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_ I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting.
_ I wish you had stayed.
_ 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.
_ Please let me keep this memory, just this one.
_ Joel? What if you stayed this time?
_ I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
_ Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
_ Bye Joel.
_ I love you...
_ Meet me... in Montauk...
_ I can't remember anything without you.
_ You looked happy. Happy with a secret.
_ If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished
_ Am I ugly?
_ Uh-uh.
_ When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
_ You're pretty.
_ I had a really nice time last night.
_ Nice?
_ I had the best fucking night of my entire fucking life, last night!
_ Thaaaat's better!
_ Why would HE do that to me?
_ Our files are confidential Mr. Barish so we can't show you any evidence. Suffice it to say, Miss Kruczynski was not happy and she wanted to move on. We provide that possibility.
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_ I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting.
_ I wish you had stayed.
_ 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.
_ Please let me keep this memory, just this one.
_ Joel? What if you stayed this time?
_ I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
_ Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
_ Bye Joel.
_ I love you...
_ Meet me... in Montauk...
_ I can't remember anything without you.
_ You looked happy. Happy with a secret.
_ If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished
_ Am I ugly?
_ Uh-uh.
_ When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
_ You're pretty.
_ I had a really nice time last night.
_ Nice?
_ I had the best fucking night of my entire fucking life, last night!
_ Thaaaat's better!
_ Why would HE do that to me?
_ Our files are confidential Mr. Barish so we can't show you any evidence. Suffice it to say, Miss Kruczynski was not happy and she wanted to move on. We provide that possibility.
