joel: [In the house on the beach] I really should go! I’ve gotta catch my ride.
clementine: So go.
joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut… but you were exciting.
clementine: I wish you had stayed.
joel: I wish I had stayed to. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had… I wish I had stayed. I do.
clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone!
joel: I walked out, I walked out the door!
clementine: Why?
joel: I don’t know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like… it was above my head, I don’t know.
clementine: You were scared?
joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
clementine: Was it something I said?
joel: Yeah, you said “so go.” With such disdain, you know?
clementine: Oh, I’m sorry.
joel: It’s okay.
[Walking Out]
clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
joel: I walked out the door. There’s no memory left.
clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let’s pretend we had one.
[Joel comes back]
clementine: Bye Joel.
joel: I love you…
clementine: Meet me… in Montauk…
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August 21, 2007 by pepita
