Pulp Fiction: Dead Nigger Storage

Pulp Fiction: Dead Nigger Storage Jules: Mmmm Goddamn, Jimmie This is some serious gourmet shit Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freezedried Taster s Choice right, but he springs this serious GOURMET shit on us What flavor is this Jimmie: Knock it off, Julie. Jules: pause What Jimmie: I don t need you to tell me how fucking 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 because when I drink it I want to 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. Jules: Oh, Jimmie, don t even worry about Jimmie: interupting No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger Storage Jules: Jimmie, you know I ain t seen Jimm