Kate:So, what do you think?
Kate's Mom:He sounds like a nice boy.
Kate:Sounds like a nice boy. Anything else?
Kate's Mom:He has wonderful penmanship.
Kate:Mother, look at the date on the letter. The date.
Kate's Mom:You mean the time thing?
Kate:Yes.
Kate's Mom:That's just a detail.
Kate:Just a detail?
Alex's Dad:About the...the other day...it was not a good moment. I was in a hell of a hurry.
Alex:Of course. You've got some nice pieces here.
Alex's Dad:Oh, yeah. Music's fine, music helps. It's like Nletzsche says "life would be senseless"
Alex:Without music.
Alex's Dad:I guess I told you that, huh? Pour yourself a drink. Can you appreciate a good wine by now?
Alex:You bet.
Alex's Dad:You know, you'll have to forgive your father for being curious but... where have you been all these years? I thought your Kerouac days were behind you.
Alex:I'm sorry, what?
Alex's Dad:What? Oh, you can come up, if you like.
Alex:What are you working on?
Alex's Dad:Oh, I'm just - I'm just remembering things. It's not such an easy job, let me tell you. Nor is it particuIarly innocent, in my case. Your father is writing his memoirs.
Alex:Are we in it?
Alex's Dad:What do you think? Do you wanna be?
Alex:Do you?
Alex's Dad:Of course. You were all a part of your father's life.
Alex:Why are you talking to me in the third person?
Alex's Dad:Well, I - I don't - Because I'm writing about myself, I suppose. Why, doesn't it suit you?
Alex:I thought you might like these.
Alex's Dad:What are these? Something you've been working on?
Alex:No, they're- They're yours. From a house I just bought on the lake.
Alex's Dad:Oh, yes, I heard. They said some sleazy littIe condo developer had snapped it up. Oh, come on. Indulge your father. Can't you take a littIe joke, for God's sake? Come on. Tell me. Where have you been? I really want to know.
Alex:I was trying to forget you. Or forgive you.
Alex's Dad:Did you succeed?
Alex:No. let me know if you need any help remembering.
Alex's Dad:Oh, yeah, I will.


