1992 Американцы /Glengarry Glen Ross
ROMA: The great fucks that you may have had. What do you remember about them?
LINGK: What do I...?
ROMA: Yes.
LINGK: Mmmm...
ROMA: I don't know. For me, I'm saying, what is is, it's probably not the orgasm. Some broads, forearms on your neck, something her eyes did. There was a sound she made...or, me, lying, in the, I'll tell you: me lying in bed; the next day she brought me cafй au lait. She gives me a cigarette, my balls feel like concrete. Eh? What I'm saying, what is our life?
LINGK: What do I...?
ROMA: Yes.
LINGK: Mmmm...
ROMA: I don't know. For me, I'm saying, what is is, it's probably not the orgasm. Some broads, forearms on your neck, something her eyes did. There was a sound she made...or, me, lying, in the, I'll tell you: me lying in bed; the next day she brought me cafй au lait. She gives me a cigarette, my balls feel like concrete. Eh? What I'm saying, what is our life?