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.
