This is it, Joel...

J: I really should go!... I've gotta catch my ride.
C: So go.

J: I did... I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting.

C: I wish you had stayed.
J: I wish I had stayed too. 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.
C: Well, I came back downstairs and you were gone
J: I walked out, I walked out the door!
C: Why?
J: 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.
C: You were scared?
J: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
C: Was it something I said?
J: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know?
C: Oh, I'm sorry.
J: It's okay.
[Walking Out]

C: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
J: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
C: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
[Joel comes back]
Bye Joel.
J: I love you...
C: Meet me... in Montauk

Bah, yo sé que soy una chillona de lo peor,
y que es bien fácil que un montón de cosas me lleguen.
Pero esta escena es de esas que... simplemente me desarman.
(por más que he visto la pelicula cientos de veces,
y ya me sepa el diálogo y sepa que va a pasar,
siempre-siempre me causa llorar a moco tendido).

¿Catársis?
No sabría decirles. Sólo sé que mi corazón se hace chiquito
(...porque no hay cosa más triste que borrar un recuerdo... no?)
No me atrevería a borrar mis recuerdos, por más dolorosos que sean.

...¿y ustedes?

Y como esta escena tengo otras cuantas,
pero esta es de las más llegadoras (de esas que duelen rico)

Buenas noches bandita!