, used to call him Tony Rocky Horror?
Vincent Vega: Yeah, maybe. Fat, right?
Jules Winnfield: I wouldn’t go so far as to call the brother fat, I mean he got a weight problem. What’s the nigger gonna do? He’s Samoan.
Pulp Fiction Vincent Vega Quotes (John Travolta)
Vincent Vega: You don’t fuck with another man’s vehicle. It’s just against the rules.
Vincent Vega: So you’re gonna go out there, drink your drink, say ‘Goodnight, I’ve had a very lovely evening’, go home, jerk off. And that’s all you’re gonna do.
Vincent Vega: Oh man, I just shot Marvin in the face.
Vincent Vega: Would you like to continue this theological discussion in the car, or in the jailhouse with the cops?
Vincent Vega: Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go home and have a heart attack.
Vincent Vega: Why the fuck didn’t you tell us there was someone in the bathroom? Slipped your mind? You forgot to mention someone’s in the bathroom with a goddamn hand cannon?!
Vincent Vega: Chill, Jules, this shit happens.
Vincent Vega: Don’t fuckin’ die on me, Mia!
Vincent Vega: A “please” would be nice.
Vincent Vega: Jules, if you give that fucking nimrod $1,500, I’m gonna shoot him on general principle.
Vincent Vega: Did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits he is wrong, that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings?
Vincent Vega: This is a moral test of oneself. Whether or not you can maintain loyalty. Because being loyal is very important.
Vincent Vega: I got a threshold, Jules, I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Right now, I’m a fuckin’ race car, and you got me in the red. And I’m just sayin’, I’m just sayin’ that is fuckin’ dangerous to have a race car in the fuckin’ red. That’s all. I could blow.
Lance: Hey, whattya think about Trudi? She ain’t got a boyfriend. You wanna hang out, get high?
Vincent Vega: Which one’s Trudi? The one with all the shit in her face?
Lance: No, that’s Jody. That’s my wife.
Vincent Vega: I, I gotta stab her three times?
Vincent Vega: Play with matches, you get burned.
Vincent Vega: Okay man, it was a miracle, can we leave now?
Vincent Vega: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules Winnfield: What?
Vincent Vega: Mayonnaise.
Jules Winnfield: Goddamn.
Vincent Vega: I’ve seen ’em do it, man. They fuckin’ drown ’em in that shit.
Vincent Vega: I don’t watch TV.
Vincent Vega: I’ve got this chick, she fuckin’ O.D.in’ on me!
Vincent Vega: You ain’t my friend, Palooka.
Butch Coolidge: What’s that?
Vincent Vega: I think you heard me just fine, Punchy.
Vincent Vega: Look, I’m not stupid. It’s the Big Man’s wife. I’m gonna sit across from her, chew my food with my mouth closed, laugh at her fucking jokes, and that’s it.
Vincent Vega: That’s the Marilyn Monroe section that’s Mamie Van Doren…I don’t see Jayne Mansfield, she must have the night off or something.
Vincent Vega: We’re lucky we got anything at all. I don’t think Buddy Holly’s much of a waiter.
Jules Winnfield: Hash is legal there in Amsterdam, right?
Vincent Vega: Yeah, it’s legal, but it ain’t a hundred percent legal. I mean, you can’t just walk into a restaurant, roll a joint and start puffing away. You’re only supposed to smoke in your home or certain designated places.
Vincent Vega: This fucked-up bitch is Marsellus Wallace’s wife! Do you know who Marsellus Wallace is? Do you? If she croaks on me, I’m a fuckin’ greasespot!
Vincent Vega: Hmm, hmm. Well, that is one way to say it. Another way to say it would be that he was thrown out. Another way would be that he was thrown out by Marcellus. And yet even another way to say it was that he was thrown out of the window by Marcellus because of you.
Mia Wallace: Is that a fact?
Vincent Vega: No, no. It’s not a fact, it’s just what I heard. It’s just what I heard.
Vincent Vega: I have to admit that I wait to talk, but I’m trying harder to listen.
Vincent Vega: That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars, but it’s pretty fucking good.
Jules Winnfield: I don’t know why, I just thought he’d be European or something because he…
Vincent Vega: Yeah, man, he’s about as European as fuckin’ English Bob.
