地下室母女探討喪子之痛的對白

　　一部節奏輕緩的電影。關於喪子之痛。
　　不知為何，最近總是看到這種探討死亡的作品。比如，剛讀完的吉本芭娜娜的《廚房》也以未亡人的角度談論著生死。
　　死亡過於沉重，我還難以理解。我也希望永遠不會體會到個中滋味。
　　
　　對面癱妮可，一直不抱任何好感，不過這部電影她確實在一定程度上打了一個翻身仗。

　　嗯，其實這壓根不是一篇影評。那麼下面進入正題，貼上整部電影我最喜歡的一段對白吧。也就是在整理Danny遺物時母女在地下室裡的對白——關於死亡的悲傷。我想這段對白也可以普適到人生各種大大小小的悲傷中去吧。
      個人聽寫，如有錯誤，請不吝指正。=v=

Becca: Did it ever go away?

Mum: No,I don't think it does,not for me,it hasn't.
It has been going on for 11 years.
It changes though.

Becca: How?

Mum: I don't know.The weight of it,I guess.
At some point,it becomes bearable.
It turns into something that you can crawl out from under.
And then you can carry it around like a brick in your pocket.And you even forget it for a while,
but then you reach in for whatever reason,and then there it is.
Oh,right,that.
It could be awful.But not all the time.
It's kind of not that you like it exactly,but it's what you've got instead of your son.
So,you carry it around,and it doesn't go away which is...

Becca: Which is what?

Mum: Fine,actually.

       誰說不是呢，悲傷一開始總是會壓得你透不過氣，抽不得身。但是隨著時間的推進，慢慢的，悲傷就變成了可以放在兜裡的一塊磚。很多時候，你已不再能感受到他的重量。即使不經意的再次觸碰到，即使你知道他從來不曾遠離，你也可以坦然接受了。畢竟，一切都過去了。