Yeah, Professor Hilbert Hi Harold.

All right, look tired.

No, no, just call carol.

I'm sorry.

You have to die.

What?

It's your masterpiece.

It's possibly the most important novel in her already stunning career.

It's absolutely no good unless you die at the end.

I've been over it again and again and I know, I know how hard this is for you to hear.

Mhm, mhm.

You're asking me to knowingly face my death.

Yes.

Mhm.

Really?

Yes, I thought you'd her I thought you'd find something.

I'm sorry.

Harold, Can we just try and to see if she can change it?

No, no, Harold in the grand scheme.

It wouldn't matter.

Yes, it would.

No, I could change like equipment job, good.

Could go away with Anna could be someone else.

Harold listen to me.

I can't Yeah, she's really bad time.

Mhm No one wants to die, Harold, but unfortunately we do, wow, Harold, Wilson Harold, you will die someday.

Sometimes heart failure at the bank choke on a mint, some long drawn out disease you contracted on vacation.

You will die.

You will absolutely die.

Even if you avoid this death, another will find you.

And I guarantee that it won't be nearly as poetic or meaningful.

That's what she's written.

Yeah, I'm sorry, but it's it's the nature of all tragedies.

The hero dies, but the story goes on forever.