10 najlepszych scen mówionych w historii kina

Kadr z filmu Człowiek z blizną (Stany Zjednoczone 1983) w reż. Briana De Palma.

Czasami film pamiętamy dzięki roli głównego aktora, czasami dzięki ścieżce muzycznej. Zdarza się jednak, że jest ta jedna scena, ten jeden monolog, który w pamięci cytujemy na okrągło. Odbija się echem i nie opuszcza. Wracamy później do konkretnej sceny z filmu, by zobaczyć jeszcze raz popis aktora, dokładne słowa ze scenariusza. Oto mój wybór dziesięciu takich scen.

1. The Matrix (Stany Zjednoczone 1999, reż. Andy i Lana Wachowscy)

Najlepszy monolog w historii kina, bez dwóch zdań. Są to przemyślenia Agenta Smitha (Hugo Weavinga) nad ludzkim gatunkiem i ich klasyfikacją. Każde słowo złote, jeszcze lepszy popis aktora.

Zaczyna się od 1:50.

I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I've realized that you are not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment. But you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You are a plague. And we are... the cure.

2. Network (Stany Zjednoczone 1976, reż. Sidney Lumet)

Najbardziej otwierający oczy monolog wszech czasów. Gdyby tylko ktoś naliczył ile razy był on cytowany w filmach, książkach i artykułach! Niezwykła charyzma Petera Fincha.

Zaczyna się w 1:00.

I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be.
We know things are bad — worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.'
Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get MAD! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot — I don't want you to write to your congressman, because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad. [shouting] You've got to say: 'I'm a human being, god-dammit! My life has value!' (...)

3. Człowiek z blizną (Stany Zjednoczone 1983, reż. Brian De Palma)

Naćpany Tony Montana (Al Pacino) żali się na żonę, ale szybko przeradza się to w tyradę całej klasy wyższej i opinii publicznej. Absolutny popis Ala, zresztą jeden z wielu w tym filmie.

What you lookin' at? You all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." So... what that make you? Good? You're not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say good night to the bad guy! Come on. The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you. Come on. Make way for the bad guy. There's a bad guy comin' through! Better get outta his way!

4. Rocky Balboa (Stany Zjednoczone 2006, reż. Sylvester Stallone)

Każdy z filmów o Rockym posiada niezwykły potencjał motywacyjny. Jest kilka monologów, ale ten najbardziej chwyta za serce i pozostawia bez słowa. Sylvester po raz kolejny udowadnia swoją wartość nie tylko aktorską, ale i reżyserską.
Zaczyna się w 0:40.

Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place, and I don't care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that! I'm always gonna love you, no matter what. No matter what happens. You're my son and you're my blood. You're the best thing in my life. But until you start believing in yourself, you ain't gonna have a life.

5. W pogoni za szczęściem (Stany Zjednoczone 2006, reż. Gabriele Muccino)

Bardzo smutna opowieść o historii od zera do bohatera, czyli jak ojciec z synem próbują osiągnąć godne życie. Wypowiedź krótka, ale przepiękna. Zresztą Will Smith ma smykałkę do krótkiego, lecz treściwego motywowania. Polecam pełny film, ale uprzedzam, że może rozłożyć nawet największego twardziela.

Zaczyna się od 1:00.

Don't ever let someone tell you you can't do something. Not even me. All right?

6. Adwokat diabła (Stany Zjednoczone 1997, reż. Teylor Hackford)

Film obrazoburczy i nonszalancki, a ten monolog jest jego kwintesencją. Wyciąga najgorsze brudy na temat człowieka stojącego u progu milenium. W stylu Wall Street, dziecino. Polecam film, chociażby dla sceny kulminacyjnej, gdy John Milton (Al Pacino) wyjawia prawdę na swój temat. 10/10, prawdziwe filmowe zjawisko.

Eddie Barzoon! Eddie Barzoon! Ha! I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist. God's creature, right? God's special creature. I've warned him, Kevin. I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a fucking game. Like a wind-up toy. Like 250 pounds of self-serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner. Eddie Barzoon... take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium. These people, it's no mystery where they come from.

You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire. You build egos the size of cathedrals. Fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse. Grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green gold-plated fantasies until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god. Where can you go from there? As we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet? As the air thickens, the water sours, even bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity... and it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare; it's buy futures, sell futures... when there is no future. We got a runaway train, boy. We got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future. Every one of them is getting ready to fistfuck God's ex-planet, lick their fingers clean, as they reach out toward their pristine, cybernetic keyboards to tote up their fucking billable hours. And then it hits home. You got to pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now. Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot and you're screaming for someone to help. But guess what — there's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're God's special little creature. Maybe it's true. Maybe God threw the dice once too often. Maybe He let us all down.