Pulp Fiction Butch Coolidge Quotes (Bruce Willis)
Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch Coolidge: It’s a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch Coolidge: It’s Zed’s.
Fabienne: Who’s Zed?
Butch Coolidge: Zed’s dead, baby. Zed’s dead.
Fabienne: Where’s my Honda?
Butch Coolidge: Sorry, baby. I had to crash that Honda.
Butch Coolidge: I’m American, honey. Our names don’t mean shit.
Butch Coolidge: That’s how you’re gonna beat them, Butch. They keep underestimating ya.
Butch Coolidge: Since I left you, this has been the single weirdest fuckin’ day of my life.
Butch Coolidge: If you had a pot-belly, I would punch you in it.
Butch Coolidge: Fabienne, that was my father’s fucking watch. You know what my father went through to get me that watch? I don’t have time to get into it, but he went through a lot. Now all this other shit you could’ve set on fire, but I specifically reminded you not to forget the fucking watch! Now think, did you get it?
Butch Coolidge: I think I cracked a rib.
Fabienne: Giving me oral pleasure?
Butch Coolidge: No, retard, from the fight.
Butch Coolidge: Shit! Of all the fucking things she could forget, she forgets my father’s watch! I specifically reminded her – bedside table! On the Kangaroo! I said the words, “Don’t forget my father’s watch.”
Butch Coolidge: I’ll be back before you can say Blueberry pie.
Fabienne: Blueberry pie.
Butch Coolidge: Okay, maybe not that fast. But pretty fast, alright?
Butch Coolidge: That’s how you’re gonna beat ’em, Butch. They keep underestimating you.
Butch Coolidge: Will you hand me a towel, Miss Beautiful Tulip?
Pulp Fiction Marsellus Wallace Quotes (Ving Rhames)
Marsellus Wallace: You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers. Motherfuckers who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don’t.
Marsellus Wallace: I’m gonna get medieval on your ass.
Marsellus Wallace: The night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting. That’s pride fucking with you. Fuck pride. Pride only hurts, it never helps.
Butch Coolidge: You okay?
Marsellus Wallace: Naw man. I’m pretty fuckin’ far from okay.
Butch Coolidge: What now?
Marsellus Wallace: What now? Let me tell you what now. I’ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin’ niggers, who’ll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin’, hillbilly boy? I ain’t through with you by a damn sight. I’m gonna get medieval on your ass.
Butch Coolidge: I meant what now between me and you?
Marsellus Wallace: Oh, that what now. I tell you what now between me and you. There is no me and you. Not no more.
Marsellus Wallace: I’m prepared to scour the the Earth for that motherfucker. If Butch goes to Indochina, I want a nigger hiding in a bowl of rice ready to pop a cap in his ass.
Butch Coolidge: So we cool?
Marsellus Wallace: Yeah, we cool. Two things. Don’t tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. Soon-To-Be-Living-The-Rest-of-His-Short-Ass-Life-In-Agonizing-Pain Rapist here. It ain’t nobody else’s business. Two: you leave town tonight, right now. And when you’re gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?
Butch Coolidge: Deal.
Marsellus Wallace: You came close but you never made it. And if you were gonna make it, you would have made it before now.
Marsellus Wallace: In the fifth, your ass goes down. Say it.
Butch Coolidge: In the fifth, my ass goes down.
Marsellus Wallace: Boxers don’t have an Old-Timers’ Day. You came close, but you never made it. And if you were gonna make it, you would have made it before now.
Marsellus Wallace: The thing is, Butch, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don’t last. And your days are just about over. Now, that’s a hard motherfuckin’ fact of life. But that’s a fact of life your ass is gonna have to get realistic about.
Pulp Fiction Mia Wallace Quotes (Uma Thurman)
Mia Wallace: Don’t you hate that?
Vincent Vega: What?
Mia Wallace: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent Vega: I don’t know. That’s a good question.
Mia Wallace: That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
Mia Wallace: Three tomatoes are walking down the street- a poppa tomato, a momma tomato, and a little baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind, and Poppa tomato gets really angry, goes back and squishes him…and says, “Ketchup”.
Mia Wallace: That’s an impossibility. Trying to forget anything as intriguing as this would be an exercise in futility.
Mia Wallace: I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and do WHATEVER I WANTED. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good.
Mia Wallace: I’ll be there in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.
