Mustarastas

Jostain syystä päässäni on viime päivät pyörinyt tämä dialoginpätkä elokuvasta Elämä on ihanaa (As Good As It Gets); tiedättehän, se leffa, jonka pääpari on niinkin epäsuhtainen kuin Jack Nicholson ja Helen Hunt. Ja silti se toimii.

- I’ve got a really great compliment for you, and it’s true.
- I’m so afraid you’re about to say something awful.
- Don’t be pessimistic, it’s not your style. Anyway, here goes: I’ve got this, what, ailment. Now, my doctor, this shrink I used to go to all the time, says that in fifty to sixty percent of cases, a pill really helps. I HATE pills, hate them. I’m using the word “hate” about pills. Anyway, my compliment to you is the night after you came over and said that you would never… Well, you were there, you know what you said. Anyway, the very next morning, I started taking the pills.
- I don’t quite get how that’s a compliment for me.
- You make me want to be a better man.
- That’s maybe the best compliment of my life.
- Well maybe I overshot a little, because I was aiming at just enough to keep you from walking out.

Tulla paremmaksi mieheksi, naiseksi, ihmiseksi. Siltä minustakin tuntuu.