How much have you had to drink this moring?
Well, maybe you saw somebody else. That was a bad hair year for me.
Four years until we saw each other again.
No, Alex, it’s too late. It already happened. It didn’t work.
We all did, you see. In our own way.
See you tomorrow, then.
Now go. Go! Be. Be what? Be yourself.
You didn’t forget to mention your husband, did you?
You would’ve thought I was crazy or drunk. Or both.
Well I must be very beautiful to achieve that miraculous effect.
Good to hear from you. I thought you left me. You should know that
you’re my only connection to the future.
How come we never talk about the things we like?
But the real reason for my wintery feet was that I knew, even then, that his priority would be public life. But it worried a young girl greatly, this wretched thought of enternally coming second. But so it has proven to be. And in due course, our children would have to make their peace with this same fact.
Uh..My darling husband，
Yeah, but I liked you. You should have said something.
Ok. I’ll see you in two years, then.
What? I told you already she’s not my girlfriend.
And now, today, we are to receive our reward.
Good I’ve got eight children, and none of the them look like me. I’m worried, Kate. I would be too. I’m single.
I see you now as I first saw you in-in 1904. And-and I simply stood, speechless.
You saw me.
And then at Lady St. Helier's dinner party. Who should show up?
You’re crazy. Why are you going through all this trouble for me? No
trouble. Summer’s here.
Okay, your turn. Favorite things.
Dear Ms. Forster，
I got your note and I’m afraid there must be some kind of misunderstanding. As far as I know, the lake house has been empty for several years. Maybe your note was intended for the Sandburg house down the shore since no one has lived in this house for years. But I’m curious about the paw prints.
Proof that our small sacrifice was for far, far greater good.
Wonderful, our first fight, you could write a song about it and go sing it in San Francisco.
I’m afraid the world’s pretty much the same. Of course, we all dress in shiny metal jump suits and drive flying cars and on one talks anymore because we can read each other’s minds. But the truth is, man from the past not much has really changed in 2006. Speaking of the past, though, I’ve been thinking about the paw prints. How is that possible?
Went by in an absolute flash.
But I still don’t know what you look like.
He is a man! Like any other.
Well, let’s see. Reading the classics to Jack.
I give you your father, my beloved husband, the Prime Minister.
I do. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.
Um.. some of you may not know that on the eve of our marriage I got cold feet. But as I'd already called off two engagements by the age of 21 and was in danger of gaining a reputation for being a bolter.... it would have been poor form to call off a third.
Don’t worry, Kate. We’ll be together in time. Even if we’re far apart, I’ll find a way to be close to you and take care of you.
Dear Mr. Wyler,
I’m very familiar with the Sandburg cottage and I can guarantee I never lived there. I’m old-fashioned, but I don’t think a cottage should be over 6000 square feet. So let me try again. I used to live at the lake house, then I moved. Now I live at 1620 North Racine in Chicago. I’d appreciate it if you would forward my mail if you get any. Oh, by the way, it’s 2006. Has been all year, ask anyone.
Sorry I haven’t made it to the mailbox lately. It’s been a long week. All night shifts.
Well, I think we have the same dog.
I want to meet you, for real this time.
pick a place. I’ll be there, I promise. Tomorrow, what do you say?
I want others to love and respect you, as I do.
Well, of course I love my husband, who is also a doctor. Plastic surgeon for small farm animals.
You are insufferable! Is there anything else?
Long days, these days. I just worked 30 hours straight. Every time I stop to take a breath I realize how isolated I’ve let myself become. Believe me, you can get a bit desperate. It’s not that I’m complaining, I love my work. And our tour through Chicago opened my eyes to its beauty. But my heart still misses the lake house and its trees. I miss those trees so much.
But, Alex, it won’t be tomorrow for you. You’re gonna have to wait two
I know, I don’t care. I’ll wait.
I’m so sorry, Alex. I wish somehow I could be there with you that we could sit together and look out over the water and the light in this house your father built. I could be a shoulder for you like you’ve been for me. And tell you that everything is gonna be okay. If I could do one thing for you today, from here, one small, simple thing from the future. I hope this is it. It won’t be published for a couple of years but I don’t think you should have to wait that long. I hope it helps you know how much you were loved.
It was you. Why didn’t you say anything?
Yes! My love for you!
Who’s his favorite？
I don’t understand. Something must have happened. I’m sorry. I’ve got two years, Kate. We can try again.
Number 27. She’s a beauty. My father used to tell me she was the grandma
for all the houses in the city. He used to take me on walks like I’m
taking you now.
I wish we could have done this walk together.
Oh, really? Well, what is he, then? Your brother?
I have nothing to offer, but blood,toil, tears and sweat.
Are you sure?Ｉdon’t know.
You didn't lack for admirers. Your fidele serviteur in Sidney Peel.
Well, why don’t we just get together in the future and you can let me know what you think.
Can this be happening?
Impossible, I know. Not possible but it’s happening.
Where am I?
The lake house.
