At all New York weddings, in lieu of Corinthians, there should be a brief staged re-enactment of the scene from “When Harry Met Sally” where Carrie Fisher and Bruno Kirby are in bed together, having just taken the disastrous phone calls from an overly-analytical post-coital H&S.
Carrie Fisher: God!
Bruno Kirby: I know.
Carrie Fisher: Tell me I’ll never have to be out there again.
Bruno Kirby: You will never have to be out there again.
Because, Jesus Christ, isn’t that what marriage is? Even when it’s wonderful and perfect and full of watching Community and sharing the newspaper? Please let us not have to be out there ever again, Amen. Amen.
This is fantastic.
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This is fantastic.