The Dish & the Spoon

Boy:
I'm a rent boy.

Rose:
Oh, what's that?

Boy:
Silly, it's male prostitute.

Boy:
I'd marry you, if you wanted me to.

Rose:
Do you want to get married?

Boy:
I think so.

Rose:
Okay.

Boy:
I don't really understand Thanksgiving. Like, what... I thought you annihilated the indians, not sat down and had a big dinner with them.

Rose:
No, we did. Both.

Boy:
What? You... So you celebrate killing them? That's... that's the celebration?

Rose:
No, no-no-no, the indians did end up all dead but what we celebrate is the meal that happened before we killed them, because when we got here, they had things that we wanted, and we had things that they wanted - like guns and drinks - and it was a mutually beneficial relationship; and then, at some point, our needs conflicted - and when needs conflict, most of the time, one person gets what they want and the other person doesn't - so we gave them smallpox on purpose, and then we continued to sort of systematically kill them - but what we celebrate is... the meal that we had before any of that happened, when everything was good.

Boy:
Hitler... Hitler was popular before the killing. You know? People don't celebrate that.

Rose:
But he didn't have dinner with the Jews. You see my point?

Boy:
No.

Boy:
You won't hurt me, will you?