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| “ | I'm prepared to scour the Earth for that mother****er. If Butch goes to Indo-China, I want a **** hiding in a bowl of rice waiting to pop a cap in his ass. | „ |
| ~ Marsellus Wallace vows to kill Butch. |
Marsellus Wallace is the main antagonist in the 1994 crime movie Pulp Fiction.
He is the Kingpin of Los Angeles, the husband of Mia Wallace and the boss of Vincent and Jules.
He was portrayed by Ving Rhames, who had also portrayed Nathan "Diamond Dog" Jones in Con Air.
Biography
A big time gangster and everyone's boss, Marsellus Wallace pretty much owns the town. He has connections of every kind, and he is the type that one would not want to mess with (as Jules would say, word around the campfire is that Marsellus threw a guy off a four-story balcony through a greenhouse for touching his wife's feet). He seems to have a small band of trusted people, as indicated by the fact that he is only seen speaking with Butch Coolidge, Vincent Vega, Jules Winnfield, his wife Mia Wallace, Paul Calderon and Winston Wolfe. Marsellus' real purpose in the film is to provide a reason for Butch's redemption, which is one of the main themes of the film.
Quotes
| “ | I think you're gonna find, when all this shit is over, I think you're gonna find yourself one smiling motherfucker. The thing is, Butch, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don't last. And your days are just about over. Now that's a hard motherfuckin' fact of life, but that's a fact of life your ass is gonna have to get realistic about. See, this business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers. Motherfuckers who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don't. Besides, Butch, how many fights do you think you got in you anyhow? Two? Boxers don't have an Old Timers Place. You came close but you never made it. And if you were gonna make it, you would have made it before now. (holds out the envelope of cash to Butch, but just out of his reach) You're mine, dig?" | „ |
| ~ Marsellus Wallace |
| “ | What now? Let me tell you what now. I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' n*****s, who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass." | „ |
| ~ Marsellus Wallace |
| “ | (when he sees Butch) Motherfucker!" | „ |
| ~ Marsellus Wallace |
