your best reason on earth for crying Those days will never be 'round again There's Jackie and there's Brian Then there's four, then there's five, and
The end. CATHERINE, alone in the apartment. CATHERINE: Jamie is over and Jamie is gone. Jamie's decided it's time to move on. Jamie has new dreams he
gonna be okay. I mean, we'll have to try a little harder And bend things to and fro To make this love as special As it was five years ago. I mean, you
me back! Take me back all forty-one years!" And on it went, down that silent street, 'Til Schmuel's dress was at last complete, And he stretched his
CATHERINE, at Jamie's book-signing. CATHERINE: One day we're just like "Leave It to Beaver." One day it's just a Typical life, And then he's off on
CATHERINE, driving with Jamie to meet her parents. CATHERINE: My best friend had a little situation at the end of our senior year, And like a shot,
explodes, 'Til there's no one left Who has ever known us apart! JAMIE: There are so many dreams I need to see with you... CATHERINE: There are so many years
say, "Cathy, you're right." But I never could let that go Knowing the things about you I know-- Things when I met you four years ago, I knew. It never
JAMIE, in bed. JAMIE: Hey, kid--good morning-- You look like an angel. I don't remember when we fell asleep. We should get up, kid-- Cathy is waiting
at six And standing in line With two hundred girls Who are younger and thinner than me Who have already been to the gym. I'm waiting five hours in
, at the end of her first date with Jamie. CATHERINE: Don't kiss me goodbye again. Leave this night clean and quiet. You want the last word, You want
JAMIE, at a bar with his friend. JAMIE: Everyone tells you that the minute you get married, Every other woman in the world suddenly finds you attractive
an idiot, scared to death. I've been wand'ring through the desert! I've been beaten, I've been hit! My people have suffered for thousands of years And
'm certain I'd prefer To be going slowly batty Forty miles east of Cincinnati. I could shove an icepick in my eye, I could eat some fish from last July
singular sensation things are moving too fast. I'm gliding smooth as a figure skater, I'm riding hot as a rocket blast-- I just expected it ten years
GONE" You think twelve gon catch me, GIMMIE A BREAK I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years
Nina's under my jeans either side of my penis under my Long Johns under my Sean Johns when running with the long arm or the long long gone Im'a do five years
my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ??, lost homies in plenty battles Last two years
