Old Fashioned

Clay:
I guess I wasn't destined for greatness.

Amber:
I think the world has enough greatness. Not enough goodness. That's my theory.

Aunt Zella:
This is the day the Lord has made.

Clay:
I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Amber:
When the jar is full, I know I have enough.

Clay:
For what?

Amber:
To get far enough away if I need to. Make a fresh start. Go where the wind takes me. Follow the warm fuzzies.

Clay:
Life isn't just warm fuzzies.

Amber:
It isn't just rules either, religiouso... And besides, it's how I ended up here. I hit empty on County Line Road."

Clay:
You're kidding me. You just packed your car full of everything you owned and started driving until you ran out of gas?

Amber:
He's trying to scare me off.

Lisa:
He's so good at that.

Clay:
Old things have passed away; behold all things become new.

Amber:
That's in there?

Clay:
There was... something. A sense. Like a voice but...

Amber:
You hear voices?

Clay:
No, not like real... Wait.

Amber:
What?

Clay:
Shhh. There it is again. A whisper. It's telling me... it's telling me something about you!

Amber:
I'm serious. Tell me more about all of this.

Clay:
I can't explain it. Still. Even now. It's not easy to put into words without sounding like a crazy person.

Aunt Zella:
Ask her to go to church with ya sometime.

Clay:
Thank you, Aunt Zella.

Amber:
You go to church?

Clay:
Not much anymore. I did.

Aunt Zella:
The people there weren't perfect, so he felt out of place.

Amber:
Buy me flowers. Make me a card. I don't need you to make me your community service project. I need you to dance with me. That was okay, wasn't it?

Clay:
Yes.

Amber:
Clay, I know it's in you. I know it. Flatter me. Excite me. Sweep me off my feet. Tell me I'm the most attractive woman you've ever seen even if you don't really mean it. I don't care.

Clay:
Lie to you?

Amber:
Exactly. A normal date.

Clay:
I've wasted a lot of words. I don't want to waste any more.

Amber:
On me. Oh you're scoring all kinds of points.

Clay:
It's not about scoring points.

Amber:
I'm sorry. That's right. It's about red-yellow-green.

Amber:
I'm not going to live back there anymore, Clay. And I'm not going to tell you a bunch of bad things about him to try to make myself feel less responsible. I can't blame him for my decision. And you can't either. But this is who I am.

George:
Life is short.

Amber:
Is that what made you change?

Clay:
It wasn't one big thing. It was more like a lot of small things that added up. And that book didn't help much. Sometimes I wish I'd never opened it at all.

Amber:
Why?

Clay:
Once I read it for myself, I couldn't make fun of it anymore. Maybe someone else could, but I couldn't. I felt accountable for the first time in my life.

Clay:
When did treating women with respect become the joke?

Brad:
Oh, come on.

Clay:
You want to laugh at believing love can be something sacred? Go ahead. Laugh.

Amber:
Maybe love doesn't have to be perfect, just to be worth it.

Clay:
"It's easier to keep holidays than commandments," Benjamin Franklin.

Amber:
That's true. I definitely prefer holidays.

Amber:
"Our lives begin to end the moment we remain silent about things that matter"

Clay:
Who said that?

Amber:
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Amber:
You don't believe that there's a right person out there for each of us? A soul mate?

Clay:
I don't believe that our job is in looking. It's in becoming. Once you are the right person... when you're ready... you know? Then hopefully, God willing...