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Over Sunday lunch, my mom was talking about getting a senior citizen’s card so she can watch movies for free. She then told me about how she once got to talk to a security guard of a mall where an old man was found dead in the mall’s movie theater.

She said that after the body was found, the security people let the audience leave first before switching on the lights and brought out the body through the back of the mall. And it turns out, this has happened more than once. (Which makes me wonder what’s in that mall that causes senior citizens to come in… and never come out. Hmmm… seems like a case for Trese. And for some reason, I am suddenly reminded of that scene in “Solyent Green”, where this dying old man was wheeled into a room full of movie screens and was shown beautiful sceneries like sunsets at the beach and then they were put to sleep and they were turned to the food Solyent Green.)

As my mom finished her lunch, she casually mentioned that she wouldn’t mind passing away that way: to watch a movie, fall asleep, and just not wake up.

Which made me think: if I were to watch one movie before I die, what would it be? (I just hope it doesn’t happen while I’m watching some B-movie movie starring Michael Biehn and Eric Robert.)

I think I’d like to watch “Lord of the Rings: Return of the King”. I’d watch it up until the part where the hobbits board that ship in the end and say their goodbyes. Then I can nod off… and start to snore.

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