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As we keep getting asked for it so often, here's a transcript of the Coffee Shop scene in Pulp Fiction from the point where we see Jules' wallet.

JULES
(to Pumpkin)
Now I want you to go in that bag and find my wallet.

PUMPKIN
Which one is it?

JULES
It's the one that says Bad Motherfucker on it.

Pumpkin looks in the bag and -- sure enough -- there's a wallet with "Bad Motherfucker" on the front.

JULES
That's my bad motherfucker. Now open it up and take out the cash. How much is there?

PUMPKIN
About fifteen hundred dollars.

JULES
Put it in your pocket, it's yours. Now with the rest of them wallets and the register, that makes this a pretty successful little score.

VINCENT
Jules, if you give this nimrod fifteen hundred buck, I'm gonna shoot 'em on general principle.

JULES
You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing, now hang back and shut the fuck up. Besides, I ain't givin' it to him. I'm buyin' somethin' for my money. Wanna know what I'm buyin' Ringo?

PUMPKIN
What?

JULES
Your life. I'm givin' you that money so I don't hafta kill your ass. You read the Bible?

PUMPKIN
Not regularly.

JULES
There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities 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 the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. 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 I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass. I never really questioned what it meant. I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker 'fore you popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think twice. Now I'm thinkin', it could mean you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. .45 here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or is could by you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin'. I'm tryin' real hard to be a shepherd.

Jules lowers his gun, lying it on the table. Pumpkin looks at him, to the money in his hand, then to Yolanda. She looks back. Grabbing the trash bag full of wallets, the two RUN out the door. Jules, who was never risen from his seat the whole time, takes a sip of coffee.

JULES
(to himself)
It's cold.

He pushes it aside. Vincent appears next to Jules.

VINCENT
I think we oughta leave now.

JULES
That's probably a good idea.

Vincent throws some money on the table and Jules grabs the briefcase. Then, to the amazement of the Patrons, the Waitresses, the Cooks, the Bus Boys, and the Manager, these two bad-ass dudes -- wearing UC Santa Cruz and "I'm with Stupid" tee-shirts, swim trunks, thongs and packing .45 Automatics -- walk out of the coffee shop together without saying a word.

THE END

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