万能钥匙

Now that right there is what love is all about. Old-fashined devotion, like what you read about.

You think too much about the time you have left... you don't spend it living.

Nothing more glorious than a garden. Gone every winter, back every spring.

-You religious at all? - I try to keep an open mind.

- You're here two days and he already tried to kill himself. Must have some kind of bedside manner,huh? - One of my many charms.

Is that so wrong? No one should have to die alone.

- Yeah, but it's not real. - It doesn't matter if it's not real. It's real to them.

- I left him. I left him there. - You didn't leave anyone. Okay? Slow down.

The thing folks don't understand about sacrifice... sometimes it's more of a trade.