[Comprehensive] There is a problem in this world

[6]

The instrument beeped softly.

"The signs of life are confirmed to have disappeared." Someone said.

After the silence, there was a sudden burst of cheers.

[1]

This was not the first application they received, but in view of the special status of the applicant, Albert decided to serve as the volunteer's correspondent after a long time of deliberation.After a short journey, he arrived at the laboratory of Vatican Star University and watched the real-time surveillance video with the contacts.

This was better than his worst scenario, after all he thought he was going to Earth at first.Star travel is always annoying, and Albert is glad he doesn't have to travel long distances.

He is now on Vatica, the planet they call the Central Star.It is located at the other end of the spiral arm of the Milky Way, far away from the Earth.Most of the human beings born here will never see a single person on Earth in their lifetime...Of course, this statement will no longer hold true after a while.

"Do you think she's serious?" The man twirled a coin between his fingers. This kind of metal coin is considered an antique now. Given enough money to support them 'eternally', they all withdrew their applications without hesitation, as quickly as someone stepped on their tail."

This is also what Albert is worried about.They don't want suicides, religious zealots or idiosyncratic people.But other than that, people who meet their needs are obviously more willing to submit the application first, use the ensuing attention to grab the resources they need, and then withdraw the application, letting them be used like a joke Go round and round.

"We will respect the applicant's choice in any case."

"Ha! You should be honest." All the men mocked.

He flipped the coin: "Are you going to see her anyway?"

"My role is to ensure that applicants have the power to amend their submitted applications at any time," Mr Abbott said.

"You always say that, don't you?" said the man.

When Albert entered the ward, he saw the applicant lying in the sun.The bioprosthetic took good care of her, at least on the surface, and she held a delicate stem in her hand, her eyes lingering on the soft violet-hued petals.

He walked over and stopped in front of her.

"Hello, Ms. Zhong Zixing, I am your observer. You can call me Albert. I will accompany you to spend the next one to two years. I hope we can get along well."

His voice did not attract the applicant's attention, she still stared at the flowers in her hand.Albert noticed her eyes.He has seen this look many times, from patients who have been dying for many years. They are not interested in the world around them, they don't care about the changes in the world, and many even have the malice of destroying something.

But only for a moment, the applicant looked away.She looked at Albert, showing a soft smile, as if the look just now was just his illusion.

"Hello, sir," she said.

She's unquestionably an Earthling, Albert thought as he sat down.

That doesn't mean she's physically different from them.In the centuries since leaving the earth, the appearance of human beings has not undergone significant changes. If you throw an earthling into the crowd, most people will not realize that the human being is from the earth.But if they are left alone in a space, most people can easily recognize them: "Ha, people on Earth are different from us."

He asked in a soft tone: "how do you feel today, Miss Zhong?"

The applicant looked at him with his head tilted, not hiding his gaze.Is there a hint of interest in her eyes?Albert wasn't sure.

She said slowly, "I think you should know my name...you can call me by that."

"Okay, Purser."

"Is it your job to ask me how I feel?"

"My task," Albert answered with deliberation, "is to ensure that if you want to amend the application, your ideas can be submitted to the committee members in time."

Purser smiled softly: "I know, in order to ensure the 'maximum' respect for personal wishes, I can go back on my word until the last moment, right?"

"That's exactly what the agreement says."

"You still say that your task is to study my mental state." Purser's response to his answer was to smile.

Albert saw understanding from her smile, and she knew that he was not just acting as a mouthpiece.But otherwise, she didn't seem more sarcastic or targeted.She really didn't care about their purpose.

"this is only……"

Purser cut off his defense.

She handed him the violet in her hand as if it were a sword she had thrust out.

"Do you like flowers, Albert?"

"I guess I'm not sure."

But that's just a flower.

Purse smiled happily, with a sly smile: "But your job is to chat with me, and you can't always talk to me in an official tone."

"Communication is only part of the job."

"I guess so." Purser looked away. "If you want to ensure that I don't change my mind, what you need to do is to maintain rather than change."

She said lazily: "Don't worry, whether you chat with me or not, my decision will not be taken back."

"Thank you for your... understanding. And," Albert paused.Just a simple question, he thought, "I like..."

But this time Perser's eyes moved out of the window.

"What a beautiful day. You ask me how I feel? Well, I feel fine. It's a beautiful day too."

