Pulp Fiction/ Bedroom Scene/ Butch and Fabienne

Fabienne: I was looking at myself in the mirror. Butch: Uh-huh. Fabienne: I wish I had a pot. Butch: You were lookin’ at yourself in the mirror, and you wish you had some pot? Fabienne: A pot. A pot belly. Pot bellies are sexy. Butch: Well, you should be happy… ’cause you have one. Fabienne: Shut up, fatso! I don’t have a pot. I have a bit of a tummy, like Madonna when she did lucky star. It’s not the same thing. Butch: I didn’t know there was such a difference between a pot belly and a tummy. Fabienne: The difference is huge. Butch: Would you like it if I had a pot belly? Fabienne: No. Pot bellies make a man look either oafish or like a gorilla. But on a woman, a pot belly is very sexy. The rest of you is normal. Normal face, normal legs, normal hips, normal ass, but with a big perfectly round pot belly. If I had one, I’d wear a t-shirt 2 sizes too small to accentuate it. Butch: You think men would find that attractive? Fabienne: I don’t give a damn what men find attractive. It’s unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.

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