This morning, as I was getting ready for work, my mind wandered around, as it does, and I thought of the "I love that you..." speech Harry makes to Sally in the last scene of the movie.
Sally: I'm sorry Harry, I know it's New Years Eve, I know you're feeling lonely, but you just can't show up here, tell me you love me and expect that to make everything alright. It doesn't work this way. Harry: Well how does it work? Sally: I don't know but not this way. Harry: Well how about this way. I love that you get cold when it's seventy one degrees out, I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich, I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts, I love that after I spend a day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes and I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Years Eve. I came here tonight because when you realise you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of the life to start as soon as possible.
I love this scene, and I love this movie. But never mind.
I get on the subway; it's a bit crowded, so I'm able while standing to read over a young woman's shoulder. What's she reading? The screenplay for When Harry Met Sally. What page is she on? The page with this very scene.
In the 28 years I've been riding the subway I don't think I've ever read a screenplay over someone's shoulder. (I read them though. You should know, just in case you ever get the chance to *quietly, please* read over my shoulder.)
Ain't it a funny old world? And ain't life grand?