Pulp Fiction (1994)
Maria de Medeiros: Fabienne
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Quotes
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Fabienne : I was looking at myself in the mirror.
Butch : Uh-huh?
Fabienne : I wish I had a pot.
Butch : You were lookin' in the mirror and you wish you had some pot?
Fabienne : A pot. A pot belly. Pot bellies are sexy.
Butch : Well you should be happy, 'cause you do.
Fabienne : Shut up, Fatso! I don't have a pot! I have a bit of a tummy, like Madonna when she did "Lucky Star," it's not the same thing.
Butch : I didn't realize there was a difference between a tummy and a pot belly.
Fabienne : The difference is huge.
Butch : You want me to have a pot?
Fabienne : No. Pot bellies make a man look either oafish, or like a gorilla. But on a woman, a pot belly is very sexy. The rest of you is normal. Normal face, normal legs, normal hips, normal ass, but with a big, perfectly round pot belly. If I had one, I'd wear a tee-shirt two sizes too small to accentuate it.
Butch : You think guys would find that attractive?
Fabienne : I don't give a damn what men find attractive. It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.
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Fabienne : Any time of the day is a good time for pie.
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Butch : How was your breakfast?
Fabienne : It was good...
Butch : Did you get the pancakes, the blueberry pancakes?
Fabienne : No, no, they didn't have blueberry pancakes, I had to get buttermilk - are you sure you're okay?
Butch : Honey, since I left you, this has been without a doubt the single weirdest fucking day of my life! Come on, hop on - I'll tell you all about it.
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Butch : Did you bring the watch?
Fabienne : I believe so.
Butch : You believe so? You "believe" so? What the fuck does that mean? You either did, or you didn't!
Fabienne : Then I did.
Butch : Are you sure?
Fabienne : [shakes her head] No...
[a pause]
Butch : [explodes into a rampage] Fuck! Motherfucking shit! Do you fucking know how fucking stupid you are? Shit! Fuck!
[he calms down just as quickly and suddenly as he started]
Butch : It's not your fault.
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Fabienne : I like the way you stink.