VINCENT
No Jules, you're gonna be like those pieces of shit out there who beg for change. They walk around like a bunch of fuckin' zombies, they sleep in garbage bins, they eat what I throw away, and dogs piss on 'em. They got a word for 'em, they're called bums.
And without a job, residence, or legal tender, that's what you're gonna be – a fuckin' bum!
JULES
Look my friend, this is just where me and you differ –
VINCENT
– what happened was peculiar – no doubt about it – but it wasn't water into wine.
JULES
All shapes and sizes, Vince.
VINCENT
Stop fuckin' talkin' like that!
JULES
If you find my answers frightening,
Vincent, you should cease askin'
scary questions.