I’m a doctor, dedicated to curing the sick. At least, trying to.
Okay, okay, okay.
Tell me about the future. What’s it like in the year 2006?
Where to start? Okay. When I smell the flowers before I see them. When it starts to rain just as the picnic is ending. And I love the smell of Jack’s paws.
It’s a date. Okay, why don’t you call me July 10th, 2006 at 9:05 p.m.
How? You were with your boyfriend.
女主有贰个男朋友，对女票呵护备至，爱他，为他安顿了以后，可能说他的前程。不过，女主和她的离开却很遥远。那五个配角来讲，很可怜那么些叫Morgan的男朋友。其实Persuasion说的是他呢。纵然他也绝对续续的出现在女主的生活中，尽管女主也试着和他活在协同，不过just don’t work.
Kate, I found it. I have it with me. One day I’ll get it to you. Trust me. I know how important it is to you. You might not remember, but we saw each other. At least, I saw you. You never told me how beautiful you are.
Two years ago, in your time I was working in internal medicine in Madison.
He’s not my boyfriend either.
Kate, where would you like to go?
You know what? Excuses, excuses. You are a coward.
Oh, really? Well, what about your girlfriend.
We have a comedian. What’d you have, a clown for breakfast this morning?
Don’t give up on me, Kate. What about persuasion? You told me. They wait. They meet again, they have another chance.
I’m an architect. I like to build. And while I wouldn’t say my current project is ideal it allows me to be here, in this place, and that’s enough for now. But tell me something. If you’re working in a hospital in Chicago now where were you before, in my time?
Long brown hair. Gentle, unguarded eyes.
You weren’t there, you didn’t come.
There’s something I never told you, Kate. You see, it was my father who built the lake house. I mean, with his own hands. And it was a long time ago, before he was famous. when he still had a family and worshipped my mother. Her name was Mary, and the house was a gift for her. She was smart and funny. She could have done anything, but chose to take care of my brother and I and help him build his career. You see, the more successful he became, the more impossible he was to live with. Finally, she just couldn’t take living with him anymore. She left him. Within a year, she got sick. Unfortunately, she never learned how to stop loving him. He wasn’t at the funeral. When I asked him why. He said, “She was dead to me the moment she stepped out of the house.” And then he gave me one of his architect-of-the-year grins.
For me, this city, on a day when the light is so clear that I can touch every detail, every brick and window in the building I love. Come on, take a walk with me this Saturday. Let me show you.
Life is not a book, Alex. And it can be over in a second. I was having lunch with my mother at Daley plaza and a man was killed right in front of me. He died in my arms and I thought: It can’t be end just like that on Valentine’s Day. I thought about all the people who love him. Waiting at home who will never see him again. And then I thought: What if there is no one? What if you live your whole life and on one is waiting? So I drove to the lake house looking for any kind of answer. And I found you. And I get myself get lost. Lost in this beautiful fantasy where time stood still. But it’s not real, Alex. I have to learn to live the life that I have got. Please don’t write anymore. Don’t try to find me. Let me let you go.
dear new tenant,
welcome to your new home, as the previous tenant, let me say I hope you’ll like living here as much as I did. I filed the change of address with the post office but you know what a crapshoot that can be. So if anything slips through, would you do me a favor and forward my mail? I’d appreciate it. My new address is below. Thanks in advance. P.S: sorry about the paw prints by the front door. They were there when I moved in. Same with the box in the attic.
I’m not a coward.
Dear Ms. Forster,
I went to 1620 North Racine, and it’s not there. It’s just a construction site. From the pictures it looks nice, but not for another 18 months. What am I missing here? Maybe you got the address wrong, because you got the date wrong too.
Ok, my mystery correspondent, I get it. Just in case you really are where and when you think you are, you’ll need this. There was a freak late snow that spring and everyone got sick. So plenty of rest, lost of fluids. Doctor’s orders.
My dearest Mr. Wyler,
Are you willing to play a game with me? Two years ago today, I was taking the 145 train to Madison from the Riverside station and I forgot something there. It was a gift from my father. If you find it, can you please put it in the mailbox? It would mean a lot.
Alex, I know why you didn’t show up that night. It was you at Daley Plaza that day. It was you. Please, don’t go. Just wait. Please. Don’t look for me. Don’t try to find me. I love you. And it’s taken me all this time to say it, but I love you. And if you still care for me, wait for me, wait with me. Just wait, wait. Wait two years, Alex. Come to the lake house. I’m here.
Oh, yeah? What’s yours like? According to the vet, mine is eight years old in my time, six in yours. She’s skinny, has sad eyes, snores, and sleeps like a person. I don’t know why, but I call her Jack.
好听的偶遇一部八年前出品的电影， The lake house， 很喜欢那部片子。
纪事那么些周末的同行，记住那颗雨中的树，记住那本走到千古的memoir，记住最先的那条青古铜色的围脖。这么些经验筑起了四人里面包车型大巴心情，直到双方都透露I love you的许诺。