I admit I only saw this film a few months ago. I had heard about it for years, mind you. And of course I was completely blindsided by Peter Finch's short and heartfelt monologue in the final scene. All of a sudden, out of the blue he breaks the fourth wall, and with stunning and somewhat contrite honesty lays out his love for Bob. That last sentence, "I only came about my cough" I had to look up. So, it is the punchline of an old vaudeville joke where a man goes to the doctor (in the film Finch is a physician) and ends up in much worse condition upon 'diagnosis' than he bargained for. The film is a fine study of a poly-amorous relationship.
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