"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot?
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.
Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned."
Alexander Pope
- Joel, the eraser guys are coming here, so what if you take me somewhere else? Somewhere where I don't belong and we hide there till morning? ...
- Come on, come on. Hide me somewhere deeper, somewhere really buried.
- Where?
- Hide me in your humiliation. ...
- Wait.
- What?
- I don't know. Just wait. Just wait.
- What do you want, Joel?
- I don't know. I want you to wait for... just a while.
- Okay.
- Really?
- I'm not a concept, Joel. I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind.
- I'm not perfect.
- I can't see anything that I don't like about you. Right now I can't.
- But you will. But you will.
- You know, you will think of things, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped... because that's what happens with me.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay. Okay.
