Vincent and Jules are in with Marvin in the car ...
Are you a licenced Psychologist?
What? How dare you?
I have a great deal of respect for Psychiatry and you sir (are a disgrace).
How dare ...
I thought your job here was to give intelligence tests to employees. What right do you have to put ideas in [that boy's] head?
Get out!
Just a minute.
Are you going to leave?
Yes. You won't listen to reason and there's no good in you.
Are you going to leave?
I'll leave, but you've forced me to to something. [popped doc on the head with cane]
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Pulp Fiction on 34th Street
Posted by Marcus at 6:57 PM
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