Requiem for a Dream

                            SARA
              Louise, it's Sara.  I need the
              number of that doctor.

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INT. MARION'S APARTMENT

on Harry looking hollow.

                            HARRY
              Why do you have to see him for
              krist's sake?  Cut the son of a
              bitch loose.

Marion is dressing herself up in front of the mirror.  She
looks like a million bucks in a chic black dress.  She
carefully applies her lipstick.

                            MARION
              I don't want him mentioning to my
              parents that I have stopped therapy.
              They're already pissed at me and
              they're thinking of cutting me off.

Marion turns and touches Harry's face tenderly.

                            MARION
              Sweetheart, I am not going to sleep
              with him.  He's got some issue with
              womanly blood so I told him I'm on
              the rag.  He's planning on going
              home after the concert.

Harry tries not to sulk, but his chin dips.  Then Marion
chuckles but Harry doesn't respond.  Suddenly, she hugs him
and squeals with absolute glee.

                            MARION
              Oh Harry, you're jealous!

Harry half-heartedly tries to push her away but Marion
doesn't let him.

                                                               34.

                            MARION
              Come on, sweetheart, put your arms
              around me, come on, please!?
              Please!?

She lifts his hands and puts them on her shoulders as she
snuggles deeper into him.  Then she starts kissing him on
the ears, eyelids and neck and soon he starts to giggle.

                            HARRY
              Come on, stop, stop you crazy girl
              or I'll bite you on the throat.

They laugh as they tickle each other and cover each other in
kisses.

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INT. RAOUL'S CAFE - NIGHT

A fancy French pretension -- two plates of frogs' legs, two
glasses of Cinzano with twists, and a stunning Marion with a
dumpy Arnold the Shrink.

                            ARNOLD THE SHRINK
              I'm disappointed that you are
              indisposed.

                            MARION
              Is Anita out of town or something?

                            ARNOLD THE SHRINK
              Why do you ask?

                            MARION
              I'm just curious if she's
              'indisposed'.

                            ARNOLD THE SHRINK
                     (taken aback)
              Marion.  No she's fine.

                            MARION
              Can I ask you something personal,
              Arnold?

                            ARNOLD THE SHRINK
              What is it?

Arnold leans in.  Then she fucks with him.  She tells him
he's got something on his face when he doesn't.  She tortures
him until all she can do is laugh.

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                                                               35.

EXT. PROJECTS - NIGHT

Sodium streetlight pops as Tyrone cold lamps by a beat-up
bodega.

A black hand slaps Tyrone money.  The money slides into his
pocket.  Tyrone's eyes swish left then right.  He slips
something out from behind the tire of a parked car.  And
slaps a bag of white powder back.

Pop, slap, slide, swish, slip, slap!  Again.  And again.
And again.

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EXT. OTHER SIDE OF THE PROJECTS - NIGHT

Neon crackle as Harry chills outside an OTB.

A white hand slaps Harry money.  The money slips into his
pocket.  Harry's eyes swish right then left.  He clinks
something out of a trash can.  And he slaps a bag of white
powder back.

Crackle, slap, slip, swish, clink, slap!  Again.  And again.
And again.

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INT. MARION'S APARTMENT - LATER

Harry spins Marion around.

                            HARRY
              We're on our way, baby, we're
              really on our way.

                            MARION
              Harry.

                            HARRY
              It was great out there.  Everyone's
              thirsty.

                            MARION
              I'm so glad.  And baby, I'm drawing
              again.  I'm drawing.  I can't stop.

Marion takes out her sketchbook.  She shows him her sketches.

Harry and Marion lean into each other, suddenly hugging each
other, kissing, dreaming and believing.

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                                                               36.

INT. DOCTOR PILL'S EXAMINING ROOM

A Skinny Nurse weight and measures Sara

                            SKINNY NURSE
              How are you?

                            SARA
              Fine, that's why I'm here.

They both laugh.  The Nurse takes Sara's blood pressure.

                            SKINNY NURSE
              How's your hearing and vision?

                            SARA
              I have both.

The Nurse laughs again.

                            SKINNY NURSE
              Now, wait just a minute.

The nurse smiles and leaves.

A moment later, Doctor Pill enters.  He looks at the chart
the Nurse filled out and then he smiles at Sara.

                            DOCTOR PILL
              I see you're a little overweight.

                            SARA
              A little?  I have fifty pounds I'm
              willing to donate.

                            DOCTOR PILL
              We can take care of that, no problem.

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HIP-HOP MINI-MONTAGE

TIGHTS of dope being cut, plastic bags being filled, Tyrone
and Harry dealing, Marion sketching and sewing, Harry and
Marion kissing, Harry spinning tunes, flick, sizzle, snap,
suck, slap, rush, sigh and crinkle, sprinkle, flick, drift,
suck, sigh...

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                                                               37.

INT. TYRONE'S CLOSET

Harry and Tyrone neatly stuff a shoe box full of money.
They put a rubber band around the box and hide it in the
back of the closet.

Harry gives Tyrone five, Tyrone gives Harry five.

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INT. EMPTY STORE - DAY

In photographs, a straight Real Estate Agent shows Harry and
Marion around the empty store.

OUTSIDE

The Agent snaps a photo of the lovers in front of the store.

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INT. SARA'S KITCHEN

On the table in front of her are four bottles of pills and
the instructions.

                            SARA
              Purple in the morning.  Red in the
              afternoon.  Orange in the evening.
                     (to the refrigerator)
              That's my three meals, Mr Smarty
              Pants.
                     (then to herself)
              Green at night.  Just like that.
              One, two, three, four...

She pops a purple: a pill cap pops off, pill hits hand,
mouth gulps, pill cap snaps on.

Then she heads to the fridge and makes herself a smoked fish
and cream cheese sandwich on an onion Kaiser roll.

She shows off to the fridge as she devours it.

Then she makes a cup of coffee: an empty pot tinkles into
place, the coffee perks, the coffee drips, and then Sara
slurps, slurps, slurps.

She picks up the remote and flips on the set but she can't
seem to sit down, so she heads outside with her chair.

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                                                               38.

INT. SARA'S MAILBOX - DAY

She peeks in for anything -- nothing.

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INT. CONEY ISLAND ARCADE

Marion and Harry play skeeball.  Marion hits a fifty and
smiles.  Harry stops playing.

                            HARRY
              Yeah, that's what I'll do.

                            MARION
              Huh?

                            HARRY
              For my mom.  I've been thinking of
              getting something for her, you
              know, some kind of present, but I
              didn't know what to get.

                            MARION
              Well?

                            HARRY
              I finally asked myself, what's her
              fix?  Television, right?  If ever
              there's a TV junkie it's the old
              lady.  I figure maybe I owe her a
              new one anyway with all the wear
              and tear her set got from being
              schlepped back and forth to old
              Abe's.

                            MARION
              You really love her, don't you?

                            HARRY
              I don't know.  I guess so.  One
              time I feel one way and the other
              time I feel something else.  Most
              of the time I just want her to be
              happy.

                            MARION
              Let's go get it now.

                            HARRY
              Well...

                            MARION
              C'mon.

                                                               39.

                            HARRY
              I don't wanna deal with salesman...

                            MARION
              Oh, come on.

                            HARRY
                     (gets an idea)
              Well, let's push off first.

                            MARION
              It's still early.  We shouldn't get
              going till tonight.