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[Pulp Fiction] Exactly who were the guys that fucked Marcellus Wallace?

In the (most bodacious) opening scenes of Pulp Fiction, Vincent Vega and the BAMF visit the apartment to reacquire Marcellus Wallace's briefcase of god-rays.  What i never understood is that the guys in the room just look like unassuming college kids.  Not the kinds of people that would want to try and fuck over Marcellus Wallace.  Other than the guy in the back room, they are about as threatening as a potato.

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Who were they and what was their deal?
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They liked to style themselves entrepreneurs. They had an idea, or a skill. Given a certain briefcase, which contained certain item(s), they could turn around and create a big pile of cash. They approached Marcellus with a proposal: Marcellus supplies the briefcase, the boys work their magic, and Marcellus gets to take part of that big pile of cash.

Unfortunately, things got a little fucked up. Maybe the deal where they would have exchanged the briefcase to some third party for the cash fell through. Maybe their chemical process didn’t work quite the way they thought it would.
Maybe no one would buy, maybe they got pushed off their street corner, or out of the game. Could be their buyer turned up dead or maybe someone just changed up their routine or started using a new technique and now they had to come up with a whole new plan to turn the briefcase into cash. Who knows? Their plan could have been anything from making drugs, to selling an ancient artifact, to rigging  some student’s test scores (for a price).
It’s always possible there was no plan, and they intended to double cross Marcellus from the start.

Regardless, the boys missed their deadline. Marcellus calls to ask where the money is at and they stall. They say they need a little more time, they’ll have it wrapped up next week. Or the next. Or the next. They say it’s all just a big misunderstanding. That they never meant for things to get fucked up like this, but they’ll make it right. And so on, and so on.


Eventually Marcellus realizes he’s not gonna see that big pile of cash. It’s time to cut losses. He’s gonna send some boys over to (a) recover the valuables in the briefcase, and (b) make sure that those boys don’t bother him anymore, and that everyone knows not to try and fuck Marcellus Wallace.