Mia Wallace: No. No, no. You can’t promise something like that. I have no idea what you’re going to ask me. So you can go ahead and ask me what you’re going to ask me, and my natural response could be to get offended, then through no fault of my own I would have broken my promise.
Mia Wallace: 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.
Mia Wallace: The only thing Antoine ever touched of mine was my hand, when he shook it, at my wedding.
Vincent Vega: Really?
Mia Wallace: Truth is, nobody knows why Marcellus threw Tony out of that four story window except Marcellus and Tony. When you little scamps get together, you’re worse than a sewing circle.
Vincent Vega: I promise I won’t laugh.
Mia Wallace: That’s what I’m afraid of, Vince.
Mia Wallace: Warmer! Warmer! Disco!
Mia Wallace: I said God Damn! God Damn…God damn…
Mia Wallace: Besides, isn’t it more exciting when you don’t have permission?
Pulp Fiction The Wolf Quotes (Harvey Keitel)
Jimmie: I can’t believe this is the same car.
The Wolf: Well, let’s not start sucking each other’s dicks quite yet.
The Wolf: That’s thirty minutes away. I’ll be there in ten.
The Wolf: Get it straight buster – I’m not here to say please, I’m here to tell you what to do and if self-preservation is an instinct you possess you’d better fucking do it and do it quick. I’m here to help – if my help’s not appreciated then lots of luck, gentlemen.
The Wolf: If I’m curt with you it’s because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast and I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this. So, pretty please…with sugar on top. Clean the fucking car.
The Wolf: You see that, young lady? Respect. Respect for one’s elders gives character.
The Wolf: Just because you are a character doesn’t mean that you have character.
The Wolf: I’m Winston Wolfe. I solve problems.
The Wolf: Maybe I can give you guys a ride. Where do you live?
Vincent Vega: Redondo Beach.
Jules Winnfield: Inglewood.
The Wolf: It’s your future…I see a cab ride. Move out of the sticks, fellas.
The Wolf: You guys look like…What do they look like, Jimmie?
Jimmie: Dorks. They look like a couple of dorks.
Jules Winnfield: Ha-ha-ha. They’re your clothes, motherfucker.
The Wolf: Spoken like a true prodigy. How about you, Lash LaRue? You think you can keep your spurs from jinglin’ and janglin’?
The Wolf: Now, I drive real fucking fast, so keep up. If I get my car back any differently than when I gave it, Monster Joe’s gonna be disposing of two bodies.
The Wolf: That gives us exactly…40 minutes to get the fuck out of Dodge. Which, if you do what I say when I say it, should be plenty. Now, you’ve got a corpse in a car, minus a head, in a garage. Take me to it.
The Wolf: Stay out of trouble, you crazy kids.
Pulp Fiction Miscellaneous Quotes
Captain Koons: When two men are in a situation like me and your dad were, for as long as we were, you take on certain responsibilities of the other.
Pumpkin: The days of me forgetting are over. The days of me remembering have just begun.
Fabienne: It’s unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.
Pumpkin: Everybody be cool this is a robbery!
Honey Bunny: Any of you fucking pricks move, and I’ll execute every motherfuckin’ last one of you!
Lance: You were talking about drug shit on a cellular phone!
Lance: I don’t go joypoppin’ with bubble-gummers, all of my friends can handle their highs!
Zed: Hey, is Grace gonna be okay in front of this place?
Maynard: Yeah, it ain’t Tuesday is it?
Zed: No, it’s Thursday.
Maynard: Then she’ll be fine.
Fabienne: Any time of the day is a good time for pie.
Zed: Bring out The Gimp.
Maynard: I think The Gimp’s sleepin’.
Zed: Well, I guess you’ll just have to go wake him up now, won’t you?
Interesting Facts about Pulp Fiction
Now that we had our fun reminiscing some of the best quotes from the movie, it’s time to learn some interesting facts about Pulp Fiction. Ready? Here goes…
- Naming Honey Bunny After a Real Rabbit – Linda Chen was the one who typed Quentin Tarantino’s handwritten script for the movie. She had a rabbit by the name of Honey Bunny and one day, asked Tarantino to watch the rabbit while she goes on location. Tarantino did not watch the rabbit, who unfortunately died. So, he decided that the character in the movie played by Amanda Plummer, be called Honey Bunny after Chen’s actual rabbit.
