da IV il lun lug 25, 2005 9:55 pm
Va bene, allora ecco qua....
THE WOLF
You're Jimmie, right? This is your
house?
JIMMIE
Yeah.
THE WOLF
(stick his hand out)
I'm Winston Wolf, I solve problems.
JIMMIE
Good, 'cause we got one.
THE WOLF
So I heard. May I come in?
JIMMIE
Please do.
The two men walk to the dining room.
THE WOLF
I want to convey Mr. Wallace's
gratitude with the help you're
providing on this matter. Let me
assure you Jimmie, Mr. Wallace's
gratitude is worth having.
In the dining room, Jules and Vincent stand up.
THE WOLF
You must be Jules, which would make
you Vincent. Let's get down to
brass tacks, gentlemen. If I was
informed correctly, the clock is
ticking, is that right, Jimmie?
JIMMIE
100%.
THE WOLF
Your wife, Bonnie...
(refers to his pad)
...comes home at 9:30 in the AM, is
that correct?
JIMMIE
Uh-huh.
THE WOLF
I was led to believe if she comes
home and finds us here, she
wouldn't appreciate it none too
much.
JIMMMIE
She won't at that.
THE WOLF
That give use forty minutes to get
the fuck outta Dodge, which, if you
do what I say when I say it, should
by plenty. Now you got a corpse in
a car, minus a head, in a garage.
Take me to it.
81. INT. JIMMIE'S GARAGE - MORNING 82.
The three men hand back as The Wolf examines the car. He
studies the car in silence, opening the door, looking inside,
circling it.
THE WOLF
Jimmie?
JIMMIE
Yes.
THE WOLF
Do me a favor, will ya? Thought I
smelled some coffee in there.
Would you make me a cup?
JIMMIE
Sure, how do you take it?
THE WOLF
Lotsa cream, lotsa sugar.
Jimmie exists. The Wolf continues his examination.
THE WOLF
About the car, is there anything I
need to know? Does it stall, does
it make a lot of noise, does it
smoke, is there gas in it,
anything?
JULES
Aside from how it looks, the car's
cool.
THE WOLF
Positive? Don't get me out on the
road and I find out the brake
lights don't work.
JULES
Hey man, as far as I know, the
motherfucker's tip-top.
THE WOLF
Good enough, let's go back to the
kitchen.
82. INT. KITCHEN - MORNING 82.
Jimmie hands The Wolf a cup of coffee.
THE WOLF
Thank you, Jimmie.
He takes a sip, then, pacing as he thinks, lays out for the
three men the plan of action.
THE WOLF
Okay first thing, you two.
(meaning Jules and
Vincent)
Take the body, stick it in the
trunk. Now Jimmie, this looks to
be a pretty domesticated house.
That would lead me to believe that
in the garage or under the sink,
you got a bunch of cleaners and
cleaners and shit like that, am I
correct?
JIMMIE
Yeah. Exactly. Under the sink.
THE WOLF
Good. What I need you two fellas
to do is take those cleaning
products and clean the inside of
the car. And I'm talkin' fast,
fast, fast. You need to go in the
backseat, scoop up all those little
pieces of brain and skull. Get it
out of there. Wipe down the
upholstery -- now when it comes to
upholstery, it don't need to be
spic and span, you don't need to
eat off in. Give it a good once
over. What you need to take care
of are the really messy parts. The
pools of blood that have collected,
you gotta soak that shit up. But
the windows are a different story.
Them you really clean. Get the
Windex, do a good job. Now Jimmie,
we need to raid your linen closet.
I need blankets, I need comforters,
I need quilts, I need bedspreads.
The thicker the better, the darker
the better. No whites, can't use
'em. We need to camouflage the
interior of the car. We're gonna
line the front seat and the
backseat and the floor boards with
quilts and blankets. If a cop
stops us and starts stickin' his
big snout in the car, the
subterfuge won't last. But at a
glance, the car will appear to be
normal. Jimmie -- lead the way,
boys -- get to work.
The Wolf and Jimmie turn, heading for the bedroom, leaving
Vincent and Jules standing in the kitchen.
VINCENT
(calling after him)
A "please" would be nice.
The Wolf stops and turns around.
THE WOLF
Come again?
VINCENT
I said a "please" would be nice.
The Wolf takes a step toward him.
THE WOLF
Set is straight, Buster. I'm not
here to say "please." I'm here to
tell you want to do. And if self-
preservation is an instinct you
possess, you better fuckin' do it
and do it quick. I'm here to help.
If my help's not appreciated, lotsa
luck gentlemen.
JULES
It ain't that way, Mr. Wolf. Your
help is definitely appreciated.
VINCENT
I don't mean any disrespect. I
just don't like people barkin'
orders at me.
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 want to get out of
this. So pretty please, with sugar
on top, clean the fuckin' car.
83. INT. JIMMIE'S BEDROOM - MORNING 83.
Jimmie's gathering all the bedspreads, quilts and linen he
has. The Wolf is on the phone.
THE WOLF
(into phone)
It's a 1974 Chevy Nova.
(pause)
White.
(pause)
Nothin', except for the mess
inside.
(pause)
About twenty minutes.
(pause)
Nobody who'll be missed.
(pause)
You're a good man, Joe. See ya
soon.
(he looks at Jimmie)
How we comin', Jimmie?
Jimmie comes over with a handful of linen.
