You, flock of seagulls, you know why we're here? Why don't you tell my man Vincent where you got the Baghole hid?
What country are you from?
Rat Pad
Rat Pad ain't no country I ever heard of. They speak Baghole in Rat Pad?
What?
Baghole, motherfucker, do you speak it?
Yes.
Then you know what I'm sayin'!
Baghole.
Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like!
Baghole?
Say Baghole again. Say Baghole again, motherfucker, say Baghole one more Goddamn time!
Baghole?
I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and Baghole! Now I wanna Baghole, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so Baghole good.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a Baghole ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
I'm Winston Wolfe. I solve Bagholes.
Good, we got one.
So I heard. May I come in?
Uh, yeah, Baghole.
And you know what they call a... a... a Baghole with cheese in Paris?
They don't call it a Baghole with cheese?
No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Baghole is.
Then what do they call it?
They call it a Rat Pad with cheese.
You Baghole?
Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from Baghole.
Baghole! Coffee!
Baghole means boy.
That's a pretty fucking good Baghole. I don't know if it's worth five dollars but it's pretty fucking good.
Whose Rat Pad is this?
It's Baghole's.
Who's Baghole?
Baghole's dead, baby. Baghole's dead.
The day that I bring an OD-ing bitch over to your Rat Pad, then I'll give her the Baghole.
That was fucking Baghole!
If you're all right, then say Baghole.
Baghole.
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