Atraso

Ya el día en que particular y socialmente se dice todas las bondades de las madres, las cosas buenas, los sacrificios, y las maravillas de las madres, pasó.
Honestamente lo mejor de mi madre quizás sea que me quiera aún siendo quien soy...

Por eso no puedo evitar sentirme triste cuando veo esta película (Artificial Intelligence, 2001), esta escena...



Y el diálogo fuerte...

Monica: You won't understand the reasons but I have to leave you here.
David: Is it a game?
Monica: No.
David: When will you come back for me?
Monica: I'm not, David. You'll have to be here by yourself.
David: Alone?
Monica: With Teddy.
David: No. No, no, no! No, Mommy, please! No, no. Please, Mommy.
Monica: They would destroy you, David!
David: I'm sorry I broke myself. I'm so sorry I cut your hair off. I'm sorry I hurt Martin.
Monica: I have to go. I have to go! Stop it! I have to go now.
David: Mommy, don't! Mommy if Pinocchio became real and I become a real boy can I come home?
Monica: That's just a story.
David: But a story tells what happens.
Monica: Stories are not real! You're not real! Now, look. Take this, alright? Don't let anyone see how much it is. Look. Don't go that way. Go anywhere but that way or they'll catch you. Don't ever let them catch you! Listen, stay away from Flesh Fairs, away from where there are lots of people. Stay away from all people. Only others like you, only Mecha are safe!
David: Why do you want to leave me? Why? I'm sorry I'm not real. If you let me, I'll be so real for you!
Monica: Let go, David! Let go! I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the world.