The dialogue below is a touching one used as the central conflict in The Banshees of Inisherin. The film had good discoveries about what chatting means for different people. I like aimless chatting.<\/p>\n
Colm:<\/strong> I was too harsh yesterday.<\/p>\n P\u00e1draic:<\/strong> Yesterday, he says. I know well you was too harsh yesterday. And today.<\/p>\n C:<\/strong> I just, uh… I just have this tremendous sense of time slippin’ away on me, Padraic. And I think I need to spend the time I have left thinking and composing. Just trying not to listen to any more of the dull things that you have to say for yourself. But I’m sorry about it. I am, like.<\/p>\n P: <\/strong>Are you dying?<\/p>\n C: <\/strong>No, I’m not dying.<\/p>\n P: <\/strong>But then you’ve loads of time.<\/p>\n C: <\/strong>For chatting?<\/p>\n P: <\/strong>Aye.<\/p>\n C: <\/strong>For aimless chatting?<\/p>\n P: <\/strong>Not for aimless chatting. For good, normal chatting.<\/p>\n C: <\/strong>So, we’ll keep aimlessly chatting and me life’ll keep dwindling. And in 12 years, I’ll die with nothin’ to show for it bar the chats I’ve had with a limited man, is that it?<\/p>\n P: <\/strong>I said, “Not aimless chatting.” I said, “Good, normal chatting.”<\/p>\n C: <\/strong>The other night, two hours you spent talking to me about the things you found in your little donkey’s shite that day. Two hours, Padraic. I timed it.<\/p>\n