Requiem for a Dream Quotes
Harry Goldfarb : [ Waking up after his arm was amputated ] Marion? Marion?
Angelic Nurse : Don't worry, you're in a hospital.
Harry Goldfarb : Marion?
Angelic Nurse : Who's that? She'll be sent for, she'll come.
Harry Goldfarb : No... she won't.
Angelic Nurse : She'll come.
Harry Goldfarb : [ Crying ] No... she won't come.
Angelic Nurse : Don't worry, you're in a hospital.
Harry Goldfarb : Marion?
Angelic Nurse : Who's that? She'll be sent for, she'll come.
Harry Goldfarb : No... she won't.
Angelic Nurse : She'll come.
Harry Goldfarb : [ Crying ] No... she won't come.
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Tyrone : [ about the TV ] Shit, this muthafucka's startin' to look a little seedy, man.
Harry : What's the matter, you particular all the sudden?
Tyrone : Hey, baby, I don't care if the motherfucker's growing hair just so long as we get our bread.
Harry : What's the matter, you particular all the sudden?
Tyrone : Hey, baby, I don't care if the motherfucker's growing hair just so long as we get our bread.
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Sara Goldfarb : [ examining her newly dyed hair ] Well then... what's orange? If this is red, I wanna know, What's orange?
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Young Tyrone : I told you I would make it Mama.
Tyrone's Mother : Oh, you don't have to make anything, my sweet, you just have to love your mother.
Tyrone's Mother : Oh, you don't have to make anything, my sweet, you just have to love your mother.
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Harry : [ about the failed drug score ] Some dumbass junkie!
Marion : Did what? Some dumbass junkie did what? You mean, you fucked it up!
Harry : What the fuck is wrong with you?
Marion : You promised me that everything was gonna be ok remember? I fucked that sleaze bag for you, then I put myself through fucking hell for you?
Harry : Theres nothing out there!
Marion : I don't give a shit! You fucking loser!
Marion : Did what? Some dumbass junkie did what? You mean, you fucked it up!
Harry : What the fuck is wrong with you?
Marion : You promised me that everything was gonna be ok remember? I fucked that sleaze bag for you, then I put myself through fucking hell for you?
Harry : Theres nothing out there!
Marion : I don't give a shit! You fucking loser!
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Marion : Getting the money's not the problem Harry.
Harry Goldfarb : Then what's the problem?
Marion : I don't know what I'm going to have to do to get it.
Harry Goldfarb : Then what's the problem?
Marion : I don't know what I'm going to have to do to get it.
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Harry Goldfarb : [ Harry has just found out that Sara is on diet pills ] Does he give you pills?
Sara Goldfarb : Of course he gives me pills. He's a doctor!
Harry Goldfarb : What kind of pills?
Sara Goldfarb : Oh... erm... a blue one, a purple one... and a...
Harry Goldfarb : I mean, what's in them.
Sara Goldfarb : Of course he gives me pills. He's a doctor!
Harry Goldfarb : What kind of pills?
Sara Goldfarb : Oh... erm... a blue one, a purple one... and a...
Harry Goldfarb : I mean, what's in them.
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Harry Goldfarb : [ moaning in pain ] Oh Jesus Christ... I need a doctor, man... I can't take it man, my arm, MY FUCKING ARM!
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Harry Goldfarb : [ on the phone ] Marion... I've been thinking about you so much... are you okay?
Marion : When are you coming home?
Harry Goldfarb : Soon.
Marion : When?
Harry Goldfarb : Soon... you holding out alright?
Marion : Harry... can you come today?
Harry Goldfarb : Yeah... [ starts to cry ]
Harry Goldfarb : I'll come... I'll come today. You just wait for me, alright?
Marion : Harry...
Harry Goldfarb : I'm coming back, Marion.
Marion : Yeah.
Harry Goldfarb : I'm really sorry, Marion...
Marion : I know.
Marion : When are you coming home?
Harry Goldfarb : Soon.
Marion : When?
Harry Goldfarb : Soon... you holding out alright?
Marion : Harry... can you come today?
Harry Goldfarb : Yeah... [ starts to cry ]
Harry Goldfarb : I'll come... I'll come today. You just wait for me, alright?
Marion : Harry...
Harry Goldfarb : I'm coming back, Marion.
Marion : Yeah.
Harry Goldfarb : I'm really sorry, Marion...
Marion : I know.
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Court Doctor : [ repeatedly ] Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Prisoner : Yes, sir.
Court Doctor : OK for work.
Court Doctor : [ arriving at Tyrone's place in the line ] Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone : [ nods, whispering ] Yes, sir, yes, sir.
Prison Guard : [ hits Tyrone in the face ] Say "sir"! God damn New York dope fiend niggers. Learn some manners!
Court Doctor : Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone : [ insulted ] Yes, sir.
Court Doctor : OK for work. [ moving to Harry ]
Court Doctor : Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Prison Guard : Says he's got something wrong with his arm. [ the doctor grabs Harry's arm and turns over the wound, causing him to scream in pain ]
Court Doctor : I don't think you'll be puttin' any more dope in that arm.
Prison Guard : Smells worse than he do.
Court Doctor : Better get him over to the hospital. I don't expect him to live out the week.
Prisoner : Yes, sir.
Court Doctor : OK for work.
Court Doctor : [ arriving at Tyrone's place in the line ] Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone : [ nods, whispering ] Yes, sir, yes, sir.
Prison Guard : [ hits Tyrone in the face ] Say "sir"! God damn New York dope fiend niggers. Learn some manners!
Court Doctor : Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone : [ insulted ] Yes, sir.
Court Doctor : OK for work. [ moving to Harry ]
Court Doctor : Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Prison Guard : Says he's got something wrong with his arm. [ the doctor grabs Harry's arm and turns over the wound, causing him to scream in pain ]
Court Doctor : I don't think you'll be puttin' any more dope in that arm.
Prison Guard : Smells worse than he do.
Court Doctor : Better get him over to the hospital. I don't expect him to live out the week.
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