Pearl: No, I'm a star! Please, I'm a *star!* Please, somebody help me! Please help me! *Help me!*
出自電影《血色珍珠》 的經典對白。
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Pearl: No, I'm a star! Please, I'm a *star!* Please, somebody help me! Please help me! *Help me!*
Pearl: Howard? I'm so happy you're home.
Pearl: I'm married!
Pearl: Howard? I'm so happy you're home.
Pearl: No, I'm a star! Please, I'm a *star!* Please, somebody help me! Please help me! *Help me!*
Pearl: Howard? I'm so happy you're home.
Mitzy: Please, no! I won't tell anyone! Please, I swear! No! Please. I'll do anything you want! Pearl: It's not about what I want anymore, Mitzy. It's about making the best of what I have.
Pearl: What did I do wrong? The Projectionist: Nothing, calm down... Pearl: *No!* Why are you leaving me if I didn't do anything wrong? I don't understand, I thought you liked me! The Projectionist: I do like you, it's just... Pearl: Tell me the truth! Why are you leaving me, what did you see, why did you change? The Projectionist: You're *scaring* me, Pearl. Okay? I wish you the best of luck with your audition. Sincerely.
Pearl: How could I be responsible for another life? Life terrifies me. It's harsh, and bleak, and draining. I was so relieved when it died.. it was one less weight keeping me here but then the war came and you left me too. Why did you leave me, Howard? Pearl: ..I hate feeling like this. It's so pathetic.. Do people like you ever feel this way? Figure you don't.. seem so perfect all the time. Lord must have been generous to you. He never answers any of my prayers. I don't know why- what did I do? What is wrong with me? Please just tell me so I can get better- I don't wanna end up like mama I wanna be dancing up on the screen like the pretty girls in the pictures. I want what they have so badly.. to be perfect.. to be loved by as many people as possible to make up for all my time spent suffering. Pearl: ..Sometimes I wake in the middle of the night and a fear washes over me 'cause what if this is it? What if this is right where I belong?.. I'm a failure.. I'm not pretty, or naturally pleasant, or friendly. I'm not smart, or funny, or confident. I'm exactly what mama said I was, weak. But I don't know why- what did I do? Why wasn't my family like yours? I hate what it feels like to be me and not you. I'm so scared that when you finally come home you'll see me and be frightened like everyone else is. Pearl: I know what I've done.. Bad things. Terrible, awful, murderous things... .
Pearl: You're not leaving me here! I'M NOT STAYIN' ON THIS FARM! Pearl: NOTHING'S GONNA KEEP ME HERE! Pearl: NOT YOU! NOT HOWARD! NOT MAMA! NOBODY!
Pearl: How did you find that? Ruth: I'm not blind to what goes around here. Take your dinner and stay in the bunkhouse. Pearl: But it's freezing out there! Ruth: You should've thought of that before putting me at risk. Isolate yourself until we know you're not ill. That is what's right. Pearl: There's that dance audition in town tomorrow. I'm going on it. Ruth: No, you're not. Pearl: Yes, i am. Ruth: Why? Pearl: To find out if i'm good enough? Ruth: Good enough for what, Pearl? Pearl: Something more than this? Ruth: Where does all this ungratefulness stem from? How is it that you find our lives so beneath you? You always had a roof over your head, food in your belly. Do you not think that it came at great sacrifice for your father and i? Or do you think we are beneath you too? Pearl: If i meant to live out the rest of my days with you and daddy on this farm, then so be it, but i'm *only* young once! If i go to this audition and i don't get picked, then i'll come home and i'll NEVER speak of it again, i swear. But i *have* to know that i tried, or i'm going to regret it for the rest of my life. Please mama, you have no idea what i'm capable of! Ruth: Oh yes, i do. I've seen the things you've done - in private - when you believe that no one's watching. You think others won't notice? You can't keep your true self hidden forever, Pearl. They will notice eventually and they will be frightened, just as i am. Pearl: You're wrong. Ruth: Am i? Ruth: Then what a fine woman you hope to become, leaving your mother alone to rot so you can dance with a bunch of city whores. Let alone the illness you may contact and spread. You see what it does to your father? That's what you want for yourself and others? Then maybe that's what you wish for me? Pearl: Of course not. Ruth: STOP LYING! I can't stand the sound of it anymore. It's almost as abhorrent as your *sinful* behaviour! Ruth: You are not well, Pearl! It's only a matter of time before you hurt someone else. Malevolence is festering in you, i see it. And i will not, in good conscience, let you leave this farm again. Pearl: You can't stop me. Ruth: Oh yes, i can. You don't know what i could do to you. I shoulder a burden that you'll never understand, spend my days feeding and wiping the snot off the face of the man i married. You *DARE* sit there and talk to me about regret? I was supposed to be his wife, not his mother! Don't you EVER speak that way to me again! Do you hear me? Pearl: I'm sorry... Ruth: NO, YOU'RE NOT! Or you would stop all this? Ruth: Here! Take it! That's what you really desire, isn't it? Perhaps i shall kill him for you? That way you won't have to care for him any longer. Would that suit your *selfish* dreams better? Then we both can go to the dance audition! Your husband is gone, so is mine! Why should be settled with caring for them or the work on this farm? WHAT ABOUT US GETTING WHAT WE WANT? Ruth: Ruth: I won't suffer for you any longer. If you want to leave, go. But if you fail... and YOU will fail, i want you to remember what it feels like because that's how i feel every time i look at you. Nearly everything that i had has been taken from me, Pearl. What more do you want? Pearl: I just don't wanna end up like you, is all. Ruth: Pearl: I HATE YOU! Pearl: Ruth: You harlot! I won't let you flaunt your arrogance in my face! You're not better than me! Pearl: YES, I AM! I'M GONNA BE A STAR AND THE WHOLE WORLD'S GONNA KNOW MY NAME!
