Amazon Prime Video original film Requiem for a Dream was released October 27th, 2000.
#Requiem made $7.3M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 78%
metacritic: 71
imdb: 8.3
Harry Goldfarb
Harry Goldfarb gets addicted to heroin in Brighton Beach, New Jersey.
“Ma! Come on, ma! Why do you have to make a big deal outta this? You know you’ll get the set back in a couple of hours. Why ya gotta make me feel so guilty? Jesus! What are you trying to do? Trying to get me to break my own mother’s set? Or break the radiator? And maybe blow up the house? Is that you’re trying to do? Your own flesh and blood! Is that what you’re trying to do? Your own son? Why do you always gotta play games with my head, for Christ’s sake? Then why won’t you come out?” — Harry Goldfarb
“See what I mean? See how you always gotta upset me, ma? Christ’s sake. Ma? Ma. Come on out. Please, ma? Ah, screw it! What are you, particular all of a sudden? Just give me a hand, Tyrone. Hello. What do you want from me? You want me to schlep it on my back?” — Harry Goldfarb
“Oh, man. It’s something else. We could double our money… easy. I’ll bet in no time we’d get a pound of pure straight from Sal the geep. Ah, no. Nothing, I’m all right.” — Harry Goldfarb
“Aw, shit. I don’t get it. Why are you so hard on your folks. I mean, they give you everything. They hook you up with a croaker shrink. Why don’t you get away from ’em? I don’t know. What about your clothes? Your sketches are great. Open up a store. Why not?” — Harry Goldfarb
“They’re coming. Angel says that this is the time, we should do it now. He’s got some unbelievable shit. Marion, we got this idea. If we get a piece of this stuff, we can cut it up and double our money, no problem. We get off hard knocks and be on easy street.” — Harry Goldfarb
“You know something? I always thought you were the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Ever since I first saw you. Why? Because you thought they were pulling your leg? Somebody like you could really make things all right for me. Remember when I told you about this store? I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I put together some numbers, and it’s not impossible! I mean, you know, you could do it. You should do it!” — Harry Goldfarb
“We could do it together. What do you think? All right, man. Ty? Let’s do this right, man. Huh? Shit! Wait, Ty. Look, this is our chance to make it big. We play it right, we can get a pound of pure. But if we get waisted, we’ll fuck it up. Fair enough.” — Harry Goldfarb
“I don’t understand why you gotta see him. Cut the son of a bitch loose, for Christ’s sake. No. Stop that! I’ll suck your eyeballs out. We’re on our way, baby. We are on our way! It was great out there. I mean, everybody is thirsty. That’s what I’ll do. For my mother. I’ve been thinking about getting something for her. Like… like a present or something. But I didn’t know what I was gonna get. Until now. I finally asked myself, right, what’s her fix? Television, right? If ever there’s a TV junkie, it’s the old lady. I figure I owe her a new set anyway, with all the wear and tear it got… from being schlepped back and forth into old Abe’s all the time.” — Harry Goldfarb
“I, I guess so. You know? Most of the time I just want her to be happy. Let’s push-off first. Hey, ma, easy. You’ll crush me, for Christ’s sake. Hello. No, ma. No, no, ma, nothing. Please sit. You’re making me dizzy, for Christ’s sake. Yeah, I guess you are. That’s great, ma. That’s really great. I’m really happy for you. But will you sit? Please. I’m sorry I haven’t been around in a while, ma, but I’ve been busy. Yeah, real good, real good. Well, I’m sort of a distributor like, for a big importer. Easy. You’re killin’ me. Jesus, you been lifting weights? You were right. Well, I already met one. Ma, don’t, don’t go ape shit. You know her. Marion? Marion Silver. Remember? Yeah, he’s real big in women’s undies. Before you go bouncing all over again and make me forget, just– what I wanna tell you is that I got you a present.” — Harry Goldfarb
“Will you let me tell you what I got ya? Will ya, ma? Christ, you are really something else today, you know that? Look, I know–, well– I’m sorry for being such a bastard. I wanna make it up. I mean, I know I can’t change anything that’s happened. But I want you to know… that I love ya, and that I’m sorry.” — Harry Goldfarb
Marion Silver
“Now what? 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 they have to give. How am I gonna do that? I can’t. When will I have time to hang with you?”
“Hey. Anybody want to waste some time? Who’s Brody? What is it? What’s the catch? Hmm? Really? That’s nice, Harry. Makes me feel really good. Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless. No, no, not like that. I don’t know. I don’t know or even care if they were. Just from them it was… just meaningless, you know? When you say it, I hear it. I really hear it. You think?”
“What is it? Yeah. Because I don’t want him mentioning to my parents that I’ve stopped therapy. They’re already so pissed off at me they’re thinking of cutting me off, you know. Harry, I’m not gonna sleep with him or anything. I’m gonna come home after the concert. You’re jealous! Harry jealous? Put your arms around me.”
