Sam: Did you bring me anything today?
Sophia: Don't I always?
Sam: I thought maybe you forgot.
Sophia: I never forget.
Sam: But I hate nectarines.
Sophia: You have to eat.
Sam: Sophia, it doesn't matter. You know that.
Sophia: Crazy talk. Comes from not eating enough fresh fruit. Here.
Sam: Sophia, once they goofed up my blood with that transfusion, there wasn't anything anyone could do. No one's ever beat it, Sophia.
Sophia: But someday they will, and it could be tomorrow and it could be you. I believe that and you're gonna believe that, because right now, today, that's all we got, hope.
Sam: And a nectarine.
Sophia: And a nectarine.