- Pulp Fiction Was Released in Other Countries Prior to the States – Pulp Fiction was first played in 1994 during the Cannes Film Festival and from there on, it went to be screened in other festivals all over the world, including Locarno, Munich and other places. Only later, the film arrived to America, showing at the New York Film Festival. As for the release of the film, it was first released in Slovakia, Japan and South Korea, before being released in the United States.
- Vincent Vega’s Car Was Stolen – John Travolta’s character (Vincent Vega) drives a lovely car, a 1964 Chevelle Malibu. In the movie, this is Vincent Vega’s car, but in real life, the car actually belonged to director Quentin Tarantino. Not long after Pulp Fiction was released, the car was stolen and was never to be found for nearly 20 years! Only after two cops saw some kids stripping an older car, they checked and found out it was Tarantino’s old stolen car.
- 265 “F Words” – Don’t try to count it, I’ll just come out and say it – Pulp Fiction contains no less than 265 “f words” and that’s not even the record for a Tarantino film. The record belongs to his 1992 movie, Reservoir Dogs. Thinking of watching the movie now and counting to check this number?
- A Character Written for Michael Madsen – The role of Vincent Vega played by John Travolta was actually written for actor Michael Madsen. The actor wanted and agreed to play the part, but only two weeks prior to the script being finished, Madsen decided to drop off this project in order to star in a different movie – Wyatt Earp. Think he regrets it to this day?
- It Took Some Time for The Film to Reach $100 Million – Even though Pulp Fiction turned out to be a huge hit, it took some time for it to reach the $100 million mark. It took Pulp Fiction 178 days to reach $100 million in grossing in USA. Just for comparison, take for example the movie Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 2. Do you know how many days it took this movie to reach $100 million in USA? Only 2 days! Now, which movie do you like more? Honestly…
- Inspiration for Top Gear’s Stig – If you’re a fan of the car show Top Gear, then you probably know that one of the participants of the show is a race driver called The Stig. Well, The Sting was actually inspired by The Gimp in the Pulp Fiction movie. It was even his original name, only no race driver agreed to be called The Gimp, so they changed in to The Stig.
- Samuel L. Jackson Almost Lost the Part of Jules Winnfield – Can you really imagine Pulp Fiction without Samuel L. Jackson? Seriously, give it a try. Can you? Well, it turns out that even though Quentin Tarantino had Samuel L. Jackson in mind and ready to play the role of Jules Winnfield, this role almost went to Paul Calderon after Tarantino saw his audition to the part. Jackson, who wanted the role badly for himself, decided to fly to Los Angeles and audition for Tarantino for this role… again! I think we’re all very pleased that he was the one who scored this role.
- Uma Thurman Wasn’t the First Pick for the Role of Mia – Quentin Tarantino loves to work with Uma Thurman and has given her the role later on in the Kill Bill movies, but as for Pulp Fiction, she wasn’t his first choice for the part of Mia Wallace. Tarantino’s favorite to play this part was Michelle Pfeiffer, but other actresses that were considered include Meg Ryan, Halle Berry, Joan Cusack, Isabella Rossellini, Alfre Woodard, and Daryl Hannah.
- The Original Poster of the Movie Can Be Worth a lot of Money – No, the famous poster of the movie which you are familiar with is not the original poster of Pulp Fiction. The first poster of the movie is showing Uma Thurman smoking a cigarette from a box of Lucky Strike. However, Miramax studios didn’t have the rights to use Lucky Strike who also threatened to sue, so the poster was replaced. The ones that are still out there with Thurman smoking from a Lucky Strike box, can be worth a few hundred bucks. Best of luck getting your hands on them…
- The Injection Scene is not Real – The famous scene where Vincent Vega stabs Mia Wallace with an adrenaline shot is not real. The scene was very stressful for the actors, so here’s what really transpired: The needle was indeed inserted into the syringe, but then John Travolta pulled it out. During post-production, this scene was actually reversed, and so in the movie it looks as if Travolta really stabs Thurman in the chest with the needle.
- Parts of the Movie were Directed by Robert Rodriguez – Can you guess which parts of the movie Rodriguez directed? Well, when Quentin Tarantino played in the movie the part of Jimmie, that’s when Robert Rodriguez stepped in and took charge as the director. Pretty cool, isn’t it?