Favourite Movies

Harry: I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. And the thing is, I love you.
Sally: What?
Harry: I love you.
Sally: How do you expect me to respond to this?
Harry: How about you love me, too?
Sally: how about, I’m leaving? (She walks off. He follows her.)
Harry: Doesn’t what I said mean anything to you?
Sally: What is it supposed to mean? I’m sorry, Harry. I know it’s New Year’s Eve and I know you’re feeling lonely, but you can’t just show up here and tell me you love me and expect that to make it all right. I mean, what am I supposed to say? Great, Harry, you love me, that settles everything, now we can waltz off into the sunset together? It doesn’t work this way.
Harry: Well, how does it work?
Sally: I don’t know, but not this way.
Harry: How about this way. I love how you get cold when it’s 62 degrees out. I love how it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I even loved when you used my sweater as a Kleenex. I love that after spending the day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. I love how you’re the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. It took me eleven years to figure this out. And I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.