be pretty

without inspiration.

Elephant Parade.

Grow up

-Okay! I'm just gonna wait right here.
Joel! Hey, no, sweetie.

Uh, Joely.Your mother wants me to mind you.
Get back under the table.
- Ice cream.Ice cream.
- No, not until after, you know, you've had your dinner.

Come on, Joel!

Joel, grow up!

-Don't leave me, Clem. Oh, my God, Clem. 

-This is sort of warped.
-I'm scared.I want my mommy!
-Don't cry, babyJoel. BabyJoel, it's okay. Joel. Joely. Joel!

Stop it! Look, I think it's working.
Look, we're hidden, Joel. Look!

Hey, honey, look.

Wait there.

My crotch is still here, just as you remembered it.

-Yuck.

Erased.

-Volví para jurar que iba intentar superar mi humillación, creo.
-¿fue algo que yo dije?
-si…
-entonces dijiste vete..con tanto desden..sabes
-oh, lo siento mucho
- no importa…
- joeli?!…¿y si te quedas esta vez?
- ya salí por la puerta, no me queda ni un recuerdo
- vuelve y has una despedida por lo menos… vamos a fingir que tuvimos una.
-adiós joel.