Requiem for a Dream

                            HARRY
              Yeah, I know, but this is different.
              After all, I was always usin' the
              old lady's set to cop money so now
              we'll use a little stuff to get her
              a set.

Marion doesn't fight him.

Then there's the: flick, sizzle, snap, suck, slap, rush,
sigh...

And: crinkle, sprinkle, flick, drift, suck, sigh...

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INT. SARA'S APARTMENT

Coffee: tinkle, perk, drip, slurp, slurp, slurp...

and

Pill: pop, hit, gulp, snap...

Sara starts to clean the apartment.

Time races by as she intricately cleans every single square
inch of the kitchen.  She cleans the inside of the fridge
and dumps all the food.

Next, she moves into the living room and continues to clean.

Then everything slows down.

Sara collapses into her viewing chair in front of the TV.
She tries to watch but she's squirming in her seat.

Then she notices something wrong.  She's not sure what so
she heads into --

                                                               40.

THE BATHROOM

In the mirror, she stares at her clenched teeth grinding.
She wonders what this means.  She shrugs and takes the green
pill: pop, hit, gulp, snap...

BACK IN THE LIVING ROOM

-- Sara sits in front of the TV and watches Tappy Tibbons
preach.  Slowly she dozes off.

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INT. TYRONE'S DIVE PAD

Tyrone's old pad has been spruced up.  It's filled with tons
of cool toys.  It looks like Christmas morning.

Beautiful and very young Alice lies naked in the giant bed
staring at Tyrone.

He sits naked at his desk playing with flip books.  First
there's a wacky duck dancing, then there's a crying GI
soldier.

                            ALICE
              Why dontcha come back to bed, honey?

                            TYRONE
              Sheeit, plenty time for that,
              woman, I got me a cool-ass toy ahm
              groovin' behind.

Tyrone picks up another flip book and lets things rip.  The
animation suddenly turns into live action and we are
following the back of a little boy.

The boy runs across a black room into the arms of a beautiful
woman.

The boy is Young Tyrone and the woman is Tyrone's Mother.

                            YOUNG TYRONE
              I told ya, Ma.  One day I'd make it.

                            TYRONE'S MOTHER
              You don't have to make anything.
              You just gotta love your momma.

The image of boy and mother dies when the flip book ends.
Tyrone looks at it sadly.

                            ALICE
              What are you doing, honey?

                                                               41.

                            TYRONE
              Thinking about you, baby, and what
              I'm gonna do to ya.

Tyrone leaps onto the bed and Alice squeals playfully.

                            ALICE
              Don't do that, Tyrone.  You'll
              scare me to death.

                            TYRONE
              Oh little momma, I wouldn't want to
              scare you...I doan' want to scare
              nobody.  All I want from life is no
              hassles and some peace and
              harmony...an' I want it from the
              finest fox that ever lived.

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INT. SARA'S MAILBOX - DAY

Still empty...

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INT. SARA'S BUILDING - DAY

Pop, hit, gulp, snap and tinkle, perk, drip, slurp, slurp,
slurp...

The Yentas all rise when Sara comes out and they move their
chairs so that she can have her proper seat in the sun.

                            YENTA #1
              Sara, you know yet when?

                            YENTA #2
              Are you hearing anything?

                            SARA
              Nothing yet.

                            ADA
              You can bring friends?

                            SARA
              How should I know?

                            ADA
              They should let you bring at least
              a schlepper.  Who's going to carry
              home all those prizes?

                                                               42.

                            SARA
              Believe me, I'll get them home.
              Especially Robert Redford.  For him
              I don't need a schlepper.

But Sara is having a hard time sitting still.  She looks up
and down the street for the Mailman and paces around her
friends.

They watch her with a bit of concern.  Then Mrs Scarlini
comes out of the building for sunning.  Sara grabs her and
hugs her.

                            SARA
              I love you forever.  I can't
              believe it but I'm not even thinking
              of food.  If you put down a big
              bowl of chicken noodle soup I
              wouldn't eat it.  Thank you so
              much, Rosie.  Thank you!

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INT. TYRONE'S NEW PAD

Alice and Tyrone make some crazy love.  Arms flail, teeth
bite, mouths scream.  Some crazy love.

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INT. SARA'S APARTMENT

Sara stands in front of the mirror trying on the red dress.
The dress won't close.

Pop, hit, glup, snap...

The red dress gets a little closer.

Pop, hit, glup, snap...

The dress gets even closer.

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INT. TAXI CAB - MOVING

Harry squirms in the back seat wearing a sharp new pair of
slacks, a sports shirt and a pair of new shoes.

He nervously pats down his hair and adjusts his collar.

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                                                               43.

EXT. SARA'S BUILDING

The Yentas all admire Sara's slim figure until the Mailman
approaches.  Everyone turns to him--hoping...