“You are so stubborn! Put your arms around me. Mm-hmm.”
“I was just wondering if she was ‘indisposed.’ Can I ask you something personal, Arnold? I– you just have something over here. A little bit, a little bit lower. It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. It’s much better. Arnold!”
“Come to me. Harry! I’m so glad. Hmm? And? You really love her, don’t you? Let’s go get it now. It’s early, Harry. We shouldn’t get going till tonight.”
Sarah Goldfarb
Best Actress in a Leading Role
1 nomination: 2001
Best Performance by an Actress in a Motion Picture – Drama
1 nomination: 2001
“Harold, please, not again the TV. Harold, I wouldn’t do that. The chain isn’t for you, it’s for the robbers. 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.”
“Good afternoon, Mr. Rabinowitz. Although I’m not sure how good it is. And you? Yes, if you don’t mind. I couldn’t do that. Harry’s my only child. He’s all I have. Thank you, Mr. Rabinowitz.”
“Hello? Me. Speaking. I’m not interested– television? Look, I don’t have any– I never thought I’d be on television.”
“When I tell you, you’re gonna jump outta the window. I thought I’d catch a little sun today.”
“Red? You’re telling me that’s red? Then what’s orange? If this is a red, I want to know what’s orange? Stop already. You’ll feel better in the red dress than in the cheese Danish. We’re gonna make it a little darker tomorrow. To go with my red dress. This is not Madonna. And neither is this. But soon. I’m going on a diet.”
“Eggs and grapefruit. It’s not so bad. All day. I’m thinking thin. Like what? Oh, big deal. I’ll sneak another wedge of grapefruit. I’m thinking thin! Sara Goldfarb. You have something for Sara Goldfarb? I’m expecting something. That’s it! Come on.”
“Yeah, I’m eating eggs and grapefruit at Tavern on the Green. Shut up! Hello? Rosie? Sara. I need the number of that doctor.”
“How am I? Enormous. That’s why I’m here. Oh… thank you. I have both. A little? I have 50 pounds I’m willing to donate. Purple in the morning. Blue in the afternoon. Orange in the evening. There’s my three meals, Mr. Smarty Pants. And green at night. Just like that. One, two, three, four. I can almost zip– the red dress? I’ve almost got the zipper up.”
“Are you sure? It’s Harry! Harry, oh! Come inside. We’ll have a little visit. So, how are you, Harry? You’re looking so good. You want something to eat? A little nosh maybe, a piece of cake? I could go and get something. I don’t have anything in the house, but Ada would have something. A cupcake? You want something to eat?”
“You notice anything about me, huh? You notice I’m slimmer? Twenty-five pounds, I lost. Twenty-five pounds! Can you believe it? And that’s only the beginning. Oh, yeah? You got a good job? You’re doing real well? What kind of business? Ohhhh! I’m so happy for you. I always knew you culd do that. Now maybe you’ll meet a nice girl and have a baby? so who is she? Who’s her parents? Oh, Silver! Of course. Manhattan Beach. He’s got a house on the Esplanade. Garment business.”
“I don’t need a present. Just have a baby.”
Tyrone C. Love
“Shit, man. That motherfucker’s starting to look a little seedy. I don’t care if the motherfucker’s growing hair, as long as we get our bread. I ain’t my lepper’s schlepper. Shit.”
“Shit, man, this is some boss scag. I mean, dynomite. 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 buy us a couple of pieces, and we get some whole other shit going on. That’d be righteous.”
“Oooh! That’s what I’m talking about. No hassles. I’m gonna call Brody tomorrow. That’s my sweet connection. Shit, righteous.”
“then we get a pound of pure and retire. You know what that means. No more hacks. Dynamite? It’s dynamite. Dynamite! All right, we on our way. Brody’s man says he got some real fine shit. Here we go.”
“Come on, baby. Naturally. There it is, Jim. There it is, baby. Shall we try it? I know. Hey, look, I ain’t trying to jive you, Jim. I don’t wanna be running the streets, my sneakers ripped up, my nose runnin’ down to my chin. All I’m sayin’ is we should take a little taste so we know how much to cut. It’s business.”
“Shit! Naturally. Naturally. Naturally. Come on now, Alice. Got plenty of time for that. Right now I’m grooving with these new mirrors I got. Oooh! I told ya, mom, one day I’d make it. Huh? Nothin’. Just thinkin’ about you. About the nasty things I’m about to do to ya. I’m gonna get on ya. No, I wouldn’t scare you. I don’t wanna scare nobody. All I want out of life is a little bit of peace and happiness. That’s all. Right now, you’re the finest fox I ever laid my eyes on.”
