[Sarah fights with Hank about their life going back to before finding the money]

Sarah Mitchell:
Is that what you think you want? Walking off to the feed store every morning for the next 30 years, waiting for Tom Butler to retire or die so you can finally get a raise. And what about Amanda? Do you think she's gonna like growing up with somebody else's hand-me-down clothes? Playing with some kid's old toys because we can never afford to by her anything new?
Hank Mitchell:
[Hank whispers]
Don't say any more.
Sarah Mitchell:
And me. What about me? Spending the rest of my life, eight hours a day, with a fake smile plastered on my face checking out books. And then coming home to cook dinner for you, the same meals over and over again, whatever the week's coupons will allow. Only going out to restaurants for special occasions, birthdays or anniversaries. And even then having to watch what we order. Skipping the appetizer, coming home for dessert. You think that's gonna make me happy?
Hank Mitchell:
[Hank whispers]
That's enough.
Sarah Mitchell:
No, no. I haven't done Jacob yet. It's back to the welfare office for Jacob. The occasional odd job. But with Lou gone now... just himself and his dog, all alone in that filthy apartment. How long do you give him, Hank?
Hank Mitchell:
[Hank screams]
Stop it!
Sarah Mitchell:
Sounds wonderful, doesn't it? Everything like it used to be.

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Soldi sporchi (1998)

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