Love & death

Boy: (On the phone) Hello?
Girl: (On the phone as well) My dad died.
Boy: …
Girl: …
Boy: Can I help?
Girl: I don’t need anything… Thanks. I just wanted you to know.
Boy: …
Girl: You don’t have to come. I hate funerals. And I don’t want you there.
Boy: Ok, I understand.
Girl: …
Boy: …
Girl: Will you take me to see a porno-film?
Boy: Yes, of course.
Girl: The most perverse one.
Boy: I’ll find something.


“Norwegian Wood”, by Tran Anh Hung