Carrie: What do you want?
Big: I don’t know. Let’s save an hour. Why don’t you just tell me what I want?
Carrie: No, really, in your mind, what is the ideal living situation for two people in a relationship?
Big: Exactly what we have.
Carrie: And what is that?
Big: I have my place, you have yours. We’re together when we want to be, we’re apart when we want to be.
Carrie: Like Woody and Mia.
Big: Before Soon-Yi.
Carrie’s voice-over: Ever since Woody Allen described waving to Mia Farrow across the Park, single men in Manhattan have yearned for that kind of separate togetherness. I felt like the last dinosaur. Was I the one who needed to adapt? Was my view of a relationship extinct?
I’ve deduced from this that I’m at a crossroads between being T-Rex and Woody Allen. Or Mia Farrow.