OB40mukEXQ6QZ1740xdjwF1LEQ4 Quote to Remember: P.S. I LOVE YOU [2007]

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Saturday, August 10, 2013

P.S. I LOVE YOU [2007]

His Life Ended 
Now, A New One Will Begin
What do you want, Hol? What?!
Because I'm tired of trying to figure it out.
You want a bigger apartment? I'll take a second job.
You want a child, you don't want a child, what?!
I know what I want because I have it in my hands right now.
Do you? Do you know what you want?
Because you better tell me now if I'm not it.
~Gerry


My mother said it was a mistake marrying you because I loved you too much.
"It won't last."
I don't wanna make any mistakes, Gerry.
~Holly

We're not a mistake just because we don't have any money.
And we are gonna last.
You know how I know?
Because I still wake up every morning and the first thing I want to do is see your face.
~Gerry


You can't keep eating me head off, telling me to leave.
I'm not going anywhere.
~Gerry

Hey baby, surprise.
I know this probably feels a little bit morbid,
but I just hate the idea that I'm not gonna be there to see you freak out over turning 30.
I mean, it kills me not to be there.
You're gonna be so impressed.
I have a plan, baby, can you believe it?
I've written you letters.
Letters that will be coming to you all sorts of ways.
I waited till your birthday.
I figured you weren't stepping out of the house for a while.
Letter number one will be arriving tomorrow.
You must do what I say, okay?
Don't try to figure out how the letters are coming.
It's too brilliant and it'll ruin my plan.
Just go along with me on this.
Because the thing is, I just can't say goodbye yet.
So, for starters, I want you to get dolled up, and just go out and celebrate tonight.
Go out with your girlies.
I hereby free you from a party with your family, especially your mom.
It isn't that I don't love you, but she needs to get a little crazy.
So have a slice of the bloody cake, put on your party dress and get out of the apartment.
And know that wherever I am, I'm missing you.
Happy Birthday.
I love you.
~Gerry

Daniel, found Holly in storeroom: Sorry, what are you doing?
Holly: Trying to figure out why God Killed my husband.

Holly: So, why do you think?
Daniel: Your husband died?
I don't know, maybe you're being punished for something.
Holly: What?
Daniel: Being too happy, too beautiful?
I don't know, God can be a pretty jealous guy.

Save yourself bruises and buy yourself a bed side lamp.
And remember, a disco diva must look her best.
Go buy yourself a knock-out outfit.
You'll need it for when my next letter comes.
And I know you hate your job, but I'll help.
Look for a sign, you'll know what to do.
P.S. I love you.
~Gerry's letter

Holly: I never let him off the hook.
Anytime I was mad, I made him feel bad.
I was made when we left the house that night.
I was mad at him because our apartment was too small. So stupid.
Sharon: Baby, you were married.
Married people make each other feel like shit on purpose sometimes.
It just feels good.

John: Do you have to be so vulgar about men, like they're pieces of meat?
Denise: I'm sorry, John, I forgot you're sensitive about your flat ass.
John: You know Denise, that's why you're not married.
Women act like men, then they complain men don't want them.
Denise: Oh, is that why?
Because I thought it was something different.
I thought it was because I thought that I deserve the best.
And he's out there, he's just with all the wrong women.
And let me be clear.
After centuries of men looking at my tits instead of my eyes,
and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, 
I now have the divine right to stare at a man's backside with vulgar, cheap appreciation
 if I want to.
Sharon: Well said.

My leather jacket is for you.
I always loved the way that looked on you.
But the rest of my stuff, you don't need it.
Make some space in that bloody apartment for yourself, go on.
It's time, baby.
P.S. I love you.
~Gerry's letter

We're so arrogant, aren't we?
We're so afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent it.
We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone.
Someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder.
Or doesn't humiliate you beyond repair.
~Daniel

 Mom: I've stood by and not said anything about all this, but now I think it's time it stopped.
It's not healthy.
Gerry's not gonna be able to keep this up forever, is he?
His life ended, and so will his letters.
At some point, you're gonna have to face things on your own.
Holly: It was a gift from Gerry.
And how can you say that?
My husband was 35 years old, he wasn't supposed to die.
Mom: But he did. It was awful. It's what happens.
But his death is a part of your life now.
And you have to deal with it.
Holly: Stop saying that like I'm not dealing with it.
I am.
Mom: How? By waiting for a letter from a dead husband?

Sharon: If memory serves me correctly, Holly, 
the longer you go without sex, the meaner and bitchier you get.
Holly: Eat me.
Sharon: Hello...
Holly: I'm really mad at Gerry.
Denise: Maybe that's why he did it.
You have to stop wanting him at some point.

Holly, after kissing him: No, it's not gonna work.
I feel like I'm trying on a new pair of shoes I really wanna buy, but they just don't fit.
Sorry.
William: All right then, how about going barefoot for a while?


