The Pawnbroker Page #5
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- 1964
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You wouldn't get
your father's corpse
Into the ground if
not for the store.
Papa is dead.
That's what you wanted, isn't it?
I'm good, pawnbroker.
I'm real good.
I know things you haven't
never even dreamed about.
Just $20 more.
I make you happy.
Like you've never known.
I'll show you how pretty I am.
Don't you say nothin'
about this, you hear?
Nothin'. Like I said,
If my boss was to find out
I been messin' around in private...
So don't tell Rodriguez nothin'.
Rodriguez?
Rodriguez...
the big man...
The boss.
The biggest in Harlem.
You mean...
You work for Rodriguez?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, he's got lots of
irons in the fire.
He's a powerful man,
So it's better if you
don't tell him a thing.
But I got to get me some money.
Look.
Look.
That's it. Look.
Look.
Look.
That's it. Look!
It don't cost you nothin' to look.
That's it. Just look.
Look.
Look.
Aah!
I can't tell you, Nazerman,
How I've looked forward to this.
People I come in contact with...
They're dumbheads.
You've got background.
The real thing.
Me, I never had a
regular education,
But I've got a feel for things.
You...
Are a welcome change
of pace for me.
Say...
If all you wanted was
to come here and stare,
I could've sent you a picture.
Ok, partner...
What's your beef?
That whorehouse down
the street from me...
Do you own it?
You wouldn't be trying to get...
It's your whorehouse, isn't it?
Assume it is, then what?
I don't want your money
if it's from there.
Say that again.
I don't want your money
if it's from there.
Why?
It's money that comes
from filth and horror!
That's what it is, professor.
Then...
We can have no longer
anything to do further...
Professor...
You don't know it, but
the lecture is over.
Now, you're going to listen to me.
Where do you think the money
You've been living on
comes from, professor?
Money you pay for
an old jew's keep,
Money you give Tessie.
Money you pay for a nice,
fat house on long island
And the nice, fat family
you support there?
Oh, I know all about you.
And how. I know where
From me.
And one of the places I get it most
Is from whorehouses
And bowling alleys and parking lots
And hotel linens and tenements.
Now tell me where you
thought it was coming from.
I don't know.
That makes you stupid, professor.
Right in the middle of
one big whorehouse,
Right in the bosom of the world!
How do you say it...
Filth, horror?
Right in the middle and
you don't know it.
Because you don't want to know.
Are you that kind of man, professor,
that doesn't want to know about things,
Feel about things?
Are you that kind?
That makes you nothing!
A ton of nothing!
You give me a front,
and I give you money,
So don't hang up on me, professor.
Not again.
Look at me.
Look at me!
I said...
Those papers you haven't signed...
By tomorrow morning, signed.
What?
Yes.
Yes?
Yes.
Yes?
Yes?
Yes.
Yes?
Yes.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Oh, yes.
Happy dreams, uncle.
Come in.
Can I get you something?
Coffee?
No, I thank you. No.
I was out on the terrace
when you phoned.
I couldn't sleep.
Would you...
It's very lovely in the morning.
That's why I got this apartment...
This terrace.
The city and the river.
We had a...
We had a river in Germany.
Tell me about it.
That was long ago.
That was...
That was before Europe
became a graveyard.
What made you come here?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Just...
Things have been happening lately,
And...
I felt I needed to be with someone.
What things, Mr. Nazerman?
Well, it's just that suddenly,
In the last few days,
I feel afraid, and...
It's been a long
time since I felt...
Anything.
Fear.
Fear, fear.
That's what I felt.
And then I, uh...
I called you.
I'm sorry that you're so alone.
Oh, no, no, no.
You don't understand.
It's just that there
have been memories
That I have...
Well, I thought that I had...
Pushed them far away from me,
And they keep rushing in...
And then there are words...
Words that I thought I have
kept myself from hearing
And... now...
Now they...
Flood my mind.
Yeah.
Today is an anniversary.
What happened?
Happened?
Yes.
I didn't die.
Everything that I loved...
Was taken away from me and...
I did not die.
Mr. Nazerman...
There was...
Nothing I could do.
Ha.
Nothing.
Strange?
I could do nothing.
No, there was nothing I could do.
Why do you sit like that?
I got... chilled.
I got chilled listening to you...
And not being able to
do anything for you.
Sol!
Sol, don't let him fall!
David?
Sol, he's falling!
Oh, god, David!
Sol! Sol!
Ruthie!
I can't do anything!
Oh, my god, I can't do nothing.
David. David!
David! David!
Mr. Nazerman.
Mr. Nazerman.
Are you all right?
You-you don't look good.
Listen, I...
Mr. Nazerman.
Do you remember me?
The Oratory Award.
Just to carry me over until I...
Well... I have this for you.
Don't scratch them.
$50.
$2.00.
You're crazy.
$2.00 for a leica camera?
What the hell are you saying?
$1.00.
That's better?
You're out of your mind for sure.
Whatever you want to give.
I've got no use for them anymore.
How much do you want to borrow?
Oh, I-I don't know.
$20?
$50.
I'll let you have it for $2.00.
Why, yes, I'll just
take that watch.
Now, just wait a minute.
This says, uh...
It says 121/2 bucks, lady.
You got a mouth, boy.
Pawnbroker says...
I don't care.
You want this article,
You come up with $12.50.
That's what the sign say.
Mr. Nazerman.
Mr. Nazerman, are you ok? Huh?
Leave me alone, Ortiz.
Ok, I'll do that, Mr. Nazerman.
I'll do that. First I want to know,
Are you ok?
I'm ok.
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure! I'm ok.
Now just leave me alone.
That's all right. I'm just
concerned, that's all.
After all, you're my teacher.
Ha. I'm your what?
You're my teacher.
Hmm.
I'm a student to you.
You're nothing to me.
For true?
For true.
You mean, I'm like...
The rest of them out there?
That's right.
You're like the rest
of them out there.
You're nothing to me.
I'll go for lunch now.
Go to lunch.
Do what you please,
But just leave me alone.
Now, go!
See you later.
It's at closing time.
Hmm?
I said it's at closing time.
How come?
That's when it's got to be.
Now I said it,
And I'm saying it again.
No shootin'.
What's the matter,
No.
I'm worrying about Jesus Ortiz.
Now...
I got a plan.
Then this jive cop, he said,
"Mon, I'm sympathetic
To the problems of your race."
You were supposed to deliver
the papers this morning.
They better be signed.
Sign them.
And if I don't sign the papers...
What do you do to me
then, you kill me?
Oh, yes.
So kill me.
Pardon me, uncle.
Professor...
You have to kill me.
That's what you want.
That's what you really
want, professor, isn't it?
I'll tell you what.
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