When her face was turned to the sun, Albert found her eyes were like black seas rippling.

[2]

"Why are we designing a 21st century Earth here? I thought our task would be more challenging, even if we were going back to that era...movies? I prefer the setting of Star Wars, and this kind of scene modeling has no interest."

"Because the applicant is a fan of superhero movies, and the early 21st century happened to be the era when such movies flourished, and the backgrounds were basically set on the earth in that era. Hey, thinking about the best, we can refer to the original part of the earth Movies, you don’t need to spend too much time looking for information, you can concentrate on building the interstellar scene, which is indispensable from the movie.”

"Hmm... maybe you're right. At least interstellar modeling can be used directly in the future. Now let's move on to the next item... What abilities should we give her? This setting doesn't seem very friendly to ordinary people."

"From a cost-saving point of view, we'd better design it beautifully."

"The kind the audience will like?"

"Yeah, the kind they'd like."

When people talked about that era, they would probably say that "the 'Eternal Life Project' destroyed the social order at that time", but in the era when this plan was first created, almost everyone regarded it as the only salvation to eternity.

As early as the age of the earth, people fantasized about freezing themselves and freezing their own time before the end of their lives, expecting to have a way to prolong their lives when they wake up.After the "Eternal Life Project" is promoted to all human beings, they call it "the dawn of the future", and believe that it is the gospel of terminally ill patients, a lifeline that extends infinitely in time, and connects hope and rebirth.

"I don't want to talk to you," said Purser, who was watching him open his book.

Albert raised his gaze from the page, "Should I ask why?"

"You'd better ask." A smile flashed in Perser's eyes.

Albert had reason to think it was a tiresome job.But the truth is that he doesn't think so.

Perhaps this is some kind of regional discrimination, but when it comes to people on earth, most of the first thoughts in the minds of most human beings are: weak, sensitive, fickle, moody... But when Purse said something similar to him, Always with a smile.

"Look at me more? Even if you can't make me feel nostalgic about living, you don't have to act like a robot, do you?"

"I always do."

"Looks right. What are you reading?"

"Psychology." He was lying.

Perser saw it too.

"Then it should be an interesting book," she concluded.

Albert didn't speak.

Purser didn't look like he wanted to talk either.After a while, she looked at the starry sky in the room and asked, "What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you let me continue to be moldy alone?"

"The agreement stipulates that I must ensure that I can assist you at any time."

"Then let's talk about the agreement." Purser said, "Building a world will be very hard, right?"

It's a good topic.Albert judged that describing as much of the world they were building as possible would make Perser more attracted to it.Before coming, he did prepare a lot of materials, and he was also following up the progress of programming at any time, and even delved into the relevant materials of the world background for this purpose.

"The available reference materials are relatively complete, so the difficulty of building 'Paradise' is not as great as expected..."

Perth suddenly laughed, "My God, you really call it heaven."

Albert hesitated.

"If you wish to call it 'Eden'."

This time Perser laughed so hard he could hardly breathe.Then she started coughing.

The breath of death enveloped her face, and Albert turned his head, paying attention to the changes in the data displayed on the instrument to determine whether Perser needed first aid.

Fortunately, the changes in the data were still under control. After a few minutes, she recovered from her breathing blockage, closed her eyes to rest, and opened them again after a while.

Only this time, there was obvious weakness on her face.

Perser was silent for a few minutes, then said with a smile, "Look, you don't really need to bother."

Albert knew she was referring to her current physical condition.The illness she suffers from is a rare family disease, so far there is no effective treatment method, all known treatment methods can only prolong her lingering time, and this state is obviously not much more comfortable than death.With her poor body, she should be eager to accept...

Albert stopped thinking. "But you can choose another path."

"And you sincerely hope that I don't change my choice," said Purser. "Ah, don't rush to talk, I know, you just 'heartally hope' . . . "

She paused for a moment, watching Albert's expression change.

"...I will be very cooperative, sir." Not getting satisfactory feedback, Perse sighed, and said obediently, "It's better to continue talking about the agreement, you should like this topic better. You will write some kind of ability?"

"Yes, you can also request to have a specific ability."

"Will it be the same for others in the future?"

"If it works out on you, I think, yeah, it's going to be part of the process."

"What if I die in that world? The world I want is quite dangerous. Someone will make more dangerous demands in the future, right?"

