Tytuł: Szczęściarz
Tytuł angielski: Lucky
Premiera: 2017
Reżyseria: John Carroll Lynch
Aktorzy: Harry Dean Stanton, David Lynch, Ron Livingston, Ed Begley Jr., Tom Skerritt, Barry Shabaka Henley, James Darren, Beth Grant, Yvonne Huff Lee, Hugo Armstrong, Bertila Damas, Pam Sparks, Ulysses Olmedo, Ana Mercedes, Sarah Cook, Amy Claire, Otti Feder
Gatunek: Komedia, dramat
Kraj Produkcji: USA
Dlaczego w bazie: Dosyć obfity w żółwią treść film. Jeden z pobocznych bohaterów ma żółwia, Roosevelta który mu uciekł. Poświęcone jest mu kilka dialogów, najważniejszy to ten w którym właściciel czyni refleksję, że żółwie skorupy sa jak trumny które te noszą całe życie i w których zostaną pochowane. Poza wzmiankami słownymi, widać też prawdziwego żółwia chodzącego po pustyni (nie jest to jednoznacznie powiedziane, ale możliwe, że to wspomniany Roosevelt). Pojawia się też scena w sklepie zoologicznym gdzie są żółwie wodne, im także poświęcono krótką wzmiankę w dialogu. W domu głównego i tytułowego bohatera można także dostrzec na stole figurkę przedstawiającą żółwia.
– President Roosevelt escaped.
– What are you talking about?
– Presidents.
– Which one?
– Roosevelt.
– Yeah, which one?
– No, my tortoise, President Roosevelt, he escaped.
– How does a hundred-year-old tortoise escape?
– I left the gate open when I went to check the mail.
– Where is your mailbox, Europe?
– I saw him eyeing that gate the other day. He had to have timed it out perfectly. I searched our entire neighborhood.
– Did you search your entire yard?
– Hey, we’re talking about his best friend here!
– Thank you, Lucky.
– You’re welcome, Howard.
– You’re right, you’re right, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t make fun.
– I’m gonna miss him. He’s outlived two of my wives.
– Well, I mean, none of us make it out of this thing alive. So, knowing that, it’d be a sin not to prepare for the well-being of your loved ones.
– What loved ones do you have, anyway?
– When I go, I want to leave all my possessions to President Roosevelt.
– Your turtle?
– Well, you know, this might not…
– Tortoise! And he’s still got at least 100 years left in him.
– A hundred years?
– Yeah.
– You know, Lucky, you remind me…
– Shut the f*ck up!
– Okay.
– Didn’t Roosevelt just run away?
– Yeah, but this is for, you know, when he comes back.
– Is he a homing turtle?
– Tortoise. And no, he’s not.
– He’s gone, Howard, and you’re all alone. We come in alone, and we go out alone.
– That’s awfully bleak.
– It’s beautiful. „Alone” comes from two words, all-one. It’s in the dictionary.
– I miss him!
– It’ll be okay, Howie.
– A tortoise is an amazing creature, Lucky. They’re as noble as a king, and as kindhearted as a grandmother. I miss my friend, his company. I miss his personality.
– He’s not missing, Howard. He’s just not here. He’s there, wherever the fuck that is. And if he’s not there, then he’s nowhere.
– Well, I’m sure he’s okay.
– Why don’t you go f*ck yourself?
– Oh!
– You don’t give a shit about him. You’re here to suck him dry. You lamprey, leach, vulture. Con him out of his last dime, just to leave everything to a turtle.
– Tortoise! He’s a tortoise! You know that saguaro near your yard? That thing was barely a twig when Roosevelt was born. They’re contemporaries, you know? They watched each other grow up. President Roosevelt was born in a hole in the desert. At that time, a little creaturesmaller than my thumb. And something clicked inside that little Roosevelt brain, and he scampered up out of that hole and faced the world. You all think of a tortoise as something slow. But I think about the burden he has to carry on his back. Yeah, it’s for protection. But ultimately, it’s the coffin he’s gonna get buried in and he has to drag that thing around his entire life? Go ahead and laugh, but he affected me. You know what I’m saying? He affected me. There are some things in this universe, ladies and gentlemen,that are bigger than all of us. And a tortoise is one of ’em!
– Are these tortoises?
– No, they’re baby turtles.
– Huh. My friend Howard’s tortoise ran away.
– Oh, no.
– Yeah… he said they could live to be 100 years.
– Oh, absolutely. In some cases, I’ve heard of 200 years.
– Oh, really?
– Yeah.
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