Marty Supreme

thumb Marty Supreme is a 2025 American film about Marty Mauser, a table tennis star in the 1950s (loosely based on Marty Reisman) on his quest to become world champion. Directed by Josh Safdie. Written by Safdie and Ronald Bronstein. Marty Mauser I'm going to do to Kletzki what Auschwitz couldn't. Okay, I'm gonna finish the job. It's all right. I'm Jewish. I can say that. In fact, if you think about it, I'm like Hitler's worst nightmare. I have a purpose. If you think that it's some kind of blessing it's not. It means I have an obligation to see a very specific thing through. Everything in my life's falling apart but I'm going to figure it out. I give you meaning, and he gives you money. It's every man for himself where I come from. That's just how I grew up. Do you know what continence is, Wally? No? Every time I take a piss, I pull back, I hold my urine in, and I count to ten Mississippi. Dion Galanis It's an original ball for an original guy. It's the Marty Supreme Ball, not the Marty Normal Ball. Milton Rockwell I was born in 1601. I'm a vampire. I've been around forever. I've met many Marty Mausers over the centuries. Some of them crossed me, some of them weren't straight. They weren't honest. And those are the ones that are still here. You go out and win that game, you're gonna be here forever too. And you'll never be happy. You will never be happy. Merle [to Marty] Oh. You are in for such a treat, young man. When you see this woman act you'll feel like you got your cock sucked by a vacuum cleanerǃ Kay Stone Let me ask you something. Do you make money at this little table tennis thing? Dialogue Reporter 1: This is a nice hotel. Marty Mauser: Yeah. Reporter 1: Must cost a mint. Marty Mauser: Yeah, very nice. Reporter 1: The IATT covers accommodations? Marty Mauser: Only for their star players. Reporter 1: Is that right? How many are there? Marty Mauser: Star players? I don’t know. I haven’t seen any others, so one. Reporter 2: Any nerves, going into the semis? Marty Mauser: Nerves? Against Kletzki? No. You kidding me? Reporter 3: Well, he’s won the tournament for the last three years. Reporter 2: He’s got quite the reputation. Marty Mauser: I have quite the reputation. Look, I’m gonna do to Kletzki what Auschwitz couldn’t. Okay. I’m gonna finish the job. Reporter 2: Jesus Christ. Reporter 1: A little strong, mate. Marty Mauser: It’s all right. I’m Jewish. I can say that. In fact, if you think about it, I’m like Hitler’s worst nightmare. Reporter 2: And why’s that? Marty Mauser: Look at me. I’m here. I did it, I’m on top. I’m the ultimate product of Hitler’s defeat. Yeah, write that down. That was good. Write that down. Reporter 4: Nice one. “Ultimate product of Hitler’s defeat.” I do like that confidence. Marty Mauser: Put that under a picture of me. Reporter 1: Tell us a bit about your background. Marty Mauser: My background? [mimics snoring] No, but seriously... My mother died in childbirth. My father was a compulsive loser who abandoned me when I was two years old. I got stuck in the New York City orphanage system, got shuttled from one hellhole to the next. Naturally, got in trouble with the law. Reporter 2: Isn’t that Kay Stone? Marty Mauser: I don’t want any of that to define me. Excuse me. Excuse me. What? Reporter 3: It’s Kay Stone over there. That’s her. Marty Mauser: Who’s that? Reporter 2: Well, you know, the movie actress. Like, from the 1930s. Opportunities. Marty Mauser: Opportunities? Reporter 1: That was good. Yeah, yeah. Great movie. Black Box. My dad loved her. Yeah. Reporter 2: Yeah. Marty Mauser: She was big? Reporter 3: She was huge. Reporter 1: Came and went. That’s her. Reporter 3: That’s Hollywood, mate. Reporter 1: Yeah. It’s her. Reporter 2: It is indeed. Something about a lake? Reporter 1: Shadow Lake. Reporter 2: Yeah, that was good. Reporter 1: Great legs. Gorgeous, mate. Gorgeous. Reporter 2: Think I have a chance, lads? Marty Mauser: Next