The Best Years of Our Lives1946

Homer:
I'm lucky I have my elbows. Some of the boys don't, but I can't button them up.

Wilma:
I'll do that, Homer.

Homer:
This is when I know I'm helpless. My hands are down there on the bed. I can't put them on again without calling to somebody for help. I can't smoke a cigarette or read a book. If that door should blow shut, I can't open it and get out of this room. I'm as dependent as a baby that doesn't know how to get anything except to cry for it. Well, now you know, Wilma. Now you have an idea of what it is. I guess you don't know what to say. It's all right. Go on home. Go away like your family said.

Wilma:
I know what to say, Homer. I love you and I'm never going to leave you, never. [She kisses him]

Homer:
You mean you, you didn't mind?

Wilma:
Of course not. I told you I loved you.

Homer:
I love you, Wilma. I always have and I always will.

Wilma:
Good night, darling. Sleep well.