- So what is it—and why the hell does it look like that?  You working on a ransom note?  

- I told you it was an experiment with my right hand.

- You gonna lure your new fans into your gingerbread house?

- Gross, don't joke around like that.  It's a letter to my mom.

- Today, how's she going to read that shit?

- She's not going to read it—she never is.  It's an expression of what I want to scream at her.

- Oh, it's screaming all right.  It's screaming for the neighbor's dog to shut up.  Get it?  The serial killer reference?

- Yea, I get it.  I don't have time for jokes.  My counselor's helping me grow up.

- Oh, I see.  But why with your right hand?  It looks so difficult—

- Yea, one sentence takes a lot of effort and concentration.

- But why?

- It's supposed to be real simple and elementary.

- So you choose the simplest thought because of the strain on your hand?

- Well, once I started writing and saw how hard it was, I started to realize that's the level on which my mom and I communicate.

- (whispers) No, that doesn't sound right.

- (whispers) What did I say?

- (whispers) You're too dumb to speak so properly.

- Hey!

- What do you mean Today?  What level do you communicate...on?

- The way I write is the way I talk to her.  We can't communicate on a deeper level.  

- Oh.  You can't talk about love?

- Gross!

- (chuckles) What?  Is it the language barrier?  

- What do you mean?

- It's hard for you two to express yourselves on the same plain?  

- What's that?

- Like you're on a different level with one language and she's on the opposite with another?

- Maybe.  

- You can't go to her for advice?

- There's more to it.

- Which is?

- Which is none of your business.

- Eh, like I care.  

- Sorry.

- Everything eventually comes back to how you feel about yourself, Today.

- I can understand that.

- Goddamn Four Agreements.  

- What do you mean?

- Latin lovers.

- Huh?

- You wrote a lot though.

- My counselor says sometimes when you write out something nasty you want to say to someone, you don't feel the need to say it to that person.  

- Because it's already out there?

- Yea, you can find some relief.

- Bullshit.

- Well, you and her are terminally unique.  You want to try it out for your ex?

- Not with my other hand.  She's not going to be able to read it.