Pulp Fiction - Dance Scene (HQ)

Ladies and gentlemen, now the moment you've all been waiting for. It's a world famous Jack Rabbit Slims twist contest. Now this is where one lucky couple will win this handsome trophy that Marilyn here is holding. Now who will be our first contestants? Right here. Wanna dance? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I do believe Marcellus, my husband, your boss, told you to take me out and do whatever I wanted. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win, I want that trophy. So dance good. Alright. Be here for our first contestants. Now let's meet our first contestants here this evening. Young lady, what is your name? Mrs. Mia Wallace. And how about your fellow here? Liz Vega. Alright, let's see what you can do. Take it away. The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out well C'est la vie, said the old folks, the culture show you never can tell He had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did he let it blast With a little jazz When the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell C'est la vie, said the old folks, the culture show you never can tell They had a teenage wedding and the old bush done well Believe that Pierre did truly love the madam of the house