From Pulp Fiction
[Jules and Vincent take Marvin with them in their car and Vincent's gun goes off and blows Marvin's head off]
Jules: What the ****'s happening, man? Ah, **** man!
Vincent: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face.
Jules: Why the **** did you do that!
Vincent: Well, I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident!
Jules: Oh man I've seen some crazy *** **** in my time...
Vincent: Chill out, man. I told you it was an accident. You probably went over a bump or something.
Jules: Hey, the car didn't hit no mother****ing bump.
Vincent: Hey, look man, I didn't mean to shoot the son of a *****. The gun went off. I don't know why.
: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood
: Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits he's wrong, then he's automatically forgiven of that wrongdoing?
: Man, get out of my face with that ****. The mother****er who said that never had to pick up itty bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ***.
: If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.
: Where's my Honda?
: Sorry baby but I had to crash that Honda.