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Clem: Joelie?
Joel: Yeah, Tangerine?
Clem: Am I ugly?
Joel: Nuh-uh.
Clem: 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 favourite 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.
Joel: (kisses her) You're pretty...
Clem: Joelie...don't ever leave me...
Joel: Yeah, Tangerine?
Clem: Am I ugly?
Joel: Nuh-uh.
Clem: 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 favourite 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.
Joel: (kisses her) You're pretty...
Clem: Joelie...don't ever leave me...