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发布时间:2012-12-12
Scene III
Angela: What’s her name?
Brook: Her name is Charlotte.
Angela: How about you?
Brook: My name is Brook.
Brook: In this ocean, the names that belong to us seem so minuscule. There’re no words in the ocean, there’s no sounds in the ocean.
Angela: But, how do both of you get an idea about each other without words and sounds?
Brook: There is no way to do it. All I can do is waiting, waiting, and waiting; but in the end, I forget what the WAITING is for.
Angela: Don’t you feel lonely?
Brook: Perhaps I’ll forget what the loneliness is, I guess.
Diary: Feb. 25th. Winter’s coming to an end, but spring has not yet to arrive. Everything is filled with coldness.
Charlotte: How’s the boy?
Angela: He is still waiting for you.
He told me lots about you. You’re together, right? Why do you keep away from him?
Charlotte: Um… It’s long time ago.
Angela: I’m confused. You do care about him, right? Why do you want me to be with him? What if I tell him that you’re here and that both of you can start anew?
Charlotte: Impossible.
Angela: What’s wrong?
Charlotte: I died from a wreck 3 years age.
Angela: Wreck? You…you died?
Charlotte: The girl who’s speaking to you is my spirit. I don’t wanna be with him at all. I have stayed at this beach for several years, waiting for someone who can help us. Please, let him forget me. Be with him, Angela! I don’t wanna be with him anymore.