Quote from Schmidt in Where the Road Goes
Schmidt: Let me ask you a question. Cece: Uh-huh. Schmidt: We're at my funeral. [Cece groans] "Ka-thunk" goes my coffin. Shovel dirt, shovel dirt, shovel dirt. You wipe the schmutz off your pretty black dress, and stopwatch is ticking. How long do you wait to remarry? Cece: I don't know, three years. Schmidt: Three years? Three year... Not even a full presidential? Your new husband would still be finding my bobby pins in couch cushions.