This information is not written.Albert submitted this question to the programming group, and after a few seconds, he received the answer.

"They... They decided that maybe they could give you part of the authority to write the world." His tone fully revealed his confusion about this setting.

"Really?" Purser sighed inexplicably, "Isn't this a foul?"

"Perhaps this setting is necessary."

"You better add a limit, otherwise it's not fair to the world."

"I can't think of a place where it's unfair."

"I'm talking about the constructed world."

Ordinary people shouldn't think so.If you have the ability to do what you want, most people will not think about restricting it first, or feel that they are not worthy of willful power.

Albert remembered the documents he had seen.In the document, Perser put forward several requirements for building the world. The requirements are not difficult. She hopes to find the loved ones of some characters, change the past of some characters, and let some characters live.He had thought it was due to the usual sentimentality of Earthlings.

"You really yearn for that world, don't you?"

"Is this user research?" Purser shrugged. "I haven't tried it yet. But if I did I wouldn't be able to rate you guys, so yes, I'd love it. What's the answer?"

"This is not user research."

The way Purser looked at him changed.

She seemed to have discovered an interesting new toy, most of her casual look dissipated, and she almost asked enthusiastically, "This is what you want to ask yourself, isn't it?"

Nothing to deny.Albert nodded, "Yes."

The task of the programming group, or the task of the entire planning department, is to design a desirable world, which is also the most important part of the agreement.They want to make up a paradise.Just like the believers in the old days, believers will pray day after day, repent, and abide by the arduous and boring creed, just to enter heaven after death.In heaven, they are free from disease and pain, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Perser laughed.

When she smiled, there would be a small depression on one side of the cheek, which was also one of the characteristics of people on Earth. Albert had never seen this phenomenon in humans other than Earth.

"Okay, I'll answer you."

She hooked her fingers to him, and Albert remembered that this was a gesture to signal him to approach, so he leaned on the side of the bed and leaned slightly towards him.

"I love it, but I wouldn't have chosen 'eternal' without the temptation."

"Don't you believe in the future?" Albert recalled the most common reason people objected to the immortality plan.

"How do you believe it?" Perser blinked. "It may be worse, or it may be better. But no matter what, I will never hate it."

"I'm afraid I don't understand."

Perser laughed again.

"It's simple," she said. "As you say, it's a personal choice."

[3]

"The committee hopes to edit a movie as soon as possible after the end - a biographical film, preferably a commercial film - to facilitate the post-publicity, and let everyone realize the long-term significance and positive impact of the euthanasia bill as soon as possible..."

"Hell, did you tell them it's impossible?"

"Sorry, I don't understand? When it's over, you'll have someone's entire life as material. Isn't that enough to edit a few movies?"

"Of course, under normal circumstances, but you need more than a movie, don't you? You need advertising, you need to extract her value, you need to compensate your capital investment, you need people to accept, or desire, so that they I don’t want to pursue fucking eternity. But normally speaking, a person’s life cannot be as climaxing as a movie—why is a movie wonderful, because its plot is written by the screenwriter! Movie? Yes. But the effect of publicity? Ha, even if the background world is not without bright spots, it was centuries ago, and the audience has long since given up on it."

"Then think of it as screenwriting for a movie."

"Of course you... hey, wait. I need to double check what you mean. Can you represent the committee?"

"Alas... forget about them, they only care about impact. Since you can write the basic setting, write the plot as well, at least design the main line."

"The agreement stipulates that we cannot interfere with the applicant's self-will..."

"We didn't interfere. Don't you understand? Every choice was made by her, no one manipulated her. She was just fighting against fate."

Is euthanasia a crime?

This kind of controversy has continued every day since the concept of "euthanasia" was born. People debate whether this act is kind and gentle, or deprivation and cruelty.If a patient chooses euthanasia because he cannot endure physical decay and pain, is he an escapist suicide?Have you failed the love of your relatives and friends?

In the earth age, euthanasia is legal only in very few countries, but it is still a crime in the legal sense, except that doctors will not be prosecuted if a number of conditions are met.Until the end of the earth age, the controversy about euthanasia has never stopped.

But for this era, euthanasia has been given a whole new meaning. Half a century after the "immortality" project was launched, it was officially put on the table as a solution to the eternalization of society.