He grins and shakes his head.

                            MAILMAN
              When I see it I'll be waving it all
              over the place.

The Mailman enters the building.

A cab pulls up.  Harry steps out.  He stares at the
intimidating line of Yentas.

Sara stares for a brief second not computing this apparition.

Then she jumps up and wraps her arms around him, almost
knocking him off balance.

                            SARA
              Harry!

She kisses him and he kisses her.  She's so excited she
kisses him again.

                            HARRY
              Hey, take it easy, Ma, you'll crush
              me.

He gives her a quick smile as he adjusts his clothes.

                            SARA
              Come, come inside, Harry.  I'll
              make you a pot of coffee and we'll
              have a visit.

She grabs his hand and heads to the entrance.

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INT. SARA'S APARTMENT

Sara makes a pot of coffee as she bustles around grabbing
cups, saucers, spoons, milk and napkins.

Harry stares wide-eyed at his hyperactive mother.  He tries
to get a word in but can't.

                            SARA
              And how are you, Harry, you're
              looking so good.  You want something
              to eat?

                                                               44.

                            HARRY
              No, Ma --

                            SARA
              A little nosh, maybe, or cake, I'll
              go get some if you want, but I
              don't have anything in the house
              but Ada will have something, a
              cupcake, maybe.

                            HARRY
              No --

Finally, the coffee is ready and she fills two cups.

                            SARA
              You want something to eat?

                            HARRY
                     (almost screams)
              No, Ma.  Nothing.  Sit.  Sit, for
              krist's sake.  You're making me
              dizzy.

                            SARA
              You notice something?  You notice
              I'm slimmer?

                            HARRY
              Yeah, yeah, I guess you are, Mom.

                            SARA
              Twenty-five pounds.  You believe it?
              Twenty-five pounds and that's just
              the beginning.

                            HARRY
              That's great, Ma.  That's really
              great, I'm really happy for ya.
              But sit down, eh?

Sara sits, Harry is bewildered.

                            HARRY
              I'm sorry I haven't been around for
              awhile, Ma, but I've been busy,
              real busy.

Sara nods as she clenches her jaw.

                            SARA
              You got yourself a good job?
              You're doing well?

                                                               45.

                            HARRY
              Yeah, Ma, real good.

                            SARA
              What kind of business?

                            HARRY
              Well, I'm sort of a distributor,
              like.  For a big importer.  My own.

                            SARA
              Oh, I'm so happy for you.

Sara gets up and smothers Harry with kisses.

                            HARRY
              Hey, Ma, easy, eh?  You're killing
              me.  Krist, whatta ya been doin',
              liftin' weights?

                            SARA
              Your own business.  Oh Harry, I
              knew when I saw you that you had
              your own business.  I always knew
              that you could do that.

                            HARRY
                     (smiles)
              Yeah, Ma, you were right.  I made
              it just like you said I would.

                            SARA
              So now maybe you'll meet a nice
              girl and have a baby?

                            HARRY
              I already met one --

Sara squeals and squeaks and starts to jump out of her chair.
Harry holds his arms up in front of him.

                            HARRY
              Jesus krist, Ma, don't go ape shit,
              eh?

                            SARA
              Is she a nice girl?  Who's her
              parents?  What --

                            HARRY
              You know'er, Ma.  Marion.  Marion
              Silver.  Remember, they --

                                                               46.

                            SARA
              Oh, Silver.  Of course.  I know
              Manhattan Beach.  He's got a house
              on the esplanade.  Garment business.

                            HARRY
              Yeah, yeah, he's big in women's
              undies.

Harry chuckles.  Sara is so happy, she can't stay sitting.
She refills their cups.

                            HARRY
              Before you go bouncin' all over
              again and make me forget, what I
              want to tell ya is I got you a
              present and --

                            SARA
              Harry, I don't want a present, just
              have a baby.

                            HARRY
              Later for that, eh?  Will you let
              me tell you what I got, eh?  Will ya?

Sara nods, grins, grinds and clenches.

                            HARRY
              Krist, you're really something else
              today.  Look, I know... well...
                     (deep breath)
              What I'm trying to say is
              that...well...
                     (shrugs)
              Well...I know I ain't been the best
              son in the world --

                            SARA
              Oh, Harry, you're a good --

                            HARRY
              No, no!  Please, Ma, let me finish.
              I'll never get it out if you keep
              interrupting me.
                     (deep breath)
              I'm sorry for being such a bastard.
                     (stop -- breathe -- sigh)
              I wanna make it up.  I mean, I know
              I can't change anything that's
              happened, but I want ya to know
              that I'm sorry and I love ya, and I
              wanna make it right.

                                                               47.

                            SARA
              Harry, it's --