Friday, February 29, 2008

Two Faces of my Girlfriend

"Why is love like raindrops on the window?

Because they evaporate. And they leave stains behind."

Thursday, February 21, 2008

P.S. I Love You (2007)

Sharon McCarthy: You gotta be rich to be insane, Hol. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle class.


Patricia (Holly's mom): So now, alone or not, you've got a walk ahead. Thing to remember is if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too. That helps me sometimes.


Gerry Kennedy: [holding Holly by the shoulders] What do you want? I know what I want, cause I'm holding it in my hands.

Denise Hennessey: [Denise is admiring Ted as he walks by] Ooohhh, he's delicious isn't he? I'd serve coffee on that ass.
John McCarthy: Do you have to be so vulgar about men? Like they're pieces of meat?
Denise Hennessey: I'm sorry, John. I forgot you're sensitive about your flat ass.
John McCarthy: You know, Denise, that's why you're not married. Women act like men. Then they complain men don't want them.
Denise Hennessey: Oh, is that why? 'Cause I thought it was something different. I thought that it was 'cause I deserved 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 McCarthy: Well said!
Denise Hennessey: Yeah, well, I thought so.

Patricia: You know the worst thing for a parent... second after losing a child? Watching your child head for the same life you had. You can't stop it. It's a terrible, helpless feeling. Makes you angry all the time. And I've been angry. For a very long time. I'm exhausted.
Holly Kennedy: Do you think we'll ever see dad again?
Patricia: No sweetheart, never. So you have to stop waiting.

Holly Kennedy: I don't want to make any mistakes.
Gerry Kennedy: Then you're in the wrong species, love. Be a duck.

Gerry: I just can't say goodbye yet.

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

Love you 'Till the End
I just want to see you
When you're all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I can't escape
I love you 'till the end

I just want to tell you nothing
You don't want to hear
All I want is for you to say
Why don't you just take me
Where I've never been before
I know you want to hear me
Catch my breath
I love you 'till the end

I just want to be there
When we're caught in the rain
I just want to see you laugh not cry
I just want to feel you
When the night puts on its cloak
I'm lost for words don't tell me
All I can say
I love you 'till the end


The Letters: (letters found at http://www.premiereprops.com/index.php/cPath/109/sort/2a/page/2

First letter: Holly, Save yourself some bruises and buy yourself a bedside lamp..and remember, a disco diva must look her best. Go buy yourself a knockout outfit. you'll need it when my next letter comes. And I know your stll confused about that job. I'll help. Look for a sign, you'll know what to do. P.S. I Love You

Moving on: Holly, You don't need my stuff to remember me...You don't need to wear my old sweatshirt to feel me around you. So here's a list of my things and where I went them sent. Everything else, just get rid of it baby. Ok? P.S. I LOVE YOU...

Galway Girl: To My Galway Girl, Somewhere along the way...somewhere in between getting married and worrying about life starting..you forgot something..the best part...I don't need you to remember me, baby..I need you to remember you...in the meanwhile, it'll give you some time to work on this..it's a big one...create a system or be enslaved by another man's...I will not reason or compare..my business is to create..you know it doesn't matter what..you told me that, remember? P.S. I Love You

Denise's Letter: Denise, Take her to Dublin. There's beautiful music to be heard. Beautiful people to be around. And Denise, your going ot heaven for being my baby's friend. I'm making all the arrangements up here for you... got a few hot men lined up. I hear Ben Franklin's hung like a racehorse. Love you

Letter to Mum and Dad: Dear Mum and Dad, Well Doc says theres not much time so I thought i'd write to you, seeing how bad we Kennedy's are with modern day contraptions like telephones. Tell Dad not to lay about and take care of his legs. Keep them walking. I always think of Dad walking across the farm yelling after the hands too lazy to keep the chickens fed. And you Mum, yelling at Dad to treat the boys with a Father's hand, not a fathers belt. I remember those days, I remember everything Mum. And I thank you for giving me a mothers breath of life and love. No son ever loved a mother more, I can tell you that. Never could say it to your face, nor Dad. but I love you both with all my heart. There was nothing I missed - nothing you didn't give me - I lived a lifetime in my child's life. Noone could ask for more. Take care of each other, and if you need me, just shout from the yard like you always did. Whenever I felt lost i'd hear you shout my name in my mind, and I knew where I was again - your loving son, Gerry . P.S. When Holly visits, take her to my Fort in the backyard and give her this envelope.

Final Letter: Dear Holly I don't have much time. I don't mean literally. I mean your out buying icecream 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 going 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. You have changed me. You made made me a man by loving me, Holly. And for that i'm eternally grateful. Literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenver your 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.