A woman sits beside a hospital bed, next to her husband who is obviously dying.
He motions for her to come close; he's barely breathing.
She knows these are going to be his last words, so she leans in and hears him whisper, "Six months after I die, I want you to marry Ben."
She's confused, but finally says, "Ben??? I'll do anything for you, sweetheart, but I don't understand. I thought you hated that son of a bitch."
And with his dying breath, he said, "I do."