The Bucket List Page #6
I have a room upstairs.
Well, it's...
I mean... I...
I appreciate that, but you see... I... I...
She's a very lucky woman.
Well, I... I would think, I'm the lucky one.
Good for you.
Tom... three things to remember, when you get older.
Never pass up a bathroom...
Never waste a hard on...
I'll keep that in mind, as I approach
the decrepitude.
That's a good one.
- Let's go home.
- Excuse me?
- I wanna go home now.
- Well... I thought...
What about the silk suits?
That was very clever of you, Edward.
How'd you know, I wouldn't go through with it?
I didn't.
I'm proud of you.
Nobody cares, what you think.
America.
Hey Tommy, that's no way to Crenshaw.
There's an accident on the ten,
we're taking the side roads.
Why, are we, ah...?
Oh, my God.
I kept taps on her, in case you've decided...
- This was your idea, Tom?
- No, it was my idea.
- I've talked him in to it.
- You've talked him in to it.
Hey... wait a minute, Edward... wait a minute.
Edward... what you're so afraid of?
Just because, I told you my story,
does not invite you, to be a part of it.
Oh, like the lady in the bar?
- That's different.
- Tell me how it's different?
- Because it is.
- How is it different?
You have no f***ing idea, who I am.
I build a Billion dollar Business,
up from nothing.
Presidents have asked my advice,
I have dined with royalty.
And I'm suppose to make out like what,
this trip was suppose to mean something to me?
Like it was gonna change me?
How did you see it playing out Carter?
I knock on the door...
She answers, she's surprised and angry.
But I tell her how much I love her, and miss her...
And oh... by the way I'm gonna be dead soon...
So I'm reaching out to you, because
I don't wanna die alone?
- Everyone is afraid to die alone.
- I'm not everyone.
This was suppose to be fun...
that's all it ever was.
No, you don't get in... call a cab.
Dear, heavenly Father, we wanna
thank you for this day.
For having our family here together once again.
Lord, we just wanna thank you, for returning
- Is he crying?
- I don't know.
He's always been so cheerful.
Sweetheart, I've got something for us.
I wasn't sure, if I needed it.
- You know how long it's been?
- Do I wanna know?
Well, it's been longer than that.
You know, I feel like a teenager.
Like our first time.
If we were teenagers, we would never
gotten out of that living room.
There was no tippy toeing around.
You were on me like...
That...
Carter? Oh... you're playing hide
and seek now, ha... okay...
Carter!
Which resulted in a 15% increase in cash assets,
following the sale of Cole's medical.
Mr. Cole... Mr. Cole...
Have you ever read the 'Divine Comedy'?
Excuse me, Sir?
The 'Divine Comedy, Dante Alighieri
journey in to hell.
Maybe we should take a break.
We don't need a break, I'm in a remission.
My god damn medical miracle.
I'm simply asking, if you ever read
the 'Divine Comedy'.
Sir, you have a phone call.
Tommy not now.
I really think you should take this.
What's the prognosis?
Oh. it's been metastasized to his brain.
Metastases? Operable?
Oh, yea, but it's not exactly where we like it to be.
Ah gee... Jesus
- How's he doing?
- He's doing okay.
Oh, he wanted me to you give you this.
I was suppose to wait until after...
but then I thought...
She never listened to me before.
You look like sh*t, Ray.
- Thanks.
- How they treating you?
Pea soup still sucks.
- I'll have a word with the owner.
- You do that.
Can I have some water?
You can't have any water, but I'll go get
you some of those lemon squats, okay?
You still drinking that fancy coffee?
Why? Are you possessed.
Read it.
Kopi Luwak, is the world most expensive coffee.
Although for some it falls under the category,
"Too Good To Be True".
In the Sumatra village, where the beans are grown.
Lives a bread of wild tree cats.
These cats eat the beans, digest them...
And then defecate...
The villagers then collect and process the stools.
It is the combination of beans, and the
gastric ion juices of the tree cats...
That gives Kopi Luwak, it's unique
flavor and aroma.
You're shitting me?
The cats made me do it.
You got a pen? Give me a pen.
Laugh Until You Cry.
It's not finished.
It's not a one man deal.
I'm afraid it will have to be.
We're ready.
I'll be here, when you get back.
That sounds good to me.
Dear Edward:
I've gone back and forth, in the last few days, trying
to deceit, whether or not I should even write this.
In the end, I realized, I would regretted if I didn't.
So, here it goes.
I know, the last time we saw each other, we
weren't exactly hitting the sweetest notes.
It certainly wasn't the way, I wanted our trip to end.
I suppose I'm responsible, and for that I'm sorry.
But in all honesty, if I had the chance,
I'd do it again.
Virginia said, I left as a stranger,
and came back a husband.
I owe that to you.
There's no way I can repay you,
for all you've done for me.
So, rather than try, I just want to ask you,
to do something else for me.
Find the joy in your life.
You ones said you're not like everyone.
Well that's true, you're certainly not everyone.
But, everyone is everyone.
My pastor always says, our lives are streams.
Flowing in to the same river.
Towards whatever heaven leys,
In the mist beyond the falls.
Hello, sweetie.
Find the joy in your life, Edward.
Kiss The Most Beautiful Girl In The World.
My dear friend, close your eyes.
And let the waters take you home.
Good afternoon my name is Edward Cole.
I do not know what most people say
on these occasions.
In all honesty...
The simplest thing is, I loved him.
And I miss him.
Carter, and I saw the world together.
It is amazing...
When you think, that only three months ago,
we were complete strangers.
Help A Complete Stranger For The Good.
I hope it doesn't sound selfish of me.
But the last months of his life
Were the best months of mine.
He saved my life, and he knew it before I did.
I'm deeply proud...
That this man, found it worth is while...
to know me,
In the end...
I think it's safe to say, that we brought
some joy, to one anothers lifes.
So, one day...
When I go to some final resting place.
And I happen to wake up next to
a certain wall with a gate...
I hope that Carter is there,
To vouch for me.
And show me the ropes, on the other side.
Edward Perrimont Cole died in May.
It was on a Sunday afternoon
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky.
He was 81 years old.
Witness Something Majestic.
Even now, I can't claim to understand
the measure of a life.
But I can tell you this.
I know that when he died,
His eyes were closed.
And his heart was open.
And I'm pretty sure, he was happy
with his final resting place.
Because he was buried on a mountain.
And that was against the law.
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