Requiem for a Dream Page #5
I have to know when I'm
going to be on television.
I'm Sara Goldfarb, and...
...and you should tell me when
I'm going to be on television.
Just sit for a moment.
I'll ring them.
I just want to know when.
Maybe you lost my card.
Please dolly, you'll have
a look and you'll tell me.
It's not the prizes.
I'll give them away.
I just want to be
on the show.
I've waited so long to be...
...on with my Harry...
...and grandson.
Here, Mrs. Goldfarb, sip this.
Sometimes it takes awhile
to get called for a show...
...Mrs. Goldfarb.
-This her?
-Yes.
Can you walk?
I'm walking across this stage.
And you should see
my Harry on television.
I just wanted
to be on the show!
-What's her name?
-We think it's Sara Goldfarb.
Call Seymore and tell him to
meet me at the beauty parlor.
I've got the dress that I
wore to Harry's graduation...
...and the gold shoes.
Okay Mrs. Goldfarb.
Here we go.
One... two... three...
Let's take it nice and easy.
Yeah?
Yeah?
Hi...
I'm going to be on television.
Oh, sheeit.
God damned jim,
how long you had that?
A few days.
That sh*t don't
look too good.
It don't feel too
good either, man.
take care of that.
Hey, what's wrong with you.
Don't shoot in there.
I'll blow it if I don't.
F*** it!
Oh sh*t.
Hi, how are you.
Can you hear me?
Yes, Seymore.
-Did you take anything?
-I took my red dress in.
No emergency.
Take her to psych.
Come on in.
What's your name?
Marion.
Well what do you know.
Maid Marion.
I'm Little John.
You have a beautiful view...
What I like best about patty
chicks is they give good head.
Black broads don't know
nothing about no head.
I don't know why.
Maybe it has something
to do with some ancient...
...tribal custom.
Better save some
of that energy.
I know it's purty baby...
...but I didn't take
it out for air.
I told you to stay
away from that arm.
I gotta call Marion, man.
Well it's about to be a
long distance call now.
That's six hundred miles.
Man, we are six hundred
miles closer to Miami.
Yeah. We're also six hundred
miles further away...
...from New York, Ty.
You know, I know where
you could pick up...
...a real nice taste.
Sunday night we're throwing
a little gathering.
All good people.
I can't. I'm busy.
Anyway, I'm not
really hooked.
Yeah, I know. But I'm tellin'
ya', it's a real nice taste.
I'll see you Sunday,
Maid Marion.
Okay Mrs. Goldfarb. Just try
and answer my questions, okay.
When did you start
taking the pills?
The summer.
You started in the summer.
Last summer?
I got the best
place in the sun.
-Okay.
-Ada fixed my hair.
Everything's going to be
alright, Mrs. Goldfarb.
We'll get you all
fixed up in no time.
You're okay. You're okay.
I can't cut it, man. I gotta
Let's see what it looks like.
Oh man.
That's the ugliest mothafucka'
I've ever seen.
I gotta call Marion.
F*** that.
We got to get you
to a hospital, man.
What is that?
What is that?
What's the problem?
My arm.
-My arm, it's killing me.
-Let's have a look at it.
Alright.
I'll be back in a minute.
I want to just play black
jack all night long.
I tell them ''Hey, you guys go
ahead, I don't feel good.
Sure enough,
they leave the room...
Ready? One... two... three...
And then as soon
as they leave...
...I go running back
down to the casino...
Sit at my blackjack table.
Man, I am there for
the whole night.
Finally I get up so big
I got five hundred dollar...
...black chips in my pocket.
I swear to God, the hours
are going by, I'm laying bets.
He's a security guard...
...and he's telling me
I have to leave.
I'm like ''why are you
telling me I have to leave?''
S-w-a-l-l-o-w!
You have to eat,
Mrs. Goldfarb.
lf we're going to get you
healthy, you have to eat.
Try and work with
the attendants.
I'm going to try
some new medications.
Hello?
Marion?
Harry?
Marion...
...I've been thinking
about you so much,
Are you okay?
When are you coming home?
Soon.
When?
Soon.
You holding out alright?
Harry...
...can you come today?
I'll come.
I'll come today,
Just wait for me, alright.
Okay, Harry.
I'm coming back, Marion,
-Yeah.
-Marion.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, Marion.
I know.
Mrs. Goldfarb...
...are you alright?
Mrs. Goldfarb, we've tried
several medications...
...and you don't seem
to be responding.
...want to try some
alternative methods.
We've had excellent results
with ECTin the past.
So if I can just get...
...your John Hancock...
...we'll get underway.
Jesus krist.
I need a doctor.
My friend is sick.
Can you help, please?
I can't take it. My arm!
My f***ing arm!
Help me!
Somebody f***ing
help us please.
Maid Marion.
Welcome.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir.
-Okay for work.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir.
-Okay for work.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir,
-Okay for work,
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Yes sir.
Okay for work,
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir,
-Okay for work,
Fellows, meet Marion.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir,
-Okay for work,
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
-Yes sir,
-Okay for work,
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Showtime.
Can you hear me,
Can you see me?
Yes,
Yes sir.
God damn New Yawk
dope fien niggas,
Learn some manners.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Yes, sir.
Okay for work.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Says he's got something
wrong with his arm.
I don't think you'll be putting
any more dope in that arm.
Better get him over
to the hospital.
I don't expect he'll
live out the week.
One.
That's the trouble with
you New York dope fiends.
You got a rotten attitude.
You know that?
So what are we
going to do now?
Ass to ass.
Put your spineless
back into it. Come on.
And... three.
And... two.
Okay. Ready.
And three.
Cum. Cum. Cum.
Cum. Cum.
We're taking it off
at the shoulder.
Cum, Cum.
Cum. Cum. Cum.
Cum, Cum. Cum.
Cum. Cum.
Cum. Cum, Cum.
Marion!
It's alright.
Don't worry.
You're in a hospital.
-Marion?
-Who's that?
She'll be sent for.
She'll come.
No...
No?
No. She won't.
She'll come.
-Alright, we got a winner,
-We got a winner!
-Oh, we got a winner!
-We got a winner!
Our next winner is that
delightful personality,
Straight from Brighton
Beach, Brooklyn,
Please, give a juicy welcome
to Mrs, Sara Goldfarb,
I'm delighted to tell
you that you have just won...
...the grand prize!
and his own private business.
And is about to get
married this summer.
Would you please give a
warm and juicy welcome...
...Harry Goldfarb!
Juice by Harry!
Juice by Harry!
Harry's got Juice!
Harry's got Juice!
Oh Harry!
I love you Harry.
I love you too ma.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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