Jason: Do you remember the night on the bridge?
Robin: There were a lot of nights on the bridge.
Jason: Yeah, I mean, it was the night that you were really upset because a girl with AIDS had died.
Jason: And you told me that it was only a matter of time before it was you and you didn’t want to go through that.
Jason: So, we stood on the side - and we were holding hands. Do you remember what happened?
Robin: We didn’t jump.
Jason: What if we had? Think of all the things we would have missed. You never would have become a doctor. You never would have met Patrick. You never would have had your baby girl. It’s too soon to jump.
Michael: Me and Abby used to talk about being alone, about how glad we are that we found each other. I told her that I loved her, that I’d never leave her…but in the end I did. I never even got to tell her goodbye.
Sam: She knew you loved her.
Michael: I did.
Sam: That doesn’t have to change.
Michael: Except now it doesn’t have anyplace to go.
Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They’re shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they’re gone.