[arguing with Raffi the personification of Time] No, this is hell: being without her.
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Collateral Beauty
Retreating from life after a tragedy, a man questions the universe by writing to Love, Time and Death. Receiving unexpected answers, he begins to see how these things interlock and how even loss can reveal moments of meaning and beauty.
Remember me... I'm Time... I'm a gift... and you're wasting it.
[Brigitte shows up beside him in the subway] You're not going to take me, are you?
Who won? You or the porcelain?
People write letters to the universe all the time...most don't get a response.
Howard: Death came first. She met me in the dog park. Madeline: Oh, so Death is a 'her?' Howard: Uh, yeah. It turns out Death is an elderly white woman.
Raffi: [as a personification of Time] You got something to say? Howard: [Dismissive] Oh yeah I've got a lot of things I'd like to say to you Raffi: Well say it... Say it. [scoffs] Raffi: You see...You see you just waste time...I give you a gift...and you just waste it. Howard: [losing his patience]…
Simon: You know, when I was younger, I used to think, you really wanna live to be 100 years old? You know, like a shriveled up raisin. And the answer to that now is yes. Because my son would be 70, his son would be 40, and his son would be 10. And I would be the man, you know. Pops. Could get used t…
Allison: I can't believe you're gonna stalk me. But, um... Just so you know, tomorrow's a half-day. Whit: Well, I'll be here then.
Claire: I just... Look, uh, this doesn't feel right. Simon: I know. But when something starts with a six-year-old dying, nothing is gonna feel right.
Raffi: Your children don't have to come from you. They go through you. So, I wouldn't consider the battle with time over just yet. Claire: I thought time wasn't linear. I thought it was an illusion. Raffi: Maybe that was just bullshit, Claire. Maybe that was just acting. [walks away]
Brigitte: Death is so much more vital than Time. Simon: Right. Brigitte: Death gives Time all of its value.
Whit: Why don't you want to spend the holiday with me? I miss you. Allison: Because I hate you. Because you're a philanthropist. Because you broke Mom's heart. Whit: Philanderer. Allison: What? Whit: The word you're looking for is philanderer, not philanthropist. They have a slightly different meani…
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream Merrily, merrily merrily, merrily, life is but a dream! I got it. I got it! It all basically says that you're a natural part of life, we shouldn't hate you, we shouldn't fear you. I guess we should just accept you, right? That's it? I get it. Here's th…
[to Brigitte, personification of Death] I've heard all of your platitudes. I got them, I know. 'She's in a better place.' And, 'This is all a part of a master plan.' Heard that one, too. Here's my favorite. "God looked down and saw the most beautiful rose, so beautiful that he picked it to have it i…
Claire: What was that thing you said about Einstein in there? Raffi: Einstein called time a stubbornly persistent illusion. Claire: What's that even mean? Raffi: Time doesn't go from January to December, or from noon to midnight. You know we all just make it that way in our heads. Claire: That's abs…
[as the personification of Time] Time, they say you heal all wounds, but they don't talk about how you destroy all that's good in the world, how you turn beauty into ash. Now that's some bullshit, Howard. Now, if love is creation and death is destruction, I'm just the terrain in between. You don't u…
But you never know, nothing's ever really dead if you look at it right.
We don't get to choose who we love or who loves us back. And that means you're powerless to me as long as you're alive, because I'm the fabric of life. I'm within you. I'm within everything. Howard, if you can accept that, then maybe... I don't know, but maybe you get to live again.
Amy: [as the personification of Love] I know you don't believe me, but you have to trust me. Howard: Trust you? Trust you? Amy: Yes! Howard: I did trust you! And you betrayed me! I saw you every day in her eyes, and I heard you in her voice when she laughed, and I felt you inside of me when she call…