Well because as Jules put it...
Look, just because I wouldn't give
no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw
Antwan off a building into a glass-
motherphuckn-house, phuckin' up the
way the n!gga talks. That ain't
right, man. Motherphucker do that
to me, he better paralyze my @ss,
'cause I'd kill'a motherphucker.
On the other hand Vincent is of the opinion that...
I'm not sayin' he was right, but
you're sayin' a foot massage don't
mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it
does. I've given a million ladies
a million foot massages and they
all meant somethin'. We act like
they don't, but they do. That's
what's so phuckin' cool about 'em.
This sensual thing's goin' on that
nobody's talkin about, but you know
it and she knows it, phuckin'
Marsellus knew it, and Antwan
shoulda known phuckin' better.
That's his phuckin' wife, man. He
ain't gonna have a sense of humor
about that sh!t.
Oh how I love that movie!