Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Watch Out For That Signal.

Finally I finished watching PS. I Love You. Yesh, yesh, I'm really outdated. Say all you want to. :P


Daniel Connelly: What do women want?
Holly Kennedy
: [whispering] We have no idea what we want.
Daniel Connelly
: I knew it!

Patricia: I bet you've had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is not to feel like your in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know... you're with him. You're his.

Gerry Kennedy: Dear Holly, I don't have much time. I don't mean literally, I mean you're out buying ice cream and you'll be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help from me. It's to tell you how much you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful... literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you

Gerry Kennedy: I know what I want, because I have it in my hands right now. You.

Holly Kennedy: [hugs Daniel] It's been a year. I don't feel him anymore. I feel he's gone. He's really gone!

Gerry Kennedy: [calms Holly] Every morning I still wake up and the first thing I want to do is to see your face.

Gerry Kennedy: I'm sorry I said the wrong thing to your mother. God, I still get nervous around her. I still think after nine years she doesn't like me. I know I'm being stupid.
Holly Kennedy
: No, you're not being stupid baby. She doesn't like you.
Gerry Kennedy
: Really? I kinda thought deep down she really loved me.
Holly Kennedy
: No... she doesn't. I was ninteen when we got married. You corrupted me with sex and charm and the longer it takes you to make your fortune the less sexy and charming you are.
Gerry Kennedy
: [Gerry starts looking for something]
Holly Kennedy
: What? What are you looking for?
Gerry Kennedy
: My balls. They were hanging there a minute ago.

William: You're very sweet.
Holly Kennedy
: Oh God. The last time a guy said that, he followed it up with, "But I don't date 13-year-olds."
: Well, lucky for you, neither do I.

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