Richard[a now elderly Richard showing the empty living room to an elderly Margaret]This was our home. We lived here.
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Richard[reading a storybook to his daughter]"Right here is where we want to be."
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Richard[Margaret has a surprise 50th birthday party, her husband holds a lit cake before her] Make a wish.
MargaretYou know, Richard said the other day how time flies, but Richard always says things like that, that are kind of obvious. Um... I do. I do. Yeah. And, you know, but it made me think when I was 30, if I thought about 50, I thought, "That is an awful long way away, and I don't really need to think about it," and... and then I blinked and I'm 50. That's crazy!
MargaretI wish I could say that I've done more with my 50 years. Um, my amazing daughter, though, she just made senior partner-- Apparently the youngest to ever do so-- And she is one tough, brilliant attorney, isn't she?
MargaretWell, no, it's just that I put things off, and I kept putting them off. And I would say, "Oh, we'll do it next year." And then that next year would come, and I'd say, "Oh, next year, next year." And...
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Oilbert Moore, C.H.H.PSo, around the time of the American Revolution, marriage was something equal to a dictatorship. But nowadays, thank goodness, it resembles something closer to, shall we say, a democracy. Although not yet "a more perfect union." You see, most couples like to think of marriage as being together in the same boat, doing everything together in the same boat. Fight and make love, and stop making love, and fighting some more, and then coming together and doing it all over again. Mostly fighting for their individual space, fighting to be heard, fighting for their identity. I like to call it fighting over the rudder, all while their boat is floating down the river of life. Possibly headed for the falls, but most couples find solace in this idea of being in the same boat, because if the boat sinks, they go down together.
RichardMargaret, I can't believe you brought your shrink into our home...