梦之安魂曲 Requiem for a Dream (2000)【完整台词】
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Juice by Tappy. Juice by Tappy.
Juice by Tappy.
Tappy got juice. Tappy got juice.
Whoa, Tappy.
Juice. Juice. Who wants juice?
Juice.
Juice by you. Juice by you.
Juice. Juice by you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
- We got a winner.
- We got a winner.
I said, we got a winner.
- We got a winner.
- We got a winner.
We got a winner.
Our winner is a flight attendant
from Washington, D.C.
Please welcome Mary Kellington.
Juice by Mary. Juice by Mary.
Juice by Mary.
Harold, please, not again the TV.
Ma. Come on, Ma.
Why you have to make
such a big deal, Ma?
You know you'll get the set back
in a couple of hours.
Why you gotta make me feel
so guilty, Ma?
Jesus. What are you trying to do?
You trying to get me
to break my mother's set?
Or break the radiator?
Maybe blow up the whole house?
Is that what you're trying to do?
Your own flesh and blood, Ma.
Is that what you're trying to do?
Your own son.
Why you always gotta play games
with my head, for chrissake?
Harold, I wouldn't do that.
But the chain isn't for you.
It's for the robbers.
Then why won't you come out?
See what I mean? You see how you
always gotta upset me, Ma?
For chrissake.
Ma?
Ma.
Come on out. Please, Ma?
Screw it.
This isn't happening.
And if it should be happening,
it would be all right.
So don't worry, Seymour.
It'll all work out.
You'll see already.
In the end, it's all nice.
Shit, man.
That motherfucker starting
to look a little seedy, Jim.
What, are you particular
all of a sudden?
Hey, baby, I don't care
if your motherfucker growing hair...
...as long as we get our bread.
- Just give me a hand, Ty.
- All right, man. We're out of here.
Look at that.
- Hello.
- Hi.
Whoopie fuck. The table too.
What do you want from me, huh?
You want me to schlep it on my back?
- You got it, friend.
- I ain't my leopard schlepping. Shit.
Such a son, a goner.
Your mother needs you
like a moose needs a hat rack.
What?
Shit, man.
This is some boss skag, baby.
I mean, dynamite.
Oh, man, it's something else.
You know what we need to do?
We need to get us a piece
of this Brody shit...
...cut it up, and off it.
We could double our money easy.
We could buy us a couple of pieces...
...and we got some whole
another shit going on.
That would be righteous.
I bet in no time at all...
...we could get a pound of pure
straight from Sal the Geep.
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
No hassles.
- How's it going, babe?
- What's up, buddy?
- The usual?
- Yeah, it sounds good.
Jesus Christ.
Anything else?
No. Nothing. I'm all right.
- Good afternoon, Mrs. Goldfarb.
- Good afternoon, Mr. Rabinowitz.
Although I'm not so sure
how good it is.
- And you?
- What can I say?
- You want your TV?
- Yes, if you don't mind.
Mrs. Goldfarb, can I ask you
a question, you won't take it personal?
How many years we know each other?
Who's to count?
Why don't you tell already the police?
Maybe they could talk to Harry?
He wouldn't be stealing
no more the TV.
Mr. Rabinowitz, I couldn't do that.
Harry's my only child.
He's all I have.
Thank you, Mr. Rabinowitz.
Join us in creating excellence. Juice.
You'll have more passion for living
than you ever imagined.
Be excited. Be, be excited.
- Yeah.
- Be excited. Be, be excited.
Change your life. Completely turn it
around. They got the juice?
- Yeah. They got the juice.
- Juice it up.
Hello. Who is it?
- Shit.
- Now what?
It will change your life.
You know how my life started out.
I was an overweight man,
living in a one-room apartment.
I didn't have the money
to feed myself anymore.
I had no will to live.
I'd hit my rock bottom.
I stopped right there. In 30 days...
- Hello?
- Mrs. Goldfarb? Mrs. Sara Goldfarb?
Me, speaking.
Mrs. Goldfarb, this is Lyle Russel
from Malin & Block.
- I'm not interested.
- Wait, Mrs. Goldfarb.
I'm not selling anything. Nothing.
I just want to offer you a chance...
...to be on television.
- You see, Malin & Block...
- Television?
That's right, Mrs. Goldfarb.
Television. Congratulations.
- Look, I don't have any...
- I'm not looking for money.