JIMMIE
Mr. Wolf, you gotta understand
somethin' --
THE WOLF
-- Winston, Jimmie -- please,
Winston.
JIMMIE
You gotta understand something,
Winston. I want to help you guys
out and all, but that's my best
linen. It was a wedding present
from my Uncle Conrad and Aunt
Ginny, and they ain't with us
anymore --
THE WOLF
-- let me ask you a question, if
you don't mind?
JIMMIE
Sure.
THE WOLF
Were you Uncle Conrad and Aunt
Ginny millionaires?
JIMMIE
No.
THE WOLF
Well, your Uncle Marsellus is. And
I'm positive if Uncle Conrad and
Aunt Ginny were millionaires, they
would've furnished you with a whole
bedroom set, which your Uncle
Marsellus is more than happy to do.
(takes out a roll of
bills)
I like oak myself, that's what's in
my bedroom. How 'bout you Jimmie,
you an oak man?
JIMMIE
Oak's nice.
84. INT. GARAGE - MORNING 84.
Both Jules and Vincent are inside the car cleaning it up.
Vincent is in the front seat washing windows, while Jules is
in the backseat, picking up little pieces of skull and gobs of
brain. Both are twice as bloody as they were before.
JULES
I will never forgive your ass for
this shit. This is some fucked-up
repugnant shit!
VINCENT
Did you ever hear the philosophy
that once a man admits he's wrong,
he's immediately forgiven for all
wrong-doings?
JULES
Man, get outta my face with that
shit! The motherfucker who said
that never had to pick up itty-
bitty pieces of skull with his
fingers on account of your dumb
ass.
VINCENT
I got a threshold, Jules. I got a
threshold for the abuse I'll take.
And you're crossin' it. I'm a race
car and you got me in the red.
Redline 7000, that's where you are.
Just know, it's fuckin' dangerous
to be drivin' a race car when it's
in the red. It could blow.
JULES
You're gettin' ready to blow? I'm
a mushroom-cloud-layin'
motherfucker! Every time my
fingers touch brain I'm "SUPERFLY
T.N.T," I'm the "GUNS OF NAVARONE."
I'm what Jimmie Walker usta talk
about. In fact, what the fuck am I
doin' in the back? You're the
motherfucker should be on brain
detail. We're tradin'. I'm
washin' windows and you're pickin'
up this nigger's skull.
85. INT. CHEVY NOVA - MORNING 85.
The interior of the car has been cleaned and lined with
bedspreads and quilts. Believe it or not, what looked like a
portable slaughterhouse can actually pass for a non-descript
vehicle.
The Wolf circles the car examining it.
Jules and Vincent stand aside, their clothes are literally a
bloody mess, but they do have a sense of pride in what a good
job they've done.
THE WOLF
Fine job, gentlemen. We may get
out of this yet.
JIMMIE
I can't believe that's the same
car.
THE WOLF
Well, let's not start suckin' each
other's dicks quite yet. Phase one
is complete, clean the car, which
moves us right along to phase two,
clean you two.
86. EXT. JIMMIE'S BACKYARD - MORNING 86.
Jules and Vincent stand side by side in their black suits,
covered in blood, in Jimmie's backyard. Jimmie holds a
plastic Hefty trash bag, while The Wolf holds a garden hose
with one of those guns nossles attached.
THE WOLF
Strip.
VINCENT
All the way?
THE WOLF
To your bare ass.
As they follow directions, The Wolf enjoys a smoke.
THE WOLF
Quickly gentlemen, we got about
fifteen minutes before Jimmie's
better-half comes pulling into the
driveway.
JULES
This morning air is some chilly
shit.
VINCENT
Are you sure this is absolutely
necessary?
THE WOLF
You know what you two look like?
VINCENT
What?
THE WOLF
Like a couple of guys who just blew
off somebody's head. Yes,
strippin' off those bloody rags is
absolutely necessary. Toss the
clothes in Jim's garbage bag.
JULES
Now Jimmie, don't do nothin' stupid
like puttin' that out in front of
your house for Elmo the garbage man
to take away.
THE WOLF
Don't worry, we're takin' it with
us. Jim, the soap.
He hands the now-naked men a bar of soap.
THE WOLF
Okay gentlemen, you're both been to
County before, I'm sure. Here it
comes.
He hits the trigger, water SHOOTS OUT, SMACKING both men.
JULES
Goddamn, that water's fuckin' cold!
THE WOLF
Better you than me, gentlemen.
The two men, trembling, scrub themselves.
THE WOLF
Don't be afraid of the soap, spread
it around.
The Wolf stops the hose, tossing it on the ground.
THE WOLF
Towel 'em.
Jimmie tosses them each a towel, which they rub furiously
across their bodies.
THE WOLF
You're dry enough, give 'em their
clothes.
JIMMIE
Okay fellas, in the one-size-fits-
all category, we got swim trunks,
one red -- one white. And two
extra-large tee-shirts. A UC Santa
Cruz shirt and an "I'm with Stupid"
shirt.
JULES
I get the "I'm with Stupid" shirt.
FADE UP ON:
87. JULES AND VINCENT 87.
in their tee-shirts and swim trunks. They look a million
miles away from the black-suited, bad-asses we first met.
THE WOLF
Perfect. Perfect. We couldn't've
planned this better. You guys look
like...what do they look like,
Jimmie?
JIMMIE
Dorks. They look like a couple of
dorks.
Jimmie and the Wolf laugh..
