HER: Is a norwal real?
HIM: Excuse me?
HER: Narwha- Norwhale? No. Norwhal, I think. The whale with the horn. That’s real.
HIM: Honey, I don’t know.
HER: No I think it is.
It has a horn.
HIM: A tusk.
HER: Right. It’s like a tusk, or horn something.
HIM: But what does it do with it?
HER: With what?
HIM: The tusk? Does it have an evolutionary purpose.
HER: Not everything needs a purpose.
HIM: It had to be there for a reason. The tusk.
HER: This is the
difference between men and women.
Scientifically.
HIM: Oh so now you’re dealing with science? Let’s google it. They exist.
HER: No that men want actions and thoughts, and women want
feelings.
HIM: Now it’s
psychoanalysis? What does that-
HER: I heard it on a lecture.
HIM: See you’re into
facts too. Can we just google it?
HER: It’s just an observation, it felt accurate to the
moment.
HIM: What does this have to do with a narwhal-whale- whatever?
HER: Exactly, you want answers. Action.
Proof. I don’t need it.
HIM: Scientifically
there’s a reason.
HER: I don’t think there needs to be a reason. Maybe it just
likes it the horn, so it kept it. Maybe it’s just how it was made. Maybe it’s just
pretty.
HIM: That doesn't make sense. Maybe it’s a big
tooth or something.
HER: I don't care if it's a tooth.
HIM: A tooth/horn. To attack its prey, and it's been rendered obsolete.
HER: I don't care if it's a tooth.
HIM: A tooth/horn. To attack its prey, and it's been rendered obsolete.
HER: The how doesn’t
matter.
HIM: Yes it does.
HER: No, it’s a rare beautiful thing, that we’re never going
to see. The how of the horn doesn’t matter.
HIM: I think it does, but whatever. What are you
getting at?
HER: If this horned
thing exists, The narwhale.
HIM: Narwhal.
HER: And it makes no sense that it has a horn. You agree that it makes no sense?
HIM: Narwhal.
HER: And it makes no sense that it has a horn. You agree that it makes no sense?
HIM: Sure. That I know of.
HER: Well then what
about unicorns…
HIM: Excuse me?
HER: Unicorns.
HIM: What?
HER: You’ve never
seen a narwhal?
HIM: No. I’ve never seen a narwhal. How much did you drink?
HER: One glass. Okay
you’ve never seen a narwhal and yet you say it exists.
HIM: Sure. Just one glass?
HER: Yes! So how do you
know a unicorn doesn’t exist?
HIM: You mean like
Lisa Frank shit?
HER: Stop it!
HIM: No it was all over the trapper keepers with rainbows. I think unicorns crap rainbows.
HER: I’m not joking. I’m asking how you feel.
HIM: I feel like... you’re a thirty year old woman asking me if I believe in unicorns.
HER: Why can’t you
just believe?
HIM: In a unicorn?
HER: In anything. In
something intangible, in something hopeful, in something possible, magic.
HIM: Honey-
HER: Not everything
has a purpose. You and I together don’t have a purpose.
HIM: Sure we do.
HER: If we don't have kids societally we have no purpose. "Evolutionarily". You seem to be very into evolution.
HIM: What? This isn't the scopes monkey trial. This is us. We have a purpose.
HER: Evolutionarily?
HIM: We have a purpose.
HER: If we don't have kids societally we have no purpose. "Evolutionarily". You seem to be very into evolution.
HIM: What? This isn't the scopes monkey trial. This is us. We have a purpose.
HER: Evolutionarily?
HIM: We have a purpose.
HER: Fine, what is
it?
HIM: We’re together to…to combat loneliness?
HER: I’m not even going to acknowledge that.
HIM: But you'll acknowledge unicorns.
HER: You're with me to deal with loneliness?
HIM: But you'll acknowledge unicorns.
HER: You're with me to deal with loneliness?
HIM: That's why people are in relationships.
HER: Funny.
HIM: You’re mad at me because I won’t believe in unicorns.
HER: Funny.
HIM: You’re mad at me because I won’t believe in unicorns.
HER: You won’t
entertain the possibility.
HIM: Of unicorns?
HER: It’s not about
unicorns.
HIM: Then what is it
about? I’m not having a fight about ugly tooth whales and unicorns.
HER: It’s about
faith, it’s about magic...it’s about God.
HIM: We went from unicorns to God.
HER: You won’t even entertain the possibility of something
existing without it being rational. I need magic.
HIM: Then let’s go to the castle. You can see some tricks.
HER: I need someone who believes something bigger. Why do you think we met?
HIM: Because we were
set up, and your sister thought I was cute.
HER: I need to be
someone’s unicorn. I need to be with someone who is okay with not knowing
exactly but hoping. I don’t know shit. I
need someone to entertain the possibility of what they don’t know, even if they
don’t exist.
HIM: You’re breaking
up with me because I don’t believe in unicorns.
HER: No, because you
don’t believe. And maybe you’ll meet a
girl who will immediately google narwhal and the conversation will be
over. But I’m not her. It'd be easier if I was.
HIM: I like when you
ask questions.
HER: You like when they have answers.
I'm sorry.
HIM: It doesn't make sense.
HIM: It doesn't make sense.
They stand there in silence, he picks up his phone.
HIM: Narwhals can get
to be about 2100 lbs.
HER: I didn’t know that.
HIM: Neither did I.