Perser was sleeping when Albert came in with the flowers.

Her body has been tortured to the point of being extremely weak by the disease, and the existing treatment methods make her look much thinner and paler than normal, but various statistics clearly show how bad her condition is.

She spent two-thirds of the day in a semi-conscious sleep, and she didn't have much energy when she was awake. Even if Albert didn't refuse to chat with her to please her, she didn't have the energy to feel bored.Boredom is the capriciousness of healthy people.

It is unimaginable that this situation has lasted for two years.When she applied for euthanasia, the committee appointed a number of authoritative doctors to evaluate her mental state and confirmed that her thoughts were a well-thought-out personal choice. A copy of the report issued by the doctors at that time is now lying on Albert's personal terminal inside.

What Albert is reluctant to mention is that Purser's application has largely eased the committee's woes.

It is self-evident how ordinary people will choose: when you know that your life is coming to an end, but as long as you choose to accept freezing, it is equivalent to obtaining a pass to the future, and you can grasp the extremely faint hope.Hope is always worth aspiring to, even if it costs unimaginable sums of money.

However, every eternity means a long-term expenditure of resources, and more people will do whatever it takes to survive.This turmoil does not only affect people whose lives are counting down. It only took one year for the number of customers of Yongsheng to go from zero to tens of millions. In contrast, the crime rate has soared year by year in the next half century.

Perther was in a deep sleep. Albert put the flowers beside her pillow, and a strand of black hair touched his hand inadvertently.

He stopped and looked at the strand of black hair, as if looking at a little monster that popped out of the scare box.

Towards dusk, Perser finally woke up.

"Good morning." She blinked as she said, trying to wake herself up quickly.

"Good morning," Albert said.

He put down the book in his hand, and lightly covered Perther's eyes with his palm, "You can close your eyes and talk to me."

"Okay." Perth replied obediently, her eyelashes quivering under his palm.

Albert had seen many dying people, many of whom were more moody than the earthlings in the popular impression, but Purse was not one of them.She was willful most of the time, but she didn't make him annoying.

"What book is it today?" Before he blocked his eyes, Perser caught a glimpse of him carrying a book.

She has always been curious about it.Unlike the earth, the plants on the central star are not suitable for making pulp, so the existing paper books are almost all cultural relics with extremely high historical value.But Albert brought a different book each time he visited her.

In the past, Albert would say some esoteric technical terms to dispel Perser's curiosity, but today, he was silent for a few seconds and said, "Anne of Green Gables."

Perser's eyeballs moved.

"Really? You can read books on Earth?" She looked at him interestedly through her fingers, "Hmm, you don't look like the type who can read children's books. Are there any green plants on the central star?"

"There are a few regions." Albert said, "Your information says this is one of your favorite books."

"Then do you want to read it to me?" She deliberately asked in a sweet and lovely voice.

Albert read a chapter to her.

While listening, Purser remained quiet.She didn't speak until he stopped reading. After a long time, she let out a soft sigh.

"I've always wanted to go here before," she said, "Prince Edward Island in Canada, where the bay is sapphire inlaid with pearls, white icebergs float on the sea, and cherry blossoms are like snow in spring."

"Why didn't you go?"

"Because I had to go to school, and my English wasn't very good at that time. When I passed the language barrier to study abroad and got sick... there was no chance."

Albert was not clear about the details. The latest bill had just been passed when Purse submitted the euthanasia application, and it was half a year after she was transferred to the central star. She never mentioned what happened in the first year or so.

"My understanding of the earth may not be comprehensive. You don't have a unified language, do you?"

"No, I can understand other languages ​​with the help of instruments, but reading and writing are not as easy as using them after mastering them myself."

"Does studying abroad mean going to another country to study?"

"Yes, but there are not many people like this. After all, it is not difficult to obtain information and materials, and it is similar everywhere. I mainly want to live in a strange city, so I applied to a lot of schools, and I can go to another school whenever I get bored. "

Albert smiled, "Me too. I went to three planets in college, and then stayed in deep space for two years."

"Earth's interstellar routes are not well developed." Purser commented objectively.

"But you have to take into account that there are not too many people who are eligible to live on Earth right now."

"That's Yuquan Mountain, the size of a whole planet."

"what is that?"

"No, it's nothing. Isn't it unusual for a human being born on Earth like me?"

