re not.
It doesn't make any difference.
I've killed myself so many times...
...I don't even exist anymore.
Sometimes I wish I had
a thousand lifetimes.
I don't know.
Maybe it's not a curse.
It just depends
on how you look at it.
Gosh, you're an upbeat lady!
I want you to know it's been
a really nice day for me.
Me too.
And maybe...
...if it's not too boring,
we can do it again sometime.
I hope so.
You're still here?
I thought you were supposed
to disappear. Or I was.
Not until 6.
You rat!
I never said midnight.
You knew I was waiting for midnight.
Are you going to leave?
No.
Good.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
You can fall asleep.
I promise I won't touch you.
Much.
It's all right. I'm not tired.
What were you saying?
I think the last thing
that you heard was:
"Only God could make a tree."
Really?
What I wanted to say was...
...I think you are the kindest...
...sweetest, prettiest person...
...I've ever met in my life.
I've never seen anyone...
...that's nicer to people
than you are.
And the first time I saw you...
...something happened to me.
I never told you...
...but I knew I wanted
to hold you...
...as hard as I could.
I don't deserve someone like you.
But if I ever could...
...I swear I would love you...
...for the rest of my life.
Did you say something?
Good night, Rita.
Good night, Phil.
Campers, rise and shine!
Don't forget your booties:
- It's cold out there!
- It's cold every day:
- Is this Miami Beach?
- Not hardly!
Who wants coffee?
Get it while it's hot.
Thanks, Phil.
Larry?
Skim milk, two sugar.
Thanks, Phil.
Pastry?
We're setting up.
Pastry, Larry?
Take your pick.
Thanks. Raspberry. Great.
I talked with Buster Green,
the head groundhog honcho.
He said if we set up here
we'll get a better shot.
- What do you think?
- Sounds good.
Larry?
Yeah. Let's go for it.
Good work, Phil.
Maybe we'll get lucky.
Let me give you a hand.
No, no. You got your coffee.
I'll get it.
We never talk.
Do you have kids?
I'd like a piano lesson.
I'm with a student. But if you
want to come back tomorrow...
I kind of want to get started.
I can give you $1000.
Come on in.
Morning!
Off to see the groundhog?
Buon giorno, signore!
Think it'll be an early spring?
Winter, slumbering in the open air
Wears on his smiling face: : :
: : : a dream of spring
Ciao!
Ciao!
How does she look?
Great.
Thank you.
- Did you know he could ice sculpt?
- No.
Not bad. You say
this is your first lesson?
Yes, but my father
was a piano mover, so...
- Phil Connors, I thought it was you.
- Ned Ryerson.
I have missed you so much.
I don't know where you're headed,
but can you call in sick?
I got to get going.
It's good to see you, Phil.
Hello, father.
Let's get you someplace warm.
Remember me?
You brought the old man in?
How is he?
He just passed away.
- What did he die of?
- He was just old.
It was just his time.
- I want to see his chart. Excuse me.
- Sir!
You can't come in here.
Sir, this is a restricted area.
Where's the chart?
Sometimes people just die.
Not today.
Gets hard down there at the bottom.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Come on, dad.
Come on, pop.
Come on. Come on, breathe.
Breathe, pop! Breathe, pop!
When Chekhov saw the long winter...
...he saw a winter bleak
and dark and bereft of hope.
Yet we know winter is just
another step in the cycle of life.
But standing here among
the people of Punxsutawney...
...and basking in the warmth
of their hearths and hearts...
...I couldn't imagine a better fate...
...than a long and lustrous winter.
From Punxsutawney, it's Phil Connors.
So long.