Milstein

Richard, it's me!
I'm early.
....
What the hell is going on here?!
Richard!
What are you doing here?

You're early!

What is going on...
...what are you doing? -I had this wonderful idea...

I needed some light!
I needed to let in some light!

Richard, what are you doing?

I had this fantastic notion.
I combined my madness and my magic to solve the riddle...
until finding the coincidences.

Richard...

Don't come near me!
It seemed to me I needed to let in some light.

What do you think?

I cleared away all the windows.

Allright, Richard, do me one simple favor...
Come, come sit!

I don't think I can make it to the party tonight.

You don't have to go to the party...
you don't have to do anything you don't wanna do.
You can do as you like!

But I still have to face the hours, don't I?
I mean the hours after the party...
...
and the hours after them.

You do have good days still,
you know you do!

Not really.
It's kind of you to say so, but...
it's not really true.

Are they here?

Who?

The voices.

Oh, the voices are always here.
And it's the voices you're hearing now, isn't it?

No, no, no, no...
Mrs. Dalloway, it's you.
I've stayed alive for you...
but now you have to let me go.

Richard ...I...

No, wait, wait, wait.
...
Tell me a story.

What about?

Tell me a story from your day.

I... I got up...

Yes?

And...I went out...
and went to buy flowers...
like Mrs. Dalloway in the book, you know.

Yes.

And it was a beautiful morning...
Was it?

Yes, it was so beautiful...
it was so fresh.

Oh, fresh, was it?

Yes.

Like a...like a morning on a beach?

Oh, yes.

Like that?

Yes.

Like that morning...
...
when you walked out of that old house and you were eighteen...
and maybe I was nineteen.

Yes.

I was nineteen years old...
and I'd never seen anything so beautiful.
You, coming out of the glass-door in the early morning still sleepy.
Isn't it strange?
The most ordinary morning in anybody's life.
....
I'm afraid I can't make it to the party, Clarissa.

The party...
doesn't matter.

You've been so good to me, Mrs. Dalloway.
I love you.
I don't think two people could've been happier than we've been.

Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, honey.

This is perfect, this is just perfect.
Do you think so?

Sure.

You must've been working all day.
That's what we were doing, right, Bug? We were working all day.
This is just fantastic.

That's what I've always wanted.

One day Ritchie, I'll tell you...
I'll tell you how it all happened.

Don't.