#270: Merlin

[[Man and woman standing by a train]]

Woman: I’m bad at goodbyes. At some level I never think they’re for real.

Man: They make me think of T. H. White’s Merlin.

Woman: Oh?

Man: He lived backwards, remembering the future and not the past. To him, final goodbyes meant nothing, while first hellos were tearful and bittersweet.

Woman: Huh - so over the years he’d forget all his friends.

Must’ve been lonely.

Man: Yeah. He ended up just sitting around at home watching DVDs all day. The best was the time he rented ‘Memento’…

[[Merlin is sitting in front of a couch, watching TV]]

Merlin: Well, that was straightforward.