Jesse: Oh, God, why didn't we exchange phone numbers and stuff? Why didn't we do that?Celine: Because we were young and stupid.Jesse: Do you think we still are?Celine: I guess when you're young, you just believe there'll be many people with whom you'll connect with. Later in life, you realize it only happens a few times.Jesse: And you can screw it up, you know, misconnect.
What if you had a second chance with the one that got away?
Maybe what I'm saying is the world might be evolving the way a person evolves. Right? Like, me for example. Am I getting worse? Am I improving? I don't know. When I was younger, I was healthier, but I was whacked with insecurity. Now I'm older and my problems are deeper, but I'm more equipped to handle them.
I see it in the people that do the real work, and what's sad in a way is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don't have the ego and ambition to be a leader.
Jesse: You want to know why I wrote that stupid book?Celine: Why?Jesse: So that you might come to a reading in Paris and I could walk up to you and ask, "Where the fuck were you?"Celine: [laughing] No - you thought I'd be here today?Jesse: I'm serious. I think I wrote it, in a way, to try to find you.Celine: Okay, that's - I know that's not true, but that's sweet of you to say.Jesse: I think it is true. What do you think were the chances of us ever meeting again?Celine: After that December, I'd say almost zero. But we're not real anyway, right? We're just, uh, characters in that old lady's dream. She's on her deathbed, fantasizing about her youth. So of course we had to meet again.
Jesse: Oh, God, why weren't you there, in Vienna?Celine: I told you why.Jesse: Well, I know why, I just - I wish you would have been. Our lives might have been so much different.Celine: You think so?Jesse: I actually do.Celine: Maybe not. Maybe, we would have hated each other eventually.Jesse: Oh what, like we hate each other now?Celine: You know, maybe we're - we're only good at brief encounters, walking around in European cities in warm climate.
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