Harry Goldfarb, heroin addict and son of lonely widow Sara, cares only about enjoying the good life with girlfriend Marion and best friend Tyrone C Love, and making the most of all the hash, poppers and dope they can get. The notorious dark, modern-day fable of New York from this cult master, new to Penguin Modern Classics Sara Goldfarb sits at home with the TV, dreaming of the life she could have and struggling with her own addictions - food and diet pills. Thanks to Lex for a correction to this monologue (the word "croaker" (junkie slang for a lousy doctor)), it is very much appreciated.The notorious dark, modern-day fable of New York from this cult master, new to Penguin Modern Classics I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father! Now when I get the sun I smile! (sighs) What have I got, Harry? Hm? Why should I even make the bed or wash the dishes? I do them. Remember? It's a reason to get up in the morning. I'll tell them about you, your father, how good he was to us. Soon, millions of people will see me and they'll all like me. Did you see who had the best seat? I'm somebody now, Harry. Harry: What's the big deal about being on television? Those pills you're taking will kill you before you get on for Christ's sake! I'm going to be a contestant on television! I don't know when yet, they haven't told me when yet, but you'll see how proud you are when you see your mother in her red dress and golden shoes.
Harry: C'mon, Ma, who's pulling your leg? Sara: I'm gonna wear it on - (realizes) - oh, you don't know! I'm going to be on television! I got a call and an application!
Harry: Ma - what's the big deal about the red dress? Oh, I remember how he looked at me in that red dress. Sara: Oh, c'mon! I almost fit into my red dress! The one I wore to your high school graduation? The one your father liked so much. Alright? You get strung out for Christ's sake. Sara: How come you know so much, huh? How come you know more about medicine than a doctor? Harry: I'm telling you, that croaker is no good! Sara: What, what is with the dope fiend? Am I foaming at the mouth or something? He's the nice doctor. Harry: (shouting) Big deal! So what? You want to be a dope fiend for Christ's sake? Sara: What do you mean, it's no good? 25 pounds I've lost! Harry: Ma.Ma.you've got to cut that stuff loose. & Darren Aronofsky, from the novel by Hubert Selby Jr.
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