Drink up, young man. It'll make the whole seduction part less repugnant.
And wish me a happy Valentine's Day when you call! That'd be nice!
I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation. You said, "so go" with such disdain.
— I'm not a concept, Joel. I'm just a fucked-up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. I'm not perfect.
— I can't think of anything I don't like about you right now.
— But you will. You will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
— Okay.
— Okay.
— What took you so long?
— I just walked in.
— Hmmm. Do you miss me?
— Oddly enough, I do.
— Ha Ha! You said, "I do." I guess that means we're married.
— I guess so.
Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies... to make people feel like crap.
I really like that you're nice right now. I mean, I can't tell from one moment to the next what I'm gonna like, but right now... I'm glad you are.
I could die right now, Clem. I'm just... happy. I've never felt that before.
— It would be different... if we could just give it another go around.
— Remember me. Try your best. Maybe we can.