The Lost Language of Cranes Page #5

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Is it really me you've been loving?

What do you mean?

I mean, sometimes it seems to me

that you don't even know me.

You haven't gotten to know me at all.

You haven't even tried.

Philip.

Philip, stop.

- What are you doing?

- I'm going home!

- Why?

- Don't!

How dare you say that to me?

I mean, it just isn't fair!

What's not fair?

Maybe I didn't see you.

Maybe I don't really know you.

But is that all my fault?

Whenever I try to ask you

anything, you just clam up

or you get angry

If I don't really know you,

it's because you won't let me.

- You know it's not that simple.

- Well, then what?

- Hm?

- You say you're in love with me.

- But you don't know about being in love...

- No, stop.

...because this is nothing.

- Stop it.

You have no right to tell me

that I don't love you.

I have felt it.

I have felt it here.

Now you can tell me that I'm...

selfish.

You can tell me I'm childish.

You can tell me I'm self-involved.

But don't tell me

that what I feel isn't real.

OK?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. You're right.

Where are you going?

Home.

It's late. You really

want to go home now?

All alone in the cold?

I'm sorry.

I was angry.

What about tomorrow?

(Sighs)

Tomorrow is tomorrow.

Tonight I want you to stay with me.

I want to be with you tonight.

(Buzzer)

(Moaning)

(Sighs)

I'm gay.

I'm gay.

You're shocked.

This isn't something new.

Everyone at work knows,

all my friends know.

Everybody...

Everybody knows except for you.

And it's not just a question

of homosexuality,

it's a question of secrets.

I know that it must be, er...

a shock for you...

that so much of my life

I've had to keep so many secrets.

I know all children have secrets.

(Clears throat)

But usually those secrets don't make up

such a huge part of their lives.

No more secrets.

No more. So now you know.

Won't you say something?

I'm not sure I know what to say.

"I'm glad you told me"?

I'm not sure that I am glad.

You'd rather I'd have kept

a secret even longer?

Well, we all have secrets.

Does that mean they all have to be revealed?

Sometimes it's better to be honest.

(Rose) Better for whom?

Better for all of us.

I wish I could be so sure.

Well, I'll, erm...

You'll have to give us time.

Right, Owen?

Need time.

I just didn't think it was fair

for you not to know

such an important part of my life.

There are things I could tell you, Philip.

Things I have never told a living soul.

- Tell them.

- No.

- Why not? I'm prepared.

- Well, I'm not.

Keeping certain secrets secret...

is important to the general balance of life.

Oh. So you'd rather

that I marry a woman.

So that I can feel anxiety

every time I don't feel something sexual.

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