question. Kay Stone: [calling her from his room] Hello? Marty Mauser: Kay? Kay Stone: Speaking. Marty Mauser: Hey, it’s Marty Mauser. I’m in the Royal Suite. I saw you in the lobby yesterday. Kay Stone: Okay. Marty Mauser: Yeah, we made eye contact. I was being interviewed. [Kay scoffs] Kay Stone: I don’t recall. Marty Mauser: Well, I’m a huge admirer. Kay Stone: Okay. Can I help you with something? Marty Mauser: Maybe. I just ordered one of everything off the room service menu. There’s no way I’ll be able to eat it all alone. Kay Stone: Ah. So you’d like me to come up to your room? Marty Mauser: Mm-hmm. Yeah. Kay Stone: Perhaps I should send my husband instead. Marty Mauser: Sure. He can come up here, and I’ll come down to you. Kay Stone: Wonderful. Thank you. Goodbye. Marty Mauser: Wait. I wanna keep talking. Kay Stone: [scoffs] Why is that? Marty Mauser: Because I’ve never talked to an actual movie star. Kay Stone: Well, now you have. I hope the experience was all you thought it would be. Marty Mauser: You know, I’m something of a performer too. Kay Stone: Are you? Marty Mauser: Yeah. You don’t believe me? Kay Stone: I... [stammers] Marty Mauser: You... What? What? Kay Stone: You’re a performer? Marty Mauser: Yeah, I’m a performer. You got the Daily Mail in front of you? Kay Stone: Uh, I do have it, yes. Marty Mauser: Okay. Well, turn to page 12. Kay Stone: [sighs] Uh... Page 12. Okay. What am I looking at here? Marty Mauser: Down the middle, in the center. Uh. Kay Stone: This is you? Marty Mauser: Yeah, “the chosen one.” It’s a nice picture, right? Kay Stone: Ping pong? Marty Mauser: I play table tennis. I’m here competing in the British Open. Kay Stone: How old are you? Marty Mauser: I’m 23. Kay Stone: Twenty three. Yeah. I bet you can’t name one film I’ve done. Marty Mauser: What makes you say that? Kay Stone: Because I stopped acting before you were born. Marty Mauser: Really? That’s really interesting. Mmhmm. Milton Rockwell: Kay, did you use my razor to shave your legs? It’s dull. I’ve cut myself. Kay Stone: No. Marty Mauser: Who’s that? Your husband? Milton Rockwell: I guess someone must’ve snuck in and chopped wood with it. Kay Stone: I’m on the phone. Marty Mauser: Holy shit. With whom? Kay Stone: Debbie. Milton Rockwell: Debbie. Marty Mauser: Debbie? Milton Rockwell: Tell her to get a life. Marty Mauser: Is he gone? Kay Stone: Mmhmm. Marty Mauser: Okay. So, why’d you stop acting? Let’s talk about that. Kay Stone: You know, I really have to go. Marty Mauser: You must miss it, don’t you? Come watch me play at Wembley tomorrow. Kay Stone: I... I can’t. Marty Mauser: Come on. You can watch me dethrone the number one ranked player in the world. Kay Stone: I’m not available. Marty Mauser: Oh, yeah? What you got going on? Kay Stone: Actually, I have a big promotional event to attend to for my husband. Marty Mauser: Oh, okay. What’s he promoting? Kay Stone: Pens. Marty Mauser: [laughs] Pens? Are you serious? Pens. Like, writing pens? Kay Stone: Yes. Marty Mauser: What, like, he’s a pen salesman? How can you afford the suite you’re in? Kay Stone: He owns Rockwell Ink. Marty Mauser: Oh. Okay. Well... Yes. I know Rockwell Ink. Kay Stone: I’m sure you do. Marty Mauser: [chuckles] Okay. Well, what’s the event? Kay Stone: He’s hired Agatha Christie to sign books at Hatchards. Marty Mauser: Ooh. That sounds really boring. Kay Stone: Okay. [hangs up and Marty calls again] Oh, for God’s sake. [answers] What is it? [sighs] Marty Mauser: Don’t hang up. Just one question. Does your room face the street or the courtyard? Kay Stone: I don’t know. Marty Mauser: Just answer the question. Is it facing the street or the courtyard? Kay Stone: The courtyard. Marty Mauser: Okay. I need you to go to the window. What floor are you on? Kay Stone: I’m on the third floor, I believe. Marty Mauser: Third floor. Okay, perfect. Look across the street. You see the open window with a bowl of fruit on the table? Kay Stone: