Olivia Maine: How does it feel to be dying?
William Hill: It feels... like all these beautiful pieces of life are flying around me and I'm trying to catch them. When my granddaughter falls asleep in my lap I try to catch the feeling of her breathing against me. When I make my son laugh I try to catch the sound of him laughing-how it rolls up from his chest... but the pieces are moving faster now and I can't catch them all. I can feel them slipping through my fingertips. And soon where there used to be my granddaughter breathing and my son laughing, there will be nothing. I know it feels like you have all the time in the world, but you don't. so stop playing it so cool. Catch the moments of your life, catch them while you're young and quick, because sooner than you know it, you'll be old and slow... and there'll be no more of them to catch. And when a nice boy who adores you offers you pie, say thank you.
Rebecca: I know this is not a fun way to spend the holiday.
Jack: Not fun? Are you kidding me? Listening to your sister's husband brag about his expensive CD player for three hours is the definition of fun.