Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
I wonder what it would be like, to have someone love me unconditionally for who I am. I would smile brilliantly when he looked at me because I would know that he loved me. I wonder if I will ever have that. Maybe some day…
This was an actual army item. My “Thanksgiving” co-writer Jeff Rendell’s father Ken Rendell has a WWII museum in Mass. and had one of these. It’s a one-shot glove-gun. I believe only about 200 of them were made. Jeff found it at his father’s museum and showed it to Quentin who loved it and wrote this scene into the script.