If They Lived In The Same Century
They'd Be Perfect For Each Other
Time. Time, it has been proposed, is the fourth dimension.
And yet, for
mortal man, time has no dimension at all.
We are like horses with
blinders, seeing only what lies before us.
Forever guessing the future
and fabricating the past.
[Roebling]
I don't want it to be Sunday. I want more of this, more 1876.
[Kate]
Sunday is the day before the day I work, so it gets poisoned.
[Kate]
The brave are simply those with the clearest vision of what is before
them - glory and danger alike - and, notwithstanding, go out to meet it.
[Leopold, quoting Thucydides]
Marriage is the promise of eternal love.
As a man of honor I cannot promise eternally what I've never felt momentarily.
[Leopold]
Otis always told me love is a leap. Lamentably, I was never inspired to jump.
[Leopold]
What has happened to the world?
You have every convenience and comfort, yet no time for integrity.
[Leopold]
Where I come from the meal is the result of reflection and study.
Menus
are prepared in advance, timed to perfection.
It is said that without
the culinary arts, the crudeness of reality would be unbearable.
[Leopold]
[Stuart]: I found it.
[Kate]: What did you find?
[Stuart]: The portal. A crack in the fabric of time.
It was over the East River, Kate, just where I said it would be.
[Kate]: You found the portal?
[Stuart]: A portal into April 28th, 1876.
I jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge and
took a walk in 1876 today.
I followed the Duke of Albany around old New
York.
Are you listening?
[Kate]: Avidly.
[Stuart]: This here's the twist, Kate. Here's the kicker.
[Kate]: What's the kicker?
[Stuart, whispering]: He followed me home.
[Charlie]: Don't you think it's time you told me who you are.
I mean, don't get me
wrong, doing the Duke thing with you 24/7 is a blast, but really.
Who
are you?
[Leopold, after a pause]: I'm the man that loves your sister.
[Kate]: Why are you standing?
[Leopold]: I am accustomed to stand when a lady leaves the table.
[so Charlie gets up]
[Kate]: I'm not very good with men.
[Leopold]: Perhaps you haven't found the right one.
[Kate]: Maybe.
Or, uh... maybe that whole love thing is just a grown-up version
of Santa Claus;
just a myth we've been fed since childhood.
just a myth we've been fed since childhood.
So, we keep
buying magazines, joining clubs, and doing therapy and watching movies
with hit pop songs played over love montages all in a pathetic attempt
to explain why our love Santa keeps getting caught in the chimney.
[Kate]: Are you for real?
[Leopold]: I believe so.
[Stuart]: It is no more crazy than a dog finding a rainbow.
Dogs are colourblind,
Gretchen. They don't see colour.
Just like we don't see time. We can
feel it, we can feel it passing, but we can't see it.
It's just like a
blur.
It's like we're riding in a supersonic train and the world is just
blowing by,
but imagine if we could stop that train, eh, Gretchen?
but imagine if we could stop that train, eh, Gretchen?
Imagine if we could stop that train, get out, look around, and see time
for what it really is?
A universe, a world, a thing as unimaginable as
colour to a dog, and as real, as tangible as that chair you're sitting
in.
Now if we could see it like that, really look at it, then maybe we
could see the flaws as well as the form.
And that's it; it's that
simple.
That's all I discovered.
I'm just a... a guy who saw a crack in a
chair that no one else could see.
I'm that dog who saw a rainbow, only
none of the other dogs believed me.
[Gretchen]: I believe you.
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