7. Requiem dla snu (Stany Zjednoczone, reż. Darren Aronofsky)

Smutny jak cholera, ale prawdziwy bardziej. Nagrany i zmontowany metodami, które wyżymają umysł do sucha. Mało dialogów i monologów, ale ten to złoto - o samotności i potrzebie uwagi.

Harold, I'm gonna be on television.
(...) I'm somebody now, Harry. Everybody likes me. Soon, millions of people will see me and they'll all like me. I'll tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. Remember? It's a reason to get up in the morning. It's a reason to lose weight, to fit in the red dress. It's a reason to smile. It makes tomorrow all right. What have I got Harry, hm? Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I'm alone. Your father's gone, you're gone. I got no one to care for. What have I got, Harry? I'm lonely. I'm old. Now when I get the sun, I smile.
(...) I like the way I feel. I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father. Now when I get the sun, I smile.

8. Dyktator (Stany Zjednoczone 1940, reż. Charles Chaplin)

Pierwszy występ w filmie dźwiękowym i od razu genialny monolog. Przemowa wówczas ogromnie ważna, bo aktualna. Rok 1940 i Chaplin parodiuje Hitlera, po czym staje nieruchomo przed kamerą i przypomina ludziom czym jest miłość i współczucie, w tym niezwykle silnym przekazie. Długie, ale naprawdę warto.

  

I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone, if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness — not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another.
In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal brotherhood, for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world — millions of despairing men, women and little children — victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say — do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed — the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people and so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes — men who despise you — enslave you — who regiment your lives — tell you what to do — what to think or what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men — machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don't hate! Only the unloved hate — the unloved and the unnatural!
Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the 17th Chapter of St. Luke it is written: "the Kingdom of God is within man" — not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people have the power — the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.
Then, in the name of democracy, let us use that power! Let us all unite! Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth the future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they lie! They do not fulfill their promise; they never will. Dictators free themselves, but they enslave the people! Now, let us fight to fulfill that promise! Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness.
Soldiers! In the name of democracy, let us all unite!

9. Informator (Stany Zjednoczone 1999, reż. Michael Mann)

Zapierający dech w piersiach dialog Ala Pacino i Russella Crowe'a. Nierówna walka z koncernem tytoniowym z perspektywy przegrywającej jednostki.

Nie ma tej sceny na YouTubie, ale coś mi podpowiada, że da się ją znaleźć w sieci i że owa scena zaczyna się w 109:00 minucie i kończy w okolicach 112:00.

Jeffrey Wigand: A can opener! A $39.95 can opener. I cancelled payment... it was junk. You ever bounce a check, Lowell? You ever look at another woman's tits? You ever cheat a little on your taxes? Whose life, if you look at it under a microscope, doesn't have any flaws...?
Lowell Bergman: Well that's the whole point, Jeffrey. That's the whole point. Anyone's. Everyone's. They are gonna look under every rock, dig up every flaw, every mistake you've ever made. They are going to distort and exaggerate everything you've ever done, man. Don't you understand?
Jeffrey Wigand: What does this have to do with my testimony?
Lowell Bergman: That's not the point.
Jeffrey Wigand: What does this have to do with my testimony? I told the truth! It's valid and true and provable...!
Lowell Bergman: That's not the fucking point, whether you told the truth or not!... Hello?
Jeffrey Wigand: I told the truth... I told the truth... I've got to teach class. I've got to go. I've got to teach class.
Lowell Bergman: And I've got to refute every fucking accusation made in this report before The Wall Street Journal runs... I am trying to protect you, man.
Jeffrey Wigand: Well, I hope you improve your batting average.

10. Łowca androidów (Stany Zjednoczone 1982, reż. Ridley Scott)

Nie jestem fanem Scotta, ale Łowca androidów mu się udał. Niesamowity nastrój, ładna równowaga między sci-fi a motywem miłosnym i oczywiście ten krótki monolog. Android bardziej ludzki niż człowiek. Szczerze wzruszające.

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I've watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those ... moments will be lost in time, like tears...in rain. Time to die.

Bonus - Brudny Harry (Stany Zjednoczone 1971, reż. Don Siegel)

Ani dialog, ani mowa motywacyjna, ale prawdopodobnie mój ulubiony filmowy cytat.

Zaczyna się w 1:45, ale cała scena warta obejrzenia.

(...) this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?