"Objectively speaking, yes."

Albert stopped.

"Can I ask you a question?" he said.

"Ok?"

"As far as I know, this policy is aimed at today's wave of crimes that seek immortality by any means. Generally speaking, its audience is not people on Earth like you." Albert tried to pick the right words, "Your life It’s just the beginning, and you can pay the price of eternity, you don’t need to pursue satisfaction in illusion…”

A year ago, the Council passed the Paradise Protocol, calling for people to shed their longing for eternity and reconcile themselves with the laws of nature.The agreement proposes to set up a committee to be responsible for processing relevant applications and provide euthanasia services to applicants free of charge. The required funds will be spent from the committee fund. Each application will undergo strict and more than one review, and in order to show that the agreement absolutely respects individual wishes, The applicant can withdraw the application at any time, and he will not have any costs during the whole process.

There's just one thing that sets the protocol apart from old-fashioned euthanasia.

They will tailor a perfect virtual world that exists in the data network for applicants.While euthanasia is being carried out, the applicant's consciousness will be connected to the virtual world.There, time flows far faster than reality, so that the moment of death is enough for the applicant to live a happy life in his world.

But even so, the agreement was still not accepted by the world in the early days.The media has repeatedly discussed the agreement as a hot topic. Ordinary people dismiss the agreement, thinking it is a gimmick played by the government to fight for political achievements. Only a few people can realize the long-term negative impact of the growing perpetuity.Even in parliament, there are many politicians who are dissatisfied with the agreement.

But more people are taking advantage of the loopholes. After applying for the agreement, they use publicity to earn enough money for "immortality" and then withdraw the application.

Purser was there almost when the committee needed it most.An earthling?The public has always been curious about what they are like, and many people even worship them like they are chasing stars. She can arouse strong attention just by showing her face.

So even if the idea was extremely shameful, they still hoped that she would persist in accepting death.

But the original intention of euthanasia should not be like this.

He asked, "Why would you want to accept death?"

There was silence.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No." Maybe because he felt that the silence was a bit long, Perser smiled, "No need to apologize, it's not so personal that it can't be answered."

She pursed her lips in thought, and asked, "If I said it just because I don't want to go on, would you think 'she really is from Earth'?"

"Never," Albert said.

He paused, realizing he was a little too quick to answer.

"Such discriminatory remarks are forbidden ... I would not think so."

"Okay, okay." Perser comforted him instead, "It should be said that, except for you, most people think so."

Albert was choked up by the faint sarcasm in her words.

"Actually, that's right. You all think that we will be more sentimental, and this is indeed true." Perser propped up the bed with his hands and wanted to sit up. Albert immediately withdrew his hand and helped her adjust the bed to a suitable angle, " Do you know which two planets have the largest population of 'immortals'?"

"Central Star, and Earth."

"Yes, one is where I was born and grew up, and the other is where I meet death."

Albert avoided her gaze.

"Only humans in these two places can afford the cost of 'immortality', and no one will give up living. So for us, death does not exist. If relatives and friends leave us because of death instead of freezing, it will be It is an extremely shameful thing, and it will even shame his relatives for many years, until they all enter the eternal life process. Children know this." Perser paused, "You should know my mother..."

Albert did know.

"Your mother was a respectable lady. Her choices fit...sorry, I don't think she wanted to shame you."

Faced with his embarrassment, Purser laughed.

"Hey, don't beautify her too much. Yes, she died of a serious illness and didn't choose to live forever, but that doesn't mean I... think her noble and inviolable."

She showed a look of reminiscence, "My mother, she is... a stereotyped earthling, weak, arrogant, moody, and the education she received since she was a child is what you think is rotten and arrogant. She doesn't do manual labor, doesn't eat Regenerative food, and no knowledge of the stars or time, she has only done two brave things in her life, both of which have taught me something. One is that she chose to elope with my father when she was young- this Don’t words only exist in books for you? It’s a pity that she even regretted doing this before she died. Thanks to her, I made up my mind at that time, and I will never regret my decision in the future.”

Silence lasted for a moment.

"The other thing is... she chose death."

"I didn't respect her before that, and if you're curious, I can say that I'm afraid ... I didn't love her as much as my morals required. But her death made me realize a very, very important fact ... that As I sat outside the mortuary, I finally felt like I could respect her."

