Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind Monologues
When their relationship turns sour, a couple undergoes a medical procedure to have each other erased from their memories.
Clementine Kruczynski Monologues
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 don't tell me things, Joel. I'm an open book. I tell you everything, every damn, embarrassing thing.
Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me.
Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
I'm Clementine. Can I... borrow a piece of your chicken?
Sometimes I don't think people realize how lonely it is to be a kid. Like... you don't matter.
I don't know! I DON'T KNOW! I'm lost! I'm scared! I feel like I'm disappearing! MY SKIN'S COMING OFF! I'M GETTING OLD! Nothing makes any sense to me! NOTHING MAKES ANY SENSE!
Maybe you can find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in.
Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Drink up, young man. It'll make the whole seduction part less repugnant.
Joel Barish Monologues
Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?
Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.
I could die right now, Clem. I’m just… happy. I’ve never felt that before. I’m just exactly where I want to be.
Random thoughts for Valentine’s day, 2004. Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.
Sand is overrated. It’s just tiny, little rocks.
What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she’s a stranger.
I can’t remember anything without you.
Are we like those bored couples you feel sorry for in restaurants? Are we the dining dead? I can’t stand the idea of us being a couple people think that about.