Clareece 'Precious' Jones: [narrating]
[about her math teacher]
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: I like Mr. Wicher. l pretend he my husband and we live someplace like Westchester. Look at him. He like me, too, l know it. l can tell by his eyes. He always looking at me and smiling at me.
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: [narrating] Sometimes l wish l was dead. l'll be okay, I guess, 'cause l'm looking up. l'm looking up for a piano to fall. Or a desk, couch, TV... Momma, maybe. Always something in my way.
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: [to herself about her mom masturbating in her bed with a toothbrush] I wish she'd quit that shit...
Mrs. Lichtenstein: [to Precious] Hello, Clareece. Are you pregnant? You're 16. You're still in junior high school, and you're pregnant with your second child.
[pause]
Mrs. Lichtenstein: ls that correct, Clareece? Are you pregnant again?
[another pause]
Mrs. Lichtenstein: What happened, Clareece?
Clareece
'Precious' Jones: l had sex, Ms. Lichtenstein.
Mrs. Lichtenstein: Do you have any other thoughts about your situation, Clareece?
[pause]
Mrs. Lichtenstein: Clareece?
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: Am I in trouble?
Mrs. Lichtenstein: We should have a parent-teacher's conference with you, me and your mother.
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: My mother's busy.
Mrs. Lichtenstein: All right. Well then... how about if l come to your house?
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: If I were you, I wouldn't.
Mrs.
Lichtenstein: l... l'm going to have to suspend you.
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: [angrily] That ain't fair! l didn't do nothing! l do my work! MY GRADES IS GOOD!
Mrs. Lichtenstein: ls something going on at home? If something's going on at home, l want you to tell me right now.
Mary: [fighting with her daughter] YOU RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE! You done took my man; you had those fucking babies and you got me put off the welfare for runnin' your goddamned stupid-ass mouth!
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: l ain't stupid and l didn't take your man...
[pause]
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: YOUR HUSBAND RAPED ME!
Mary: Didn't no-fucking-body rape you!
[Precious grabs her]
Mary: Bitch, don't you put your fucking hands on me!
Mary: [screaming at Precious to come from upstairs] Precious! Precious! PRECIOUS, GET DOWN HERE, BITCH! You brought that white bitch up in my house! You- why would you bring that bitch up in here?
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: I didn't bring her here!
Mary: Well, why the fuck did she ring my buzzer?
[pause]
Mary: l can't hear you, Precious! Since you got so much motherfuckin' mouth, and you gonna bring a bitch up in my house, why would that bitch ring my goddamn buzzer?
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: [on the verge of tears] I didn't tell her to come here!
Mary: See, l think right now, you feeling like you're becoming a grown woman 'cause of
that shit you pulled in the kitchen. l should've fucked you up, but l let you walk away, and l let you come get yourself together.
[pause]
Mary: But, bitch, l'm gonna let you know if you ever pull that shit on me again, that will be your last motherfucking day standing, l promise you that. You gonna send a white bitch to my motherfucking buzzer? Talking about some
higher education?
[pause]
Mary: You're a dummy, bitch, you will never know shit. Don't nobody want you. Don't nobody need you! You done fucked around and fucked my motherfucking man and had two motherfucking children, and one of them is a goddamn animal, running around, looking crazy as a motherfucker. Bitch, you know what?
[pause]
Mary: See, I think you- l think you're trying me. l think you're really trying to fuck with me. You're fucking with my money. And you're gonna stand up there and look down at me like you're a motherfucking woman. l'm gonna show you what real women do, bitch.
[pause]
Mary: See, you don't know what real motherfucking women do. Real motherfucking women
sacrifice!
[pause]
Mary: l should've aborted your motherfucking ass 'cause you ain't shit! l knew it the day the doctors put you in my goddamn hand you wasn't a goddamn thing, and you have that smirk on your face, bitch? Get it off your fucking face! Now smile about that! Smile about that, you fat bitch. l'm gonna kill you, bitch!