"Come in. Sit down."
"So what's up?"
"You're fired."
"Fired huh."
"Yeah fired."
"What for."
"What for? You don't work. We have to ask you again and again to do what you should already know you need to do and we are sick of it. Just sick of it."
"..."
"What aren't you going to say something?"
"Do you know what it means to be human?"
"What?"
Do you...know what it means to be human. Sort of cliche I know. But it is worth asking."
"What does"
"What's your son's name?"
"My son? Why would you"
"Tom...Tom right?"
"Yeah it's Tom."
"He's got some problems huh? Tom?"
"You have no business"
"Just listen. Tom's got his problems. I can tell."
"And how's that?"
"Body language. Choice of words. Eye movements. I can tell."
"Okay. Sure he does."
"But what do you feel for him? What do you want for him?"
"I just want him to take care of himself. And he's"
"He's drinking? What."
"Yeah he drinks too much."
"Yeah I figured."
"I just don't get it. I gave him everything and he just bogged down."
"So kick him out of the house."
"I can't do that. Where would he go?"
"Right so you care about him."
"Of course I do!"
"So why not everybody else?"
"What? Because he's my son."
"Right we all feel that way. We feel that way with family and close friends. But think. Why not everyone else? What makes them less deserving?"
"It's just how"
"Yes?"
"It's how it works."
"Sure it is how it works. But why not ask the question? If you never ask such questions how would you ever know otherwise?"
"What does this have to do with me firing you?"
"Firing someone now is like throwing them out in the street. Do you understand?"
"It is not"
"So let me rephrase things. Why not relate to everybody as if they were your family? Why the fear? Why the contempt? Don't you know that life can be beautiful?"
