
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.
Clementine: Let’s pretend we had one.
Clementine: Bye, Joel.
Joel: I love you.
Clementine: Meet me in Montauk.
V for Vendetta.
Guy Fawkes! I’m doing the sum total of fuck all this evening. No burning effigies for me! I have a good view of East London from my flat. I figure I’ll watch fireworks from the comfort and warmth of my bed.
I want to go to a bonfire so badly right now.