I'm calling to tell you
you've already won.
Malin & Block discovers contestants
for most of America's television shows.
You've already been chosen
from a long list...
...of potential contestants,
meaning you've already won.
Yes, Mrs. Goldfarb.
I never thought I'd be on television.
I'm just a...
That's right. You, on television.
We'll be sending you all
the necessary information in the mail.
Goodbye, congratulations,
and take care.
Juice my life.
But I don't get it.
Why are you so hard on your folks?
I mean, they give you everything.
They hook you up with an apartment,
with a croaker shrink.
Which is fine, you know. It's great.
It's just money is never
what I really wanted from them.
You know?
That's pretty much all I have to give.
Why don't you get away from them?
How am I gonna do that?
I don't know.
What about your clothes?
Your sketches are great.
Open up a store.
I can't.
Why not?
Then when will I have time
to hang with you?
Well.
So where's the party?
When I tell you,
you're gonna jump out of the window.
This is a tough one.
I got a great diet book.
Hey.
They're coming.
Be excited. Be, be excited.
- Thanks for the tip.
- Thanks for the tip.
Thank you.
It was commitment, it was passion,
it was three things.
Three things that I did. Three things
that I found could change my life.
I thought I'd catch a little sun today.
Really? Well, in a box, you'll catch it.
Why don't you just relax...
...and think how gorgeous you'll look
with your new red hair, huh?
Today the hair, tomorrow the sun.
Anybody want to waste some time?
Angel says this is the time.
We should do it now.
- Shit, I'm gonna call Brody tomorrow.
- Who's Brody?
That's my sweet connection.
He's got some unbelievable shit.
Shit, righteous.
Look, Marion, we got this idea.
What is it?
If we get a piece of this stuff, we can
cut it up and double our money.
Shit, man, then we get us
a pound of pure and retire.
Now, you know what that means.
Homeboy has it.
We can get off hard knocks,
and be on easy street.
Shit.
What's the catch?
That's a red. I mean, that's a red.
I mean, it's not a red red,
but that's a red. It's a red.
- Red?
- Yeah. It's a red.
- You're telling me that's red?
- Yeah, I'm telling you. It's a red.
Then what's orange?
If this is a red,
I want to know, what's orange?
Well, it could be...
...that it's a little orange too.
Juice by Tappy.
Tappy got juice. Tappy got juice.
Whoa, Tappy.
Juice. Juice. Who wants juice?
Juice.
Juice by you. Juice by you.
Juice. Juice by you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
- We got a winner.
- We got a winner.
I said, we got a winner.
- We got a winner.
- We got a winner.
We got a winner.
Our winner is a flight attendant
from Washington, D.C.
Please welcome Mary Kellington.
Juice by Mary. Juice by Mary.
Juice by Mary.
Harold, please, not again the TV.
Ma. Come on, Ma.
Why you have to make
such a big deal, Ma?
You know you'll get the set back
in a couple of hours.
Why you gotta make me feel
so guilty, Ma?
Jesus. What are you trying to do?
You trying to get me
to break my mother's set?
Or break the radiator?
Maybe blow up the whole house?
Is that what you're trying to do?
Your own flesh and blood, Ma.
Is that what you're trying to do?
Your own son.
Why you always gotta play games
with my head, for chrissake?
Harold, I wouldn't do that.
But the chain isn't for you.
It's for the robbers.
Then why won't you come out?
See what I mean? You see how you
always gotta upset me, Ma?
For chrissake.
Ma?
Ma.
Come on out. Please, Ma?
Screw it.
This isn't happening.
And if it should be happening,
it would be all right.
So don't worry, Seymour.
It'll all work out.
You'll see already.
In the end, it's all nice.
Shit, man.
That motherfucker starting
to look a little seedy, Jim.
What, are you particular
all of a sudden?
Hey, baby, I don't care
if your motherfucker growing hair...
...as long as we get our bread.
- Just give me a hand, Ty.
- All right, man. We're out of here.
Look at that.
- Hello.
- Hi.
Whoopie fuck. The table too.
What do you want from me, huh?
You want me to schlep it on my back?
- You got it, friend.
- I ain't my leopard schlepping. Shit.
Such a son, a goner.
Your mother needs you
like a moose needs a hat rack.
What?
Shit, man.
This is some boss skag, baby.
I mean, dynamite.
Oh, man, it's something else.
You know what we need to do?
