bob muldoon

Bob: Well, let me tell you about something. I’m gonna tell you about the future. In the future I am a very old man. And I’m standing in the door. We’re in a house. It’s our house. Somewhere far away from here, where everything’s green and the sun’s always shining. Where we’re standing, the way I see it, we’re waving to somebody. Maybe that somebody is you, come to see us after a long time gone. If it is you, we are very happy to see you. 
Ruth: Tell me more about that house.
Bob: (joking) I’m not talking to you. It’s big, maybe a farm. It’s old. It’s older than us. At the same time though, I feel like maybe I built it. There’s no telling. There’s just no telling.