Room (I) (2015)
Brie Larson: Ma
Ma : Ssh. Go back to sleep.
Jack : [reciting to himself] Once upon a time, before I came, you cried and cried and watched TV all day, until you were a zombie. But then I zoomed down from heaven, through skylight, into Room. Whoosh-pshew! And I was kicking you from the inside. Boom, boom! And then I shot out onto Rug with my eyes wide open, and you cutt-ed the cord and said, "Hello, Jack!"
Ma : He needs to play with something real. I'm worried about him being on the phone.
Nancy : He's doing fine.
Ma : Well, I don't give him my phone, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't give him yours.
Nancy : Okay, I won't.
Ma : Great.
Ma : I just want him to connect with something.
Nancy : Joy. Joy, he's really doing fine.
Ma : I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm supposed to be happy.
Nancy : You just need to rest, okay?
Ma : No, I don't. I don't need to rest!
Nancy : That's... That's what the doctor...
Ma : [Interrupts] That is not what the doctor said. You don't know what he said, because it was a confidential conversation, and you don't know what he said!
Nancy : All right, all right, all right! You're impossible to talk to right now.
Ma : Well, sorry.
Nancy : No. No, you're not sorry!
Ma : Yeah, I'm not sorry! You have no idea what's going on in my head.
Nancy : Yeah. Well, try me! I have asked you.
Ma : And then what? Then, every time you look at me, that's all that you see?
Nancy : When I look at you, Joy, I will see my daughter.
Ma : You don't need me. You've been doing just fine without me.
Nancy : Oh. How can you say that, huh? Do you honestly think that you were the only one whose life was destroyed?
Ma : [Interrupts] Actually, that's exactly what I think.
Nancy : Yeah? Well how would you feel if somebody took Jack away from you?
Ma : Oh, shut up!
Nancy : Look at him! You should be thinking about him!
Ma : Oh, don't you tell me how to look after my son. I'm sorry that I'm not nice anymore, but you know what? Maybe if your voice saying "be nice" hadn't been in my head, then maybe I wouldn't have helped the guy with the fucking sick dog! Stay there, Jack. I'm calling the fucking lawyer. I can't stay in this place.
Jack : Is bad tooth hurting?
Ma : Mmhmm, but you know mind over matter.
Jack : If you don't mind, it doesn't matter
Ma : You're right. Hey do you know what we're gonna do today?
Jack : What?
Ma : We're going to bake a birthday cake
Jack : A birthday cake?
Ma : Mmhmm
Jack : Like from TV?
Ma : Mmhmm, but for real
Jack : No way!
Ma : I'm sorry that I'm not nice anymore, but you know what? Maybe if your voice saying "be nice" hadn't been in my head, then maybe I wouldn't have helped the guy with the fucking sick dog!
Talk Show Hostess : When he's older, will you tell Jack about his father?
Ma : Jack's not his. He's not his.
Talk Show Hostess : So are you saying that there were other men?
Ma : No! No. Um... A father is... a man who loves his child.
Talk Show Hostess : Of course. That's so true in a very real sense, but the... the biological relationship that you...
Ma : That's not a relationship.
Ma : [about the mouse] He's on the other side of this wall.
Jack : What other side?
Ma : Jack, there's two sides to everything.
Jack : Not on an octagon.
Ma : Yeah, but...
Jack : [Interrupts] An octagon has eight sides
Ma : But a wall, okay, a wall's like this, see? And we're on the inside and mouse is on the outside.
Jack : In outer space?
Ma : No, in the world. It's much closer than outer space.
Jack : I can't see the outside-side.
Ma : Listen, I know that I told you something else before, but you were much younger. I didn't think that you could understand, but now you're so old, you're so smart. I know that you can get this. Where do you think that old Nick gets our food?
Jack : From TV by magic!
Ma : One day when I was seventeen, I was walking home from school...
Jack : Where was I?
Ma : You were still in up heaven. But there was a guy. He pretended that his dog was sick.
Jack : What guy?
Ma : Old Nick. We call him "Old Nick". I don't know what his real name is. He pretended his dog was sick...
Jack : What's the dog's name?
Ma : Jack, there's wasn't a dog! He was trying to trick me, OK? There wasn't a dog, Old Nick stole me.
Jack : I want a different story!
Ma : No! This is the story that you get! He put me in his garden shed. Here. Room is the shed. He's locked the door. He's the only one who knows the code. You know, the secret numbers that open the door? He's the only one who knows, and I've been locked in here for seven years. I've been in here for seven years, OK.
Jack : This story is boring!
Ma : Jack, the world is so big. It's so big, you wouldn't believe it. And room is just one stinky part of it.
Jack : Room's not stinky, only when you do a fart!
[Both start crying]
Ma : Oh God, OK.
Jack : I don't believe in your STINKY world!
Ma : [finds a photo of her relay race team] You know who that is?
Jack : This? That's you.
Ma : Yeah, that's me. And Stacy Benton and Heather Noel and Laura Sullivan. We were on a relay team. I was the anchor. I was really fast. We did track.
Jack : Real track?
Ma : Mmm-hmm. On a field.
Ma : You know what happened to them?
Jack : No.
Ma : Exactly.
[puts the photo down and tries to busy herself]
Ma : Nothing. They just lived their life and nothing happened.
Ma : Go back to sleep.