— I had something I wanted to tell you.
— Can I borrow... A male in your bedroom? And he's cute. Am I sleepwalking again?
— I mean, okay, my mom... I don't know. She's a crazy person. She just worries all day every day. And honestly it annoys the shit out of me. It's way too much. And it's not helpful and I can't talk to her. I don't call her back.
— It's a problem. So she's got this husband that can't talk to her and this son that won't?
— Yeah, I guess.
— Makes you kind of a dick.
They bored him when they talked with him, their little superficial minds were so filled with emptiness.
I haven't spoken to my wife in years. I didn't want to interrupt her.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
— But their sensor systems have detected an error in analyzing space radiation.
— Adam, I'm having lunch. Speak English.
— I'm sorry. You see, the Star Tracker system is...
— No. No more background radiation black holes or Mars robots. Lunchtime is for guy talk. Two guys talking about women, the weather and such. You got it?
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
I like that part a lot. Having a chat when both of you know that one of you is going to die.
Molly, please don't feel the need to make conversation, it's really not your area.
Translated from the Russian by Kathleen Cook
Oh sweetheart, do you really think if you seal it up, that the pain's gonna go away?