In front of the Gate of Mesologgi… Full shot. Flashback.

John

How many days can you stand?

Fotis

As many days as life values…

John

To whom is life valuable?

Fotis

To that one who has died.

John

But what can one do for the others from there on?

Fotis

One may live inside them as a memory…

John

But aren’t memories pieces of nostalgia?

Fotis

Memories which live inside us constitute the only role of our existence…

John

Are we nothing but a box of memories?

Fotis

Without memories we have no future…Time. Only memory can live after death…

John

And how does memory remember if it is only memory?

Fotis

A human is the memory which lives inside the future.

John

You see, me who dies every day I don’t understand you, let alone a child…

Fotis

And me who lives again every day I don’t know how many times it will take…

John

It will take what?

Fotis

To erase your pain in the fire of memory…

John

With how many deaths inside you do you live?

Fotis

With as many as my body can stand…

John

Even your body I don’t know how it crosses time…

Fotis

My body is nothing but pieces of time…

John

It’s for this reason that you remember so old things?

Fotis

It’s not that I remember them; I simply don’t forget them and I experience them.

John

Does Athanasia know this?

Fotis

Not yet.

John

I don’t know whether she will be able to accept it… She doesn’t know how to suffer that much…She is a little girl in the world of pain…

Fotis

And I don’t want that she grows up…

John

What if she loves you?

Fotis

She mustn’t.

John

Only when one mustn’t, it’s interesting. Laughing. So many years have passed; yet I feel like a child in front of the ocean… And I don’t want her to get hurt…

Fotis

Neither do I…

John

But after she loves you and knows of your deaths, it’s impossible for her not to get hurt…

Fotis

You are right… Therefore I have to go away…

John

She won’t understand why you will be gone…

Fotis

I will always look after her…No matter where I will be…

John

No matter where you will be, she will be missing you…

Fotis

As death misses from perfection of life.

John

They met the perfection of life. He is showing the Gate.

Fotis

Yes, all together they became a single human.

John

The resistance of time went through that Gate.

Fotis

The Gates of time are always open.

John

It is like that that they hurt humans.

Fotis

Whenever I pass from here I feel inside me their wounded bodies.

John

At least they died knowing why. Whereas mass dying every day in life, forgets its very existence even…

Fotis

Athanasia is different…

John

Yes, since she was little…Time. Since that day that she went to the station…

Fotis

At the end of the lines?

John

Where everything starts and ends…Silence. When were you here for the last time?

Fotis

Does it matter?

John

I don’t know, maybe….Time. I just thought…

Fotis

The end of the story…The beginning of the myth…

John

It was like she met you there for the first time…

Fotis

For me, there is no first time…

John

Everything happened before happening.

Fotis

Everything died before living.

Flashback. End