THREE YOUNG GUYS,

THREE YOUNG GUYS,
obviously in over their heads,
with hamburgers, french fries
soda pops

One of them flips the LOUD BOLT

REVEAL Jules and Vincent in the hallway.

JULES Hey kids.

The two men stroll inside.

The three young caught-off-guard Guys are:
caught-off-guard

MARVIN
will back into the corner.

ROGER
"Flock of Seagulls"
with a big sloppy hamburger

BRETT
A white, preppy-blow-dry

VINCENT and JULES with their hands in their pockets. Jules
does the talking.

"How you boys doin'?"

No answer.

"Am I trippin', or"

BRETT
We're doin' okay.

Vincent moves behind

Brett shakes his head: "No."

BRETT
I'm Brett.

"I thought so. Well, you remember your business
partner Marsellus Wallace, dont'ya Brett? The cornerstone
of any smart motherfucker, that's right."

BRETT
What?

VINCENT
No.

Jules holds out the Big Kahuna.

"'Cause my girlfriend's
a vegetarian. Which more or less makes me
what Marsellus Wallace looks like!"

BRETT
What?

JULES
-- I don't remember askin' you a
GODDAMN THING

BRETT
I just want you to know how sorry we are about how
fucked up
Brett has just shit his pants.

"Good for you. Looks like me and Vincent caught you like a bitch one more goddamn time!"

Brett can't say a word. Jules has got style.

BRETT
Look, what's your name? I got his
fucked up things
between us

we only had --

As Brett talks, Jules takes out his gun
Jules takes his .45 and PRESSES the barrel HARD
He's not crying or whimpering,

Brett can't say a word.

Brett still can't speak.

Jules SNAPS, SAVAGELY TIPPING the card table over,
removing
the only barrier
like a political prisoner

JULES
"What country you from!"

BRETT
(petrified)
the metric system?

"Then you understand what I'm sayin'?"

BRETT
is regressing on the spot.

Vincent smirks, Jules rolls his eyes and SHOOT Brett SCREAMS,

Yes!

JULES
Now describe to me what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese
in France
!

BRETT
No.

JULES
There's a passage I got memorized,
for this situation. Ezekiel 25:17
seems appropriate: "The path
is beset by the inequities of evil.
Blessed is he who, in the weak
through the darkness, shepherds
his brother's keeper and the finder
of lost men on all sides. Now describe to me
what Marsellus Wallace looks like!"

Vince smiles to himself. Jules, who has yet to say a word,
sits at the table
grabs the cup and takes a sip. The two men

EMPTY their guns at the same time
on the sitting Brett.

BRETT
(petrified)
What?

When they are finished, the bullet-ridden carcass
does his best.

All is quiet. three times

MARVIN
...goddamn...goddamn...that was
fucked up...goddamn, that was cold-
blooded...