Death in Love2008

Eldest Son:
No, don't. Please, don't leave. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman:
For what?

Eldest Son:
It... just... I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman:
No, you're not.

Eldest Son:
What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm telling you I'm sorry, and you're telling me that I'm not for nothing will change that. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman:
No. You can say whatever you want to say, and you cannot take it back. You're not sorry. From that impassive tone of voice and those empty eyes, you're not sorry.

Eldest Son:
Please don't go. You're hurt about what I said. I'm sorry.

Beautiful Woman:
No... you're not.

Eldest Son:
It's not like I did something terrible to you.

Beautiful Woman:
[walks out] I thought you were the one handing out favors.