Arnie: Rose, I adored Molly, my wife. We were married 34 years. Never slept with another woman. I looked, I enjoyed, I patted a few bottoms, but that was it, Rose. No, Molly was my world. Then one day... a drunk in a Chevy took my world away. For a year, I was a zombie. I dressed, I worked, I slept. For fun, I ate onion sandwiches. Then one day, my daughter sat me down and she said, "Mom would hate what you're doing. She would say, 'Arnie, who are you saving yourself for? I'm dead. And I'm not in heaven if I have to worry about you."' That convinced me. I wonder what Charlie would say, if he knew.
Rose: Probably the same thing Molly said.
Arnie: Molly didn't actually say that, Rose.
Rose: There's something else.
Arnie: Oh?
Rose: I might kill you.
Arnie: What? What are you talking about?
Rose: I've never told anybody this in my life, but my husband died while he was making love to me. And I'm afraid if we make love, I'll kill you.
Arnie: If you haven't made love in 15 years, that's a possibility.