Rose: It just amazes me, how much you know about my life with Charlie.
Buddy: Rose, I don't think you realize how very much you meant to him. Or how very much you meant to me.
Rose: To you? I don't understand.
Buddy: I didn't have a wife or a sweetheart back home. And when Charlie would read me your letters, I felt like... Well, that someone cared. And that meant a lot to me. I spent a long time searching for someone exactly like Rose Nylund. I never found her. And now I know why. There's no one exactly like Rose Nylund.
Rose: Oh, Buddy.
Buddy: Charlie carried those letters in his jacket through the war. I carried them in my heart for a lifetime. And I think I fell in love with the woman who wrote them.
[Buddy and Rose kiss]