Mia Wallace

— Don't you hate that?
— Hate what?
— Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
— I don't know. That's a good question.
— That's when you know you've found somebody really special: you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share silence.

— You can use my straw, I don't have kooties.
— Yeah, but maybe I do.
— Kooties I can handle.

Trying to forget anything as intriguing as this would be an exercise in futility.

— Did you just order a five-dollar shake?
— Mm-hmm.
— That's a shake? That's milk and ice cream?
— Last I heard.
— That's five dollars? You don't put bourbon in it or nothin'?

When you little scamps get together, you're worse than a sewing circle.

— The truth is, nobody knows why Marsellus tossed Tony Rocky Horror out of that window except Marsellus and Tony Rocky Horror. But when you scamps get together, you're worse than a sewing circle

— And if we would have got picked up, they would've worked in a gimmick… where every show I would've told another joke.
— You know any of them old jokes?
— Well, I only got the chance to say one 'cause we only did one show.
— Tell me.
— It's corny. Don't be that way.
— Tell me.
– No, you wouldn't like it, and I'd be embarrassed.
— You'd be embarr. You told 50 million people, and you can't tell me? I promise I won't laugh.
— That's what I'm afraid of, Vince.
— That's not what I meant. You know it.

Three tomatoes are walking down the street: a poppa tomato, a momma tomato, and a little baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind. Poppa tomato gets angry, goes over to the baby tomato, and smooshes him… and says: «Catch up!»