the painting

Midge : This is the painting.
Declan : I’ve heard the stories. (chuckles) So tell me… does it make you smile?
Midge : It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve even seen. I mean it’s so different from…
Declan : My other work.
Midge : Yes. No. I mean, your other work is wonderful. Probably wards off vampires, but this one…
Declan : This one is perfect.
Midge : But I don’t understand. Why would you keep it locked away in here? I mean, why don’t you sell it?
Declan : Sell it? Sell the greatest thing I’m ever gonna do in my lifetime? Stick it in a gallery and a doctor’d bring it home.
Midge : A museum, then.
Declan : Oh, yeah, what, next to the mummies?
Midge : People should see this.
Declan : No, I painted this for me. This was gonna hang in my home. When I had a home. And a family, when I had that life. This was… this was gonna go there. But that was then. And this is now. I will never have that life.
Midge : Now, wait…
Declan : I’m not trying to spin a melodrama. I’m being very realistic. The chance for that life is gone.
Midge : That’s ridiculous.
Declan : It’ll never happen because… everything I have, I put into that. Nothing left.
Midge : I think that’s very sad.
Declan : Well, that’s the way it is. If you… if you want to do something great… you want to take something as far as it’ll go… you can’t have everything. You lose… family. Sense of home. But then… look at what exists. Are you sure I can’t get you to sleep with me?
Midge : Nope.
Declan : Even after I told you my sad, lonely story? I mean, my God, that was my very best line.
(door opens in distance)
Benjamin : Hello?
(door closes)
Benjamin : Miriam? Where are you?
Declan : The doctor sounds panicked.
Midge : I should go.
Benjamin : Miriam?
Declan : You never saw this.
Midge : That’s too bad.


Benjamin : Got a light?
Joel : Sure.
Benjamin : Thanks. Not in a sociable mood tonight, huh?
Joel : Guess not.
Benjamin : Me, neither. I’ve never really understood fireworks.
Joel : We used to love them. I mean, I did. Now they’re just… lights in the sky.
Benjamin : Lights in the sky.
Joel : You think…
Benjamin : What?
Joel : You think we’re ever really forgiven for the mistakes we’ve made?
Benjamin : Who do you want doing the forgiving? God?
Joel : People.
Benjamin : People never forgive. Not in my experience. They say they do, but they don’t. I’m not even sure forgiveness really matters.
Joel : Why wouldn’t it matter?
Benjamin : Well, what is it, forgiveness? It doesn’t mean anything. I mean, you still did what you did, right? Nothing’s changed. Forgiveness is a mindset. Synapses in your brain telling you to think differently about something that’s already happened. It’s amorphous. It’s not really there. And if it’s not really there, what is it?
Joel : God, I hope that’s not true. Every day, I feel like I’m getting kicked in the head a little. I know I deserve it, but I sure would like it to end some day.
Benjamin : Just do what I do, stay away from people. If you’re not around them, there are no mistakes to be made.
Joel : That’s not the answer. You know that. You need people.
Benjamin : To bum a light. That’s about it, though.
Joel : Nah. You’ll change your mind someday. Just wait. You’ll see.

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