...and it s absolutely no good unless you die at the end.
...and I know how hard this is for you to hear.
You re asking me to knowingly face my death?
Yes.
Really?
Yes.
...in the grand scheme it wouldn t matter.
- Yes, it would. - No.
I could change.
I could quit my job.
I could go away with Ana.
I could be someone else.
I can t die right now.
It s just really bad timing.
No one wants to die, Harold, but unfortunately we do.
listen to me.
you will die someday, sometime.
Choke on a mint.
Some long, drawn-out disease you contracted on vacation.
You will die. You will absolutely die.
Even if you avoid this death, another will find you.
And I guarantee that it won t be nearly as poetic or meaningful...
I m sorry...
...but it s the nature of all tragedies, Harold.
The hero dies, but the story lives on forever.