Lucy:
I can't imagine being older than 22. I've no experience
at it. I know it's not 1926. I just need it to be.
Margaret: Miriam, there's no easy way to tell you this,
so -- your husband -- he was granted a divorce from you
in 1952. Miriam: Oh, thank God!
Dr. Sayer: You'd think all of these "atypical" somethings
would add up to a typical something.
Dr. Sayer: You told him I was a kind man. How kind is it
to give life, only to take it away? Eleanor: It's given
to and taken away from all of us. Dr. Sayer: Why does that
not comfort me? Eleanor: Because you are a kind man. Because
he's your friend.
Leonard Lowe: It's quiet. Dr. Malcolm Sayer: Yes, everybody's
sleeping. Leonard Lowe: I'm not.
Mrs. Lowe: My son is in pain! Please, stop this! Dr. Sayer:
He's fighting, Mrs. Lowe. Mrs. Lowe: He's losing.
Beth: Miriam! I have to take your blood pressure! Miriam:
I've been sitting still for 25 years. You missed your chance.
Mrs. Lowe: When my son was born healthy, I never asked why.
Why was I so lucky? What did I do to deserve this perfect
child, this perfect life? But when he got sick, you can
bet I asked why! I demanded to know why! Why was this happening?
Dr. Sayer: I'm sorry, if you were right, I would agree with
you.
