Conor: How does the story begin?
The Monster: It begins like so many stories. With a boy, too old to be a kid. Too young to be a man. And a nightmare...
The Monster: A dream? What is a dream, Conor O'Malley? And who is to say that it is not everything else that is a dream?
Conor: That's a terrible story! And a cheat!
The Monster: It's a true story. Many things that are true feel like a cheat. Kingdoms get the princes they deserve. Farmers' daughters die for no reason. And sometimes witches merit saving. Quite often, actually. You'd be surprised.
Conor: I don't get it. Who's the good guy here?
The Monster: There is not always a good guy, Conor O'Malley. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.
The Monster: Stories are wild creatures, Conor O'Malley. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?
The Monster: Belief is half of all healing. Belief in the cure, belief in the future that awaits. Your belief is valuable, so you must be careful where you put it, and in whom.
Dad: I still love her. But, you see, the... Love isn't enough. It doesn't carry you through.
Conor: So, you didn't get happily ever after.
Dad: No, but that's life, you know? Most of us just get messily ever after. That's alright.
Mum: The eyes. The eyes, that's it. Life is always in the eyes. If you get that, you'll be a proper artist.
The Monster: There was once an invisible man, who had grown tired of being unseen. It was not that he was actually invisible. It was just that people had become used to not seeing him. One day, the invisible man couldn't stand it anymore. He kept wondering: If no one sees you, are you really there at all?
The Monster: Speak the truth or you will never leave this place!
Conor: I want it to be over!
The Monster: How can a prince be a murderer and be loved by his people? How can an apothecary be evil-tempered but right-thinking? How can invisible men make themselves more lonely by being seen?
Conor: I don't know. Your stories never made any sense to me.
The Monster: Because humans are complicated beasts. You believe comforting lies while knowing full well the painful truth that makes those lies necessary.
The Monster: In the end, Conor, it is not important what you think. It is only important what you do.
Conor: So what do I do?
The Monster: What you did just now. You speak the truth.
Conor: That's all?
The Monster: You think it's easy? You were willing to die rather than speak it.
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The Monster: It begins like so many stories. With a boy, too old to be a kid. Too young to be a man. And a nightmare...
The Monster: A dream? What is a dream, Conor O'Malley? And who is to say that it is not everything else that is a dream?
Conor: That's a terrible story! And a cheat!
The Monster: It's a true story. Many things that are true feel like a cheat. Kingdoms get the princes they deserve. Farmers' daughters die for no reason. And sometimes witches merit saving. Quite often, actually. You'd be surprised.
Conor: I don't get it. Who's the good guy here?
The Monster: There is not always a good guy, Conor O'Malley. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.
The Monster: Stories are wild creatures, Conor O'Malley. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?
The Monster: Belief is half of all healing. Belief in the cure, belief in the future that awaits. Your belief is valuable, so you must be careful where you put it, and in whom.
Dad: I still love her. But, you see, the... Love isn't enough. It doesn't carry you through.
Conor: So, you didn't get happily ever after.
Dad: No, but that's life, you know? Most of us just get messily ever after. That's alright.
Mum: The eyes. The eyes, that's it. Life is always in the eyes. If you get that, you'll be a proper artist.
The Monster: There was once an invisible man, who had grown tired of being unseen. It was not that he was actually invisible. It was just that people had become used to not seeing him. One day, the invisible man couldn't stand it anymore. He kept wondering: If no one sees you, are you really there at all?
The Monster: Speak the truth or you will never leave this place!
Conor: I want it to be over!
The Monster: How can a prince be a murderer and be loved by his people? How can an apothecary be evil-tempered but right-thinking? How can invisible men make themselves more lonely by being seen?
Conor: I don't know. Your stories never made any sense to me.
The Monster: Because humans are complicated beasts. You believe comforting lies while knowing full well the painful truth that makes those lies necessary.
The Monster: In the end, Conor, it is not important what you think. It is only important what you do.
Conor: So what do I do?
The Monster: What you did just now. You speak the truth.
Conor: That's all?
The Monster: You think it's easy? You were willing to die rather than speak it.
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