Tape recorder playing...Joel Barish. I want to erase Clementine.

Joel: Hey, Clementine.
Clementine: Hey. Nice to see you.
Joel: Yeah.
Clementine: Yeah.

...not really very educated. I mean, she's smart, I think, but not educated. Her vocabulary leaves something to be desired. Sometimes...I was embarrassed in public...

I think if there's a truly seductive quality about Clementine, it's that her personality promises to take you out of the mundane. Amazing, burning meteorite...will carry you to another world where things are exciting. But what you quickly learn is that...it's really an elaborate ruse.

Clementine: I'm sorry I yelled at you.
Joel: It's okay.

So flashy in a kind of obvious way. But still, it seduces you.

Clementine: Joel, I really like you.
Joel: I hate that I said mean things about you. Let me turn this thing off, okay?
Clementine: Hey, it's... it's only fair.

Where's the real Clementine? I mean, the whole thing with the hair...it's all bullshit.

Joel: I really like your hair.
Clementine: Thank you.
Joel: I do. The world's a goddamn mess.

Is it some kind of a revolt? Change your hair color?

Joel: You want a drink or something?
Clementine: Do you have any whiskey?

No, I don't think her sex is... motivated. I saw it clearly the last night we were together. It wasn't sex. It was just sad. The only way Clem thinks she can get people to like her...is to fuck 'em...or at least dangle the possibility of getting fucked in front of 'em. And she's so desperate and insecure...that she'll, sooner or later, go around fucking everybody.

Clementine: I don't do that.
Joel: I wouldn't think that about you.
Clementine: Because I don't.
Joel: I know.
Clementine: Because it really hurts me that you said that because I don't do that.
Joel: I'm so sorry. I'm sorry about all this.
Clementine: I'm gonna...go. I'm a little confused. I don't really think I can be here. Um...bye.
Joel: Bye.

I thought I knew her so well. But I don't know her at all. What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she's a stranger.

Joel: Wait.
Clementine: What?
Joel: I don't know. Just wait. Just wait.
Clementine: What do you want, Joel?
Joel: I don't know. I want you to wait for...just a while.
Clementine: 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.
Joel: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
Clementine: Right now you 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.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: Okay?
Joel: Okay.

2 mins

Clementine: Okay.