Pearl: Is it legal? The Projectionist: Doing it, yeah. Filming it, no.
Pearl: I don't like reality. Where I live I mean. The Projectionist: So leave. Pearl: It's not that easy. The Projectionist: Well, sure it is. There's a road right out front there.
Mitzy: I was beginning to think you weren't going to show. Pearl: Sorry, I had some chores to do around the house.
Mitzy: Please, no! I won't tell anyone! Please, I swear! No! Please! I'll do anything you want! Pearl: It's not about what I want anymore, Mitzy. It's about making the best of what I have.
Pearl: You're not leaving me here! I'M NOT STAYIN' ON THIS FARM! Pearl: NOTHING'S GONNA KEEP ME HERE! NOT YOU! NOT HOWARD! NOT MAMA! NOBODY!
Pearl: How did you find that? Ruth: I'm not blind to what goes around here. Take your dinner and stay in the bunkhouse. Pearl: But it's freezing out there! Ruth: You should've thought of that before putting me at risk. Isolate yourself until we know you're not ill. That is what's right. Pearl: There's that dance audition in town tomorrow. I'm going on it. Ruth: No, you're not. Pearl: Yes, I am. Ruth: Why? Pearl: To find out if I'm good enough? Ruth: Good enough for what, Pearl? Pearl: Something more than this? Ruth: Where does all this ungratefulness stem from? How is it that you find our lives so beneath you? You always had a roof over your head, food in your belly. Do you not think that it came at great sacrifice for your father and I? Or do you think we are beneath you too? Pearl: If I'm meant to live out the rest of my days with you and Daddy on this farm, then so be it, but I'm *only* young once! If I go to this audition and I don't get picked, then I'll come home and I'll *never* speak of it again, I swear. But I *have* to know that I tried, or I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life. Please, Mama, you have no idea what I'm capable of! Ruth: Oh yes, I do. I've seen the things you've done - in private - when you believe that no one's watching. You think others won't notice? You can't keep your true self hidden forever, Pearl. They will notice eventually and they will be frightened, just as I am. Pearl: You're wrong. Ruth: Am I? Ruth: Then what a fine woman you hope to become, leaving your mother alone to rot so you can dance with a bunch of city whores. Let alone the illness you may contact and spread. You see what it does to your father? That's what you want for yourself and others? Then maybe that's what you wish for me? Pearl: Of course not. Ruth: STOP LYING! I can't stand the sound of it anymore. It's almost as abhorrent as your *sinful* behavior! Ruth: You are not well, Pearl! It's only a matter of time before you hurt someone else. Malevolence is festering in you; I see it. And I will not, in good conscience, let you leave this farm again. Pearl: You can't stop me. Ruth: Oh yes, I can. You don't know what I could do to you. I shoulder a burden that you'll never understand, spend my days feeding and wiping the snot off the face of the man I married. You *dare* sit there and talk to me about regret? I was supposed to be his wife, not his mother! Don't you *ever* speak that way to me again! Do you hear me? Pearl: I'm sorry... Ruth: No, you're not! Or you would stop all this! Ruth: Here! Take it! That's what you really desire, isn't it? Perhaps I shall kill him for you? That way, you won't have to care for him any longer. Would that suit your *selfish* dreams better? Then we both can go to the dance audition! Your husband is gone, so is mine! Why should we be saddled with caring for them or the work on this farm? What about us getting what *we* want? Ruth: I won't suffer for you any longer. If you want to leave, go. But if you fail - and you *will* fail - I want you to remember what it feels like, because that's how I feel every time I look at you. Nearly everything that I had has been taken from me, Pearl. What more do you want? Pearl: I just don't wanna end up like you, is all. Pearl: I hate you! Ruth: You harlot! I won't let you flaunt your arrogance in my face! You're not better than me! Pearl: Yes, I am! I'm gonna be a star, and the whole world's gonna know my name!
Pearl: I don't like reality. Where I live, I mean. The Projectionist: So, leave. Pearl: It's not that easy. The Projectionist: Well, sure it is. There's a road right out front there.