Holly: What was the bet?
Gerry: I was a few Guinness's for the worse at this point,
but a fella bet me that I couldn't get a certain girl to kiss me without a provocation.
Holly: What girl?
Gerry: His girl.
Holly: Oh... How'd you do it?
Gerry: There's nothing to it, really.
A fella just has to tell a woman the truth without words.
It's like a signal you send out.
The woman, she just picks it up.
Holly: And what's the truth?
Gerry: That kissing her would be the end of life as I know it.
Holly: Wow.
And that's true of every girl you've gotten to kiss you?
Gerry: I could turn it on and off when I was younger and I had no principles,
when every girl that I was lucky enough to kiss was the end of life as I knew it.
Holly: And now?
Gerry: Now I only send it out when I think she might be the one that makes it true.

Gerry: Hey, where you going?
Holly: No, stay, stay.
Gerry: But, you have my jacket.
Holly: I know, I'm keeping it unless we meet again.
Gerry: I bet we do.
Holly: That's a bet you're gonna have to win because if we do meet again that'll be the end of it, you know.
Gerry: The end of what?
Holly: Life as we know it.
Gerry: Look, I'm singing at this pub...
Holly: No, no, no, don't tell me.
If I happen to walk into the right one in the right town, then we'll know for sure, won't we?
And if I don't, then that'll just be the most perfect kiss ever created by 2 strangers,
and we'll just keep it perfect for the rest of our lives.
Gerry: What's your name?
Holly: No. no! Wait, no, don't.

To my Galway Girl, you're an angel for seeing my folks.
I told you my mom didn't hate your guts, well, you know, anymore.
You're now standing in my fort were I did all my big thinking.
This is where I stood thinking about you after the very first time we met.
At first, the no-talking thing didn't last.
Before long, I couldn't get you to shut up.
But you were so cute, trying to impress me with William Blake and all your grand plans.
I had no idea what you were talking about, but I couldn't help loving the way you talked.
I loved you right then and there.
Life had changes as I knew it.
And now it's changed again, luv.
I don't worry about you remembering me, it's that girl on the road you keep forgetting.
"My business is to create. It doesn't matter what you do."
You told me that, remember?
So go home, find it.
Find that thing that makes you like nobody else. 
I'll help. Look for a sign.
If you need to find any job to get by, be realistic, luv, all right?
You can't be a secret agent and there's no such thing as a vampire slayer.
P.S. I love you.
~Gerry's letter

Holly: You look beautiful.
Denise: I could've used some help.
This is the 12th dress I've tried on. So...
Holly: I'm sorry.
Denise: You were supposed to be my maid of honor, but of course I didn't hear from you.
Sharon feels too conspicuous since she's popped, so guess what?
I had to ask Tom's 51 year-old sister who looks like Jerry Springer and doesn't like me,
all because my best friend couldn't stand me being so happy.
Why? Why is that?
Because our lives were moving on and you weren't the center of attention anymore?
Holly: Yes.
Denise: Really?
Holly: It was awful and I'm really sorry.
Denise, hug her: Oh, no, I'm so sorry, honey.
Holly: You were right and I was wrong.
Denise: God, I'm such a bitch, I'm sorry. I was so crazy mad.
Holly: I hope you can forgive me.

I really like you, but I can't be the invisible man.
I'm tired being the shoulder.
I want to be another body part you need, you know?
I wanna be the bad guy.
I want a woman to go crazy over me and then I wanna use her up until she's ruined for all other men.
I'd like to date a woman who actually likes men.
I'd like to be somebody's Gerry.
~Daniel

When Daddy left, I was 14 and I said, "That's it, never again, no man."
And then I meet Gerry.
This wonderful man happens to me and then he died!
What was the point?!
I'm so angry I could kill somebody!
I'm alone.
It doesn't matter what job I have, or what I do or what I don't do, or what friends I have, he's not here.
I'm not here.
~Holly

You know the worst thing for a parent second after losing a child?
Watching your child head for the same life you had and you can't stop it.
~Mom

It's the last one. [about the letter]
So, all alone or not, you gotta walk ahead.
Thing to remember is, if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.
It helps me sometimes.
~Mom

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's 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 and 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's last letter


Dear Gerry.
You said you wanted me to fall in love again, maybe one day I will,
but there are all kinds of love out there.
This is my one and only life,
and it's a great and terrible and short and endless thing,
and none of us come out of it alive.
I don't have a plan except that it's time my mom laughed again. 
She's never seen the world, she's never seen Ireland,
so I'm taking her back to where we started.
Maybe now she'll understand.
I don't know how you did it, but you brought me back from the dead.
I'll write to you again soon.
P.S. Guess what.
~Holly's letter



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1 comment:

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