I do. Marty Mauser: Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna make an apple appear in that bowl. And if I do, you’re gonna blow off your little rendezvous and come watch me play. Kay Stone: No, no, no. I’m not agreeing to anything, no. Marty Mauser: You don’t have to agree to anything. I’m gonna do it anyway. Okay? One... two... three. [Marty throws an apple knocking other fruit out of bowl] I’ll leave a ticket for you at the box office. [Marty hangs up] Wally: Why don't you put your money where your mouth is? Marty Mauser: How 'bout I put my penis where your mouth is? Ira Mizler: [Marty and Rachel were embraced] What's this? Rachel Mizler: Marty's father just died. I was consoling him. Ira Mizler: Bullshit. Marty Mauser: Ira, this is my friend since I was 8 years old. Ira Mizler: Am I talking to you? Marty Mauser: Now you are. Rachel Mizler: Marty, don't... Ira Mizler: No. Keep going. I'll rip that unibrow right off his fucking forehead. Marty Mauser: You wanna get physical with me? Like an ape? Marty Mauser: How much is he paying you? Officer Sal: What's that? Marty Mauser: You heard me. Murray Norkin: That's enough, Marty! Marty Mauser: No! How much is my uncle paying you to scare me? Officer Sal: Excuse me? Marty Mauser: Cause whatever it is, I'll double it for you to suck my dick. Officer Sal: What did you just say to me? Marty Mauser: Ugh, brush your teeth. What'd you, gargle diarrhea... [the cop hits him] Murray Norkin: Hey, hey, hey! Marty Mauser: He hit me, Murray! He hit me! Rachel Mizler: Aren't you going to say something? Marty Mauser: Uh... Congratulations? Rachel Mizler: Congratulations? Are you... I've been trying to get in touch with you for 8 months! Marty Mauser: I wouldn't know. I've... Rachel Mizler: I left a million messages with your service! Marty Mauser: Look, I can see what you're trying to do and it's not gonna work. Rachel Mizler: Excuse me? Marty Mauser: It's not mine, Rachel. Rachel Mizler: It is absolutely yours. Marty Mauser: I pull out! I pull out, does Ira pull out? Rachel Mizler: What are you saying... Marty Mauser: It's a simple question, just answer it yes or no. [Rachel cries] Milton Rockwell: Ah Marty, gimme the paddle. Ok, so here's what I want you to do. I want you to bend over that chair and drop your pants. Marty Mauser: For real? Milton Rockwell: You've been a really a bad boy and now you're going to get a spanking. Marty Mauser: Oh come on. Milton Rockwell: You want to get to Japan, don't you? Marty Mauser: Yes, but... Milton Rockwell: Well, that's what it's going to take. Marty Mauser: So to be clear, you're going to bring me to Japan and then compensate me. Milton Rockwell: Correct. We leave from Laguardia at 8am. Marty Mauser: Uh, do I need a ticket? Milton Rockwell: It's my plane. Marty Mauser: And how do I know you're going to honor this? Milton Rockwell: You don't. I'm not trying to control you Marty, but I don't think you understand the stakes. You have no power here. Cast Timothée Chalamet as Marty Mauser Larry 'Ratso' Sloman as Murray Norkin Mariann Tepedino as Mariann Odessa A'zion as Rachel Mizler Ralph Colucci as Lloyd Devorah Shubowitz as Norkin Customer Tyler the Creator as Wally (as Tyler Okonma) George Gervin as Lawrence Luke Manley as Dion Galanis Marinel Tinnirello as Not Marty's Messenger Fran Drescher as Rebecca Mauser Sandra Bernhard as Judy Emory Cohen as Ira Mizler w:John Catsimatidis as Christopher Galanis Géza Röhrig as Béla Kletzki Koto Kawaguchi as Koto Endo External links 32916440 Marty Supreme marty_supreme Marty Supreme Category:2025 films Category:2020s American films Category:Sports-comedy-drama films Category:American coming-of-age films Category:Films based on athletes Category:Films based on true stories Category:Period films Category:Romantic drama films Category:Holocaust films Category:Films set in the 1950s Category:Films about disability Category:Films set in Manhattan Category:American IMAX films