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“English motherfucker, do you speak it?”, “Does he look like a bitch?” and “Say “what” again" are catchphrases from the 1994 Quentin Tarantino movie, Pulp Fiction .
“English motherfucker, do you speak it?” is used as a response to bad grammar or using another language aside from English.
“Does he look like a bitch?” is used usually as an image-macro in images featuring the subject aiming a gun and / or looking aggressive.
“Say “what” again" is used as a response to an overuse of the word “what”.
All 3 catchphrases originate from a scene in the first quarter of Pulp Fiction and are said by Jules Winnfield (played by Samuel L. Jackson ). In the scene Jules and Vincent Vega (played by John Travolta ) are sent to retreive a briefcase and execute a man named Brett. Jules does so in a over-dramatic fashion building up the tension with by citing bible verses.
Brett: [to Jules] Look, I’m sorry, I-I didn’t get your name. I got yours, uh, Vincent, right? But-But I-I never got your…
Jules: My name is Pitt, and your ass ain’t talking your way outta this shit.
Brett: [rising] No, no, no. I just want you to know how – [Jules motions him to sit down] I just want you to know how sorry we are that-that things got so fucked up with us and-and Mr. Wallace. I-I-It…we-we got into this thing with the best intentions. Really. I never…
[Jules shoots Flock-of-Seagulls, Brett recoils in horror]
Jules: Oh, I’m sorry. Did I break your concentration? I didn’t mean to do that. Please, continue. You were sayin’ something about “best intentions”? [silence] What’s the matter? Oh, y-you were finished? Oh, well, allow me to retort. What does Marsellus Wallace look like?
Jules: [overturns the small table in the room] What country are you from?
Jules: “What” ain’t no country I ever heard of. They speak English in “What”?
Jules: English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?
Jules: Then you know what I’m saying.
Jules: Describe what Marsellus Wallace looks like.
Jules: [points gun directly in Brett’s face] Say “what” again. Say “what” again. I dare you. I double-dare you, motherfucker. Say “what” one more goddamn time.
Brett: He-he’s black.
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He’s bald.
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Jules: [shoots Brett in the shoulder; Brett screams] DOES…HE…LOOK…LIKE A…BITCH?!
Brett: [in pain] No!
Jules: Then why’d you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: [faintly] I didn’t.
Jules: Yes, you did. Yes, you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marsellus Wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody except Mrs. Wallace. You read the Bible, Brett?
Brett: [gasping for breath] Yes.
Jules: Well, there’s this passage I’ve got memorized, sort’a fits the occasion. Ezekiel 25:17? “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who in the name of charity and good will shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. [begins pacing about the room] And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord… [pulls out his gun and aims it at Brett] …when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”
[Brett shrieks in horror as Jules and Vincent shoot him repeatedly]