Do you know who I was? Nobody. Except on the day after, I was still alive. This nobody had a chance to be somebody.
You don’t understand. I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let’s face it. It was you, Charley.
I don’t even know you.
One of the things I do remember is my first day at school. There were all these weird-looking kids and I didn’t know any of them and they didn’t know me. I was scared, but after two days, we were all laughing about how scared we were. Everybody feels like you do, honey. Everybody.
I haven’t been fucked like that since grade school.
Beauty school drop-out, go back to high school.
Look at your math book; it looks brand new. Bet you’ve never even opened it.
There are imaginary numbers now? Are there unicorns next lesson?
Look out! Because pollutants can change us. And not just chemical and biological ones - cultural ones, as well.
It’s called the process of natural selection. You ever heard of Darwin? The males who demonstrate physical prowess are the most attractive to the females. And by breeding with the strongest males, the females ensure survival of the species.
These are the ground rules. I hook up with one guy a season. Usually takes me a couple weeks to pick the guy - kinda my own spring training. And, well, you two are the most promising prospects of the season so far, so I just thought we should kinda get to know each other.
I’m Jim Olmeyer, and this is my partner Jim.
Jim, the soap. (Pulp Fiction 02:04:43)
To make soap, first we render fat.
The draperies…wash them!
Brought your nice, clean draperies back. (Freaky Friday 00:38:55)
I never liked these curtains. I set them on fire in my fourth year. Accidentally, of course.
Hey, I’ve read all about your accident.
And, to answer your question, there are two reasons why I’m looking at you like this. One because it seems in a few minutes you will officially be the only survivor of this train wreck, and two, because you didn’t break one bone, you don’t have a scratch on you.
Beat It Before I Throw A Moth In Your Muffler!