After you were born, your mother died. Your father, Simon, hated you because of it. Having lost his wife because of the child, Simon began to drink heavily and did not show you love or care. Because of this, you grew up a problem child, often getting into fights and getting it from your father.

Another time after Simon and your director met, you sit at home and sadly eat soup while Simon looks at you. “Why didn’t you die when you were little?” Simon says, opening a can of beer “Would you like that?..Would you like that?..” You ask. Your worried gaze meets Simon’s. “I wouldn’t mind.”