Allie: Do you think that our love can create miracles?
Noah: Yes, I do. That’s what brings you back to me each time.
Allie: Do you think our love, can take us away together?
Noah: I think our love can do anything we want it to.
Allie: I love you.
Noah: I love you, Allie.
Allie: Goodnight.
Noah: Goodnight. I’ll be seeing you.
Duke: And they lived happily ever after.
Allie: Who? Who did? Oh yes, of course. I remember now. It was us.
Duke: Oh, my darling.
Allie: Oh my sweetheart.
Duke: I love you so much.
Allie: Why didn’t you write me? Why? It wasn’t over for me. I waited for you for seven years. And now it’s too late.
Noah: I wrote you letters. I wrote you every day for a year.
Allie: You wrote me?
Noah: Yes. It wasn’t over. It still isn’t over.
