[after Butch saves Marsellus from rapists] Butch:You okay? Marsellus:Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay. Butch:What now? Marsellus:What now? Let me tell you what now. I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'ma get medieval on your ass. Butch:I meant what now between me and you? Marsellus:Oh, that what now. I tell you what now between me and you. There is no me and you. Not no more.|