We need to get us a piece
of this Brody shit...
...cut it up, and off it.
We could double our money easy.
We could buy us a couple of pieces...
...and we got some whole
another shit going on.
That would be righteous.
I bet in no time at all...
...we could get a pound of pure
straight from Sal the Geep.
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
No hassles.
- How's it going, babe?
- What's up, buddy?
- The usual?
- Yeah, it sounds good.
Jesus Christ.
Anything else?
No. Nothing. I'm all right.
- Good afternoon, Mrs. Goldfarb.
- Good afternoon, Mr. Rabinowitz.
Although I'm not so sure
how good it is.
- And you?
- What can I say?
- You want your TV?
- Yes, if you don't mind.
Mrs. Goldfarb, can I ask you
a question, you won't take it personal?
How many years we know each other?
Who's to count?
Why don't you tell already the police?
Maybe they could talk to Harry?
He wouldn't be stealing
no more the TV.
Mr. Rabinowitz, I couldn't do that.
Harry's my only child.
He's all I have.
Thank you, Mr. Rabinowitz.
Join us in creating excellence. Juice.
You'll have more passion for living
than you ever imagined.
Be excited. Be, be excited.
- Yeah.
- Be excited. Be, be excited.
Change your life. Completely turn it
around. They got the juice?
- Yeah. They got the juice.
- Juice it up.
Hello. Who is it?
- Shit.
- Now what?
It will change your life.
You know how my life started out.
I was an overweight man,
living in a one-room apartment.
I didn't have the money
to feed myself anymore.
I had no will to live.
I'd hit my rock bottom.
I stopped right there. In 30 days...
- Hello?
- Mrs. Goldfarb? Mrs. Sara Goldfarb?
Me, speaking.
Mrs. Goldfarb, this is Lyle Russel
from Malin & Block.
- I'm not interested.
- Wait, Mrs. Goldfarb.
I'm not selling anything. Nothing.
I just want to offer you a chance...
...to be on television.
- You see, Malin & Block...
- Television?
That's right, Mrs. Goldfarb.
Television. Congratulations.
- Look, I don't have any...
- I'm not looking for money.
I'm calling to tell you
you've already won.
Malin & Block discovers contestants
for most of America's television shows.
You've already been chosen
from a long list...
...of potential contestants,
meaning you've already won.
Yes, Mrs. Goldfarb.
I never thought I'd be on television.
I'm just a...
That's right. You, on television.
We'll be sending you all
the necessary information in the mail.
Goodbye, congratulations,
and take care.
Juice my life.
But I don't get it.
Why are you so hard on your folks?
I mean, they give you everything.
They hook you up with an apartment,
with a croaker shrink.
Which is fine, you know. It's great.
It's just money is never
what I really wanted from them.
You know?
That's pretty much all I have to give.
Why don't you get away from them?
How am I gonna do that?
I don't know.
What about your clothes?
Your sketches are great.
Open up a store.
I can't.
Why not?
Then when will I have time
to hang with you?
Well.
So where's the party?
When I tell you,
you're gonna jump out of the window.
This is a tough one.
I got a great diet book.
Hey.
They're coming.
Be excited. Be, be excited.
- Thanks for the tip.
- Thanks for the tip.
Thank you.
It was commitment, it was passion,
it was three things.
Three things that I did. Three things
that I found could change my life.
I thought I'd catch a little sun today.
Really? Well, in a box, you'll catch it.
Why don't you just relax...
...and think how gorgeous you'll look
with your new red hair, huh?
Today the hair, tomorrow the sun.
Anybody want to waste some time?
Angel says this is the time.
We should do it now.
- Shit, I'm gonna call Brody tomorrow.
- Who's Brody?
That's my sweet connection.
He's got some unbelievable shit.
Shit, righteous.
Look, Marion, we got this idea.
What is it?
If we get a piece of this stuff, we can
cut it up and double our money.
Shit, man, then we get us
a pound of pure and retire.
Now, you know what that means.
Homeboy has it.
We can get off hard knocks,
and be on easy street.
Shit.
What's the catch?
That's a red. I mean, that's a red.
I mean, it's not a red red,
but that's a red. It's a red.
- Red?
- Yeah. It's a red.
- You're telling me that's red?
- Yeah, I'm telling you. It's a red.
Then what's orange?
If this is a red,
I want to know, what's orange?
Well, it could be...
...that it's a little orange too.
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