Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Hmm… God damn Jimmy! This some serious gourmet shit! Me and Vincent woulda been satisfied with some freeze-dried Taster’s Choice, right? Huh! And he springs this serious gourmet shit on us. What flavor is this?
Jimmy (Quentin Tarantino): Knock it off, Julie.
Jules: What?
Jimmy: I don’t need you to tell me how fuckin’ good my coffee is, okay? I’m the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys shit. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff ’cause when I drink it, I wanna taste it. But you know what’s on my mind right now? It ain’t the coffee in my kitchen. It’s the dead nigger in my garage.
You cannot rely on newspaper articles. Recently, it featured the confessions of repenting organized crime members, i.e. the distorted truth for their interests. The police distorted the figures to get credit and money from the Federal Government.
Organized crime was considered a kind of un-American activity. Since more gangsters were ethnic (Jews, Russians, etc), calling them “un-American” was a way of dismissing American roots.
In Scarface, the motto “the world is yours” highlights the ironic vision between the American Dream and the gangsters.
The structure of organized crime is that of a bureaucratic and corporate model. It looks like a company organic line, with a complex hierarchy and a division of labour.
Responsibilities are carried out in an impersonal manner and the function is more important than the person.
Organized crime is a mirror of monopoly capitalism and from earlier gangster movies, it is considered as a business.
In Asphalt Jungle, “crime is just a left-handed form of human endeavour”.
The difference between organized crime and any corporation is that you cannot use written support: it relies on secrecy and personal networks.
[Enter Connor, Murphy and Il Duce into the court room – armed. They make the mobster kneel in front of the audience.]
Connor (Sean Patrick Flanery) : Now you will receive us ! Murphy (Norman Reedus) : We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry. Connor : We do not want your tired and sick. Murphy : It is your corrupt we claim. Connor : It is your evil that will be sought by us. Murphy : With every breath, we shall hunt them down. Connor : Each day we will spill their blood, ’til it rains down from the skies ! Murphy : Do not kill. Do not rape. Do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace. Connor : These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behaviour, and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost. Murphy : There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain. Connor : For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it ! Murphy : And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
Connor, Murphy, Il Duce (Billy Connolly) : And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, Power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command, we shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
Il Duce : In nomine patris… Connor : … et filii…
[All cock their guns] Murphy : … et spiritus sancti.
[Gunshots]
Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Just hang in there, baby, you’re doing’ great, I’m proud of you and Ringo’s proud of you! It’s almost over. Tell her you’re proud!
Pumpkin (Tim Roth): I’m proud of you Honey Bunny.
Honey Bunny: I love you!
Pumpkin: I love you too Honey Bunny.
Jules : (to Pumpkin) Now. I want you to go in that bag and find my wallet.
Pumpkin: Which one is it?
Jules: It’s the one that says Bad Motherfucker.
(Pumpkin seeks in the bag)
Jules: That’s it! That’s my bad motherfucker. Open it up and take out the money.
(Pumpkin opens the wallet, and takes the cash)
Jules: Count it!
(Pumpkin counts)
Jules: How much is there?
(Pumpkin counts again)
Pumpkin: About fifteen hundred dollars.
Jules: Okay, put it in your pocket, it’s yours. Now with the rest of those wallets and the register, that makes this a pretty successful little score eh?
Shooter: [busting the door, emptying his gun] Die you motherfuckers !!!
[Gun clicks, no ammo left]
[Pause]
[Jules and Vincent look at each other then reply with their guns]
Vincent (John Travolta): [to Marvin] Why the fuck didn’t you tell us somebody was in the bathroom? Slipped your mind? Did you forget that somebody was in there with a goddamn hand cannon?
Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Did you see the size of that gun right in front of us? It was bigger than him!
[Pauses]
We should be fucking dead man!
Vincent: I know, we was lucky.
Jules: No no no no… that just wasn’t luck.
Vincent: Yeah maybe.
Jules: This was divine intervention. You know what “divine intervention” is?
Vincent: I think so. That means that God came down from Heaven and stopped the bullets?
Jules: That’s right! That’s exactly what it means. God came down from Heaven and stopped these motherfucking bullets.
Vincent: I think it’s time for us to leave Jules.
Jules: Don’t do that! Don’t fucking blow this shit up! What just happened here was a fucking miracle!
Vincent: Chill Jules, this shit happens.
Jules: Wrong! Wrong, this shit doesn’t just happen.
Vincent: Do you want to continue this theological discussion in the car or in a jailhouse with the cops?
Jules: We should be fucking dead my friend! What happened here was a miracle and I want you to fucking acknowledge it!
Vincent: Alright, it was a miracle. Can we go now?
