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44.     INT. MOTEL (ROOM SIX) - NIGHT                                   44.

        Butch enters and turns on the light.

        Lying curled up on the bed, fully dressed, with her back to us

        is Butch's French girlfriend, FABIAN.

                                  FABIAN

                       Keep the light off.

        Butch flicks the switch back, making the room dark again.

                                  BUTCH

                       Is that better, sugar pop?

                                  FABIAN

                       Oui.  Hard day at the office?

                                  BUTCH

                       Pretty hard.  I got into a fight.

                                  FABIAN

                       Poor baby.  Can we make spoons?

        Butch climbs into bed, spooning Fabian from behind.

Tags: pulp fiction, screenplay, sugarpop

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