To Be With Someone For The Last Time
I know I said I was taking a break, but I was moved to post something quick. Read on. I hope everyone is doing well.
If I haven’t said it before, let me say it now, “Californication” is one of my top three favorite shows on television. Maybe it’s because of the show’s protagonist, Hank Moody, a charming but no-luck-having writer who is, to put it bluntly, addicted to sex. And yet, he is in love with one woman, Karen, his estranged lover and mother of their daughter, Becca.
Throughout the show’s four seasons, Hank and Karen have been on an up and down roller coaster. Their lives, of course, are forever connected through their daughter, but you always get the feeling even if they didn’t have a child together, they would always find some way to be more than friends. I don’t watch every show on television, but I can’t think of a couple more dysfunctional, which is why root for them to be together the way I root for my Pittsburgh Steelers to win games.
This past Sunday I was reminded once more why I watch Karen and Hank with a wide-eyed curiosity usually reserved for train wrecks.
Hank, who has been convicted of statuary rape (long story stemming all the way back to season one), is embraced with Karen and they’re slow dancing to Jeff Beck’s cover of Stevie Wonder’s “Cause We’ve Ended As Lovers” in Karen’s living room. Karen is venting to Hank all that is wrong with him and her and them together, and as she winds down she asks Hank a question I have pondered over with lovers of my own. It was a question Hank answers, and a fantastic end to the episode, because even after the credits were done rolling I was still chewing on the question. So I decided to share the bit of dialogue with all of you below, with the question in bold. Feel free to leave thoughts and/or answers in the comments section. Also, the song they were listening to in the scene. I miss you all.
Hank: Karen, I don’t get it. What do you want from me?
Karen: Something you can’t give me, something you’ve never been able to give me: Something to look forward to.
Hank: I’m sorry.
Karen: Don’t be, it’s not your fault. It’s mine, it’s always been mine…If you were going to have sex with someone, and you knew it was going to be the absolute last time, what do you think it would be like?
Hank: I think it would be incredibly sad.
Karen: Yeah, so do I…make me sad…