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Harry: Why don’t you tell me the story of your life.

Sally: The story of my life?

Harry: We’ve got 18 hours to kill before we get to New York.

Sally: The story of my life isn’t even going to get us out of Chicago. I mean, nothing’s happened to me yet. That’s why I’m going to New York.

Harry: So something can happen to you.

Sally: Yes.

Harry: Like what?

Sally: Like I’m going to go to journalism school and become a reporter.

Harry: So you can write about things that happen to other people.

Sally: That’s one way to look at it.

Harry: Suppose nothing happens to you. Suppose you live there your whole life and nothing happens and you never meet anyone and you never do anything and finally you die one of those New York deaths where nobody even notices for two weeks until the smell drifts out into the hallway.

When Harry Met Sally [1989]

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