The scene is memory and is therefore nonrealistic. Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart.
The human heart would never pass the drunk-test. If you took the human heart out of the human body and put a pair of legs on it and told it to walk a straight line, it couldn’t do it.
The human animal is a beast that dies but the fact that he’s dying don’t give him pity for others, no sir.
The future is called ‘perhaps’, which is the only possible thing to call the future. And the important thing is not to allow that to scare you.