SCENE ONE
Germany, 2006, a small town outside of Bonn. The house of Johann Wertheim. A nice house but not cared for, the house of a distracted man. CHUNG DAE-HYUN, elegant, inscrutable, and utterly out of place, sits on an old, worn armchair. Where the house is a mess, CHUNG is impeccably turned-out, where the house speaks of chaos, CHUNGâs manner is one of hard-won and unflinching containment. He waits patiently. After a moment, JOHANN WERTHEIM, unkempt, unwashed, and on edge, enters.
WERTHEIM: Are you sure youâre comfortable?
CHUNG looks at him.
I know there are no springs in that, itâll be collapsing beneath you. No-one has sat in that chair for a very long time. People donât normally come into the house they just come to the barn, take a look, and off they go again, most arenât interested in me. Not that I take your sitting there as a sign of having any particular interest in me, I mean I know why youâre here, Iâm not naĂŻve. Been around. Seen my fair share ofâprobably not a patch on what youâve had toânever mind. I couldnât find the cushion I mentioned, Iâm sorry, but I did find this bottle of schnapps and I thought, with you being new to the country and not widely travelled, I mean do you have the opportunity to get schnapps where youâre from? I tend to imagine things like this as being a rare commodity, highly controlled. I imagine that only the high-ups can get stuff like this. I shouldnât pry. But you can imagine, I mean Iâm sure you can imagine that it would be fascinating, for me. Youâre not stupid. I can tell that. And you speak German very well.
CHUNG: Thank you.
WERTHEIM: I only mean there canât have been much opportunity to really practise your speaking, your accent in particular. Who would you speak to?
CHUNG: Hostages.
WERTHEIM: Yes, well.
CHUNG: Hostages live as long as anyone else if you look after them.
WERTHEIM: Makes sense. How silly of me! But the schnapps, thatâll be a treat. I donât normally drink this time of day but this is a bit of an occasion, isnât it? Youâve come all this way. Cheers.
CHUNG: Cheers.
WERTHEIM: How do you like it?
CHUNG: Very much, thank you.
WERTHEIM: Iâm glad, Mr Dae-hyun.
CHUNG: Mr Chung.
WERTHEIM: Oh, on your cardâ
CHUNG: Yes, I know. The family name comes first.
WERTHEIM: Right.
CHUNG: In Korea.
WERTHEIM: Right, my apologies.
CHUNG: To new friends.
WERTHEIM: To new friends, yes. Have you been to Germany before?
CHUNG: No. Itâs been enjoyable, using the language. You are right, there are not many German speakers where Iâm from. The language is not viewed as a priority. I learnt with the assistance of a book and a collection of CDs. I was joking about the hostages.
WERTHEIM: Yes, oh yes, of course, Ha ha! thatâs exactly what Iâ
CHUNG: A piece of advice given to me before I left was that although I may speak the language proficiently I may not have the necessary nuance to indicate when Iâm joking, so I was advised not to joke, but it doesnât sit well with my nature.
WERTHEIM: Well. If you canât laughâŠ
CHUNG: What?
WERTHEIM: Hm?
CHUNG: What happens if you canât laugh?
WERTHEIM: Oh, just, everyone needs to laugh. Itâs a human⊠you know. Make light of things. Break the tension.
He drops his glass of schnapps onto the carpet.
Sweaty palms. Donât worry, itâll just soak in.
CHUNG: You can clean it up if youâ
WERTHEIM: No no, we have important things to discuss. It really will soak in. I know it looks like itâs pooling but just ignore it, really, let me pull up a chair.
CHUNG: Are we doing business now?
WERTHEIM: Ohâyes, alright. Down to...