"Who the hell is you, really?" the narrator asks. He's not sure if he can trust the man, because he doesn't know if he's related to his mother, who was a thief, or to his own mom, who is a thief. The narrator asks the man if he promised to give him a role in a play, and the man says he'll do it. He also says that the woman in the play will lend him the woman's face, and that the man will introduce him to the woman who will help him find his mother's true identity. The man says that's fine, but that he didn't get any proof that it was him. He says that he went to the theater to see the play and that it wasn't as good as he thought it would be, because the woman was not as energetic and lively as he'd thought. He adds that the actress is not as good an actor as he thinks she is, because she's got a lot of volume issues, and because the man's acting is so "pure." The narrator says that she'll tell more about the woman after the play is over, but first, he wants to know what his mother said when she asked him to help her. She said that she crawled out of the darkness into the light, and now she is in an abyss. He asks if he should worry about the plays he saw at school because the lighting, the direction, the acting, and so on are all "not even comparable" . He wants to see a play like this, because it's "beautiful" , but the actress isn't good enough to play the role. The actress is over-salaried, and she still gets lines, which is why the play has so many lines. He wishes