The Show
“Juice by Tappy! Juice by Tappy! Juice by Tappy! Ohhh, Tappy’s got juice! Tappy’s got juice! Ohhh, Tappy! Juice by Mary! Juice by Mary! Ohhh–“
“Juice! Be excited! Be, be excited! Be excited! Be, be excited!”
“Mrs. Goldfarb? Mrs. Sara Goldfarb? This is Lyle Russel from Maylin and Block. Wait. Mrs. Goldfarb. I’m not selling anything. Nothing. I just want to offer you a chance to be on television. That’s right, television. Congratulations! I’m not looking for money, Mrs. Goldfarb.”
“I’m calling to tell you you’ve already won. Maylin and 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. We’ll be sending you all the necessary information in the mail. Good-bye, congratulations, and take care.”
“Be excited! Be, be excited! Number one! Juice by you! Rule two is no refined sugar. Be excited. Be, be exited. Be excited. Be, be excited. Three!”
Tappy Tibbons
“Juice! 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! Our first winner is a flight attendant from Washington D.C. Please welcome Mary Kellington.”
“Join us in creating excellence. You have more passion for living than you’ve ever imagined.”
“Three things is all I did to change my life. Three things. No red meat! Think about it. What do they stick in red meat? I ate red meat to the point where I would eat it… slab, right off, raw. Loved my meat! I turned it around. You need to be committed. You need to be passionate. No red meat. No red meat for 30 days. No red meat!”
“Three things is all I did to change my life. Three things. Thank you! Three things is all I did. Thirty days is all it takes. Number two! No refined sugar! Now, sugar’s everywhere. You know they even put sugar in bottled water? I was sick with sugar! That was my medicine. It nurtured me. It nurtured my spiraling brain that felt I was a loser. Juice by you!”
“Sodas? Don’t even think about sodas anymore. No sucking candies. None of that stuff. Just stay away from it. No refined sugar. Watch it for 30 days. I’m gonna eat right. I am gonna pick up my spirits, and I am gonna try! I found hope. And in that hope, I found a way–“
“You need to be committed. You need to be passionate. I am a living testament . Sixty-five pounds thinner. I feel great! Number three. Ohhh, number three! This drives people crazy. This is easy so far.”
Arnold the Shrink
“Well– why do you ask? No. She’s fine, thank you. Actually, she’s in Florida. Of course. Anything. What? Gone?”
Brighton Beach, NY
“Hi. Whoopie fuck, the table too! You got a friend. Such a son. A goniff! Your mother needs you like a moose needs a hat rack. How’s it goin’? The usual? What’s up, buddy? Yeah, sounds good. Anything else? Huh? Anything else?”
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Goldfarb. What can I say? You want your TV? 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.”
“Hello? Who is it?”
“Well! So where’s the party? I got a great diet book. Really? Well, in a box you’ll catch it. Relax and think how gorgeous you’ll look with your new red hair. Today the hair, tomorrow the sun. That’s a red. I mean, that’s a red. It’s not a red red, but that’s a red. It’s a red. Yeah. It’s a red. Yeah, I’m telling you.”
“Well, it could be… that it’s a little orange too. Ada told us. It’s gorgeous. Why darker? Yeah, but now it’s looking like Madonna. What diet are you on? I was on that one. Lots of luck. How long you been on it? All day! It’s 1:00! She’s thinking thin. My Louise, she lost 50 pounds just like that. Like what? Poof. What’d you do? Put her in a sweatbox? She went to a doctor. He gave her pills. You don’t want to eat. So? What’s so good about that?”
“You mean, I’m sitting here not thinking about chopped liver and pastrami on rye? You know, you really shouldn’t talk like that when someone’s on a diet. Sara, the mailman. Goldfarb, Goldfarb. Sara Goldfarb. Is that it? Wait, I gotta get my stuff. All right, I can tell you. Your name. What’s your name? S-A-R-A G-O-L-D– F-A-R-B!”
“Hurry, hurry. Let’s hurry. I wonder when you’ll hear. Hi! I wanna come with you! Maybe they’ll send you to the tavern on the green. That’s where they send all the stars. I hope they have that. Hurry before the mailman comes. Here we are. Mail it! Oh,Sara! This is so exciting! This is so exciting!”
“Yeah. Yeah. How are you, Mrs. Goldfarb? I’ve seen much worse. How’s your hearing and vision? The doctor will be with you shortly. I see you’re a little overweight. We can take care of that. No problem.”
“Why don’t you come back to bed, baby? You don’t have to make anything, my sweet. You just have to love your mama. What ya doin’, baby? What ya doin’? Ty, you scare me to death. That is thin! She doesn’t look like the same person. The mailman! Mrs. Goldfarb, when I see it, I’m gonna wave it all over the place. Yeah, I’m sure.”
“What did he say? Don’t worry, Sara, it’ll come. Yeah, don’t worry. It’ll come. Hi, Harry! Hello, Harry!”
