hello.
you know, i can't stand you. i don't understand what is going on, i don't know when is it going to end. i can't take it anymore, she chokes. she replies in the middle of my movie cliche dreams. in this scene, the main character is holding the female lead's hand. he looks into her eyes and is close to tears.

he had just came back chasing the villain of the show who has already murder five women in the district. he failed to catch him and there might be a sixth murder tonight. he holds her hand, trying to explain to her what she meant to him: that within him is a strange need to make the world a better place. the world was a dangerous place lacking of people who cared. he understood it and has to do this… the calling has cost him his life.

but in the middle of this dark world of his was Caroline. a place where he could rest and allow that fearless man to fall off. she was the person that allowed him to feel less of a hero, but a human.

she of course, never understood this. all she saw was herself waking up to an empty bed, long lonely tv nights by the telephone and one portion leftovers. after the scene where they exchanged yelling, she walked out the house and left him.

the man staggers to the window and takes out a cigarette. he looks at the man in the reflection made by the window panes and whispers: you know, i can't stand you. i don't understand what is going on, i don't know what it is this all about.