Having said this, Purser raised his eyes and looked directly at him.This time Albert saw the slightly cold waves in her eyes.

"She let me know that a person has the right to make choices for her own life, even if her choice is not to have a future, her wishes are worthy of respect." She said softly, "And I just don't want a future."

[4]

"Okay, our movie takes place in the 21st century, and it's full of magic and technology that was too advanced for the time. But our heroine lives in a hundred years later, there is no magic, and those technologies are no longer new to us, Does anyone have a good way to correct this error?"

"Can you make some changes to her memory? How about making her think that she is an Earthling in the 21st century?"

"Great idea, but our planet doesn't have those gadgets in the 21st century."

"It's more than that. She has seen those movies, and we can't delete them all from her memory. And the things in those movies can't attract the audience now, we have to create some interesting changes."

"Please, is it interesting enough to modify the world? If you say it is not obvious enough, we can add some settings... How about a more data-oriented vision?"

"The memory of the movie can be solved by setting the heroine as traveling through time, but when is the time set? Her childhood?"

"No one cared about her childhood, and the audience didn't choose to open the movie to watch this."

"But every superhero origin movie has a childhood."

"Then you go and look at the information for me. Look, we all know that she has a very dry personality. Do you think anyone would want to know how she grew up?"

"If...if she has the ability at that time, this is the highlight!"

"Ha, she's not really a superhero, giving her permission to modify the world too early will ruin everything. When is the time set?"

"It's set to... let me see, how about the day when she studied abroad for a month?"

"What happened that day?"

"Nothing. She got sick in the rented apartment, was taken to the hospital, and never came out."

"Why do you bring me flowers every day?" Perser asked.She looked at Albert with a smile in her eyes.

"I heard that you have to bring flowers when you visit patients on Earth," Albert said.

This answer is impeccable.Purser shrugged: "Second question, why do you come here every day?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"No, of course there is no problem. But I found an interesting thing last night. I searched for the Paradise Agreement. Its introduction says that the parliament passed it with 438 in favor, 611 against and 34 abstentions... I think this data is not Something's wrong?"

"That possibility does exist in a legal sense."

"There is only one circumstance that applies to this result—a member of the royal family voted for it, and he is of high status," Purser said. "Strange, I don't seem to realize until now that Earth actually belongs to the Galactic Empire."

She winked at Albert. "They say the man standing behind the agreement is Albert Reynolds."

It wasn't a good sign, and usually patients weren't interested in current events, as Purser had been before.But now she began to investigate these details that ordinary people would not pay attention to, and even relished it.

But Albert didn't stop her.

"Seems reasonable," he said.

"Do you think he'd rather have a bill passed than just a deal?"

"It's too early to say that."

"Perhaps. But one thing is for sure, he must be too busy to deal with his enemies right now, and won't have time for low-level work, such as... acting as a correspondent."

"maybe."

Purser smiled.Her smile was a little sly, as if to say, hey, I found out your secret, you can't lie to me again.

"How many people agree with you?" she asked directly.

"Not much," Albert said.

"Conceivable. Everyone on Earth thinks humans have conquered death, and you want them to give up immortality. Would anyone want you to disappear?"

"The average person wouldn't ask such an inappropriate question."

"So the answer is yes?"

Albert had reason not to answer the question.He has no obligation to answer. The significance of Purse lies in her death. He will come to the central star himself only because they urgently need to show results...

He closed his eyes: "Now they don't need it."

"Huh? Oh... I see."

Silence fell.

After a while, Perser broke the silence.

"In any case, you can go back and do something, which is more meaningful than reading books with me here."

"I know."

"You know I won't withdraw the application, we know each other, right? Although I may not know that much about you... But I can check the information. Don't waste time, how long is it until the world is completed? You Can't stay here forever."

"I know."

"So should I say goodbye? Thanks for the flowers, by the way."

Albert looked at her.

He suddenly felt unspeakable anger.goodbye?Don't you know what you are facing?

A shudder ran down his spine like an electric current, and he quickly restrained the emotion: "Goodbye means we will meet again, but you are not suitable for this situation."

"But it's so weird to use Never," Purser said. "It sounds like a scene from an old-fashioned movie, with bad actors and actresses."

"Where did you come to that conclusion?"

"Well, like the actress isn't sentimental at all, the actor still looks pissed..."

"Since you