-John Smith: I was just telling the nurse Redfern, Matron(护士长). About my dreams. There are they. Quite remarkable tales. And I keep imaging I‘m someone else and that I’m hiding.
-Joan: Hiding. In what way?
-John Smith: Um.. They‘re almost every night.. This is going to sound silly.
-Joan: Tell me.
-John Smith: I dream. Quite often that.. that I have two hearts.
-Joan: Well, I can be the judge of that. Let‘s find out. I can confirm the diagnosis ... Just one heart. Singular.
-John Smith: I have em.. I have written down some of these dreams in a form of fiction. Not that it would be of any insterest.
-Joan: I’d be very insterest.
-John Smith: Yeah? Well. Never actually shown it to anyone before.
-Joan: "A Journal of Impossible Things" Look at these creatures, such imagination!
-John Smith: Oh. It‘s become quite a hobby.
-Joan:Oh. It‘s wonderful. You have quite an eye for thepretty girls.
-John Smith:Oh, no, no. She‘s um.. she’s just an invention. This character Rose, I callher Roes. Seems to disappear later on. And that‘s the box, the bule box. It’s always there. Um.. like a magic carpet. This funny little box that transports me to faraway places
-Joan: Like a doorway?
-John Smith: Mmm... Sometimes I think how magical life would be if stories like this were true.
-Joan: If only.
-John Smith: It‘s just a dream