The one with the old man and the westie. And they visit his wife's grave. And then they sit in the sun eating lunch and you know that's his best and only friend.
Every time the bloody thing comes on I see DH after I am dead, alone and with only his little dog for company, except HE IS ALLERGIC TO BLOODY DOGS so he won't even have the dog. And I howl.
We are 37 and 35 