While perhaps not as elegant as Ms. Winterson's prose, I believe Quentin Tarantino writes some of the best dialogue in movies ever. I watched Pulp Fiction for the umpteenth time and still enjoyed the hell out of it.
JULES: I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up repugnant shit!
VINCENT: Did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits he's wrong, he's immediately forgiven for all wrong-doings?
JULES: Man, get outta my face with that shit! The motherfucker who said that never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull with his fingers on account of your dumb ass.
VINCENT: I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse I'll take. And you're crossin' it. I'm a race car and you got me in the red. Redline 7000, that's where you are. Just know, it's fuckin' dangerous to be drivin' a race car when it's in the red. It could blow.
JULES: You're gettin' ready to blow? I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, mother fucker! Every time my fingers touch brain I'm "SUPERFLY T.N.T," I'm the "GUNS OF NAVARONE." I'm what Jimmie Walker usta talk about. In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back? You're the motherfucker should be on brain detail. We're tradin'.
Anyone else starting to salivate at the mere thought of Tarantino's next flick? Kill Bill
JULES: I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked-up repugnant shit!
VINCENT: Did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits he's wrong, he's immediately forgiven for all wrong-doings?
JULES: Man, get outta my face with that shit! The motherfucker who said that never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull with his fingers on account of your dumb ass.
VINCENT: I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse I'll take. And you're crossin' it. I'm a race car and you got me in the red. Redline 7000, that's where you are. Just know, it's fuckin' dangerous to be drivin' a race car when it's in the red. It could blow.
JULES: You're gettin' ready to blow? I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, mother fucker! Every time my fingers touch brain I'm "SUPERFLY T.N.T," I'm the "GUNS OF NAVARONE." I'm what Jimmie Walker usta talk about. In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back? You're the motherfucker should be on brain detail. We're tradin'.
Anyone else starting to salivate at the mere thought of Tarantino's next flick? Kill Bill