Where the Dead Go to Die

Ralph:
I was lucky in a way, I suppose. I found the love of my life. But not the right time. By the time I found her, she was already broken beyond repair and nothing I say or do will ever change that. But at least I know she exists.

The Man:
I killed myself the other day. I killed myself and buried my body underneath the floor boards. I don't really remember where. I don't want to remember.