Love And Other Drugs — Must Watch

“I could,” Mara said. “But you came to me because you wanted to forget. Don’t confuse love with the need to suffer again.”

“No,” he said. “But it’s mine.” love and other drugs

Mara listened. She didn’t offer cures. She knew better. “I could,” Mara said

“Memory suppressant,” she said. “Temporary. Wipes the last six hours clean. Good for bad dates, funerals, or the moment you realize you’ve become someone you don’t recognize.” “What is it?”

She didn’t take it.

Mara felt a small, familiar ache behind her ribs. That was the problem with selling peace: you started wanting it for yourself.

He should have walked away. Instead, he asked, “What is it?”