Clementine: You're not a stalker, or anything, right?
Joel: I'm not a stalker. YOU'RE the one that talked to me, remember?
Clementine: That is the oldest trick in the stalker book.
Joel: Really? There's a stalker book? Great, I gotta read that one.
Joel: Look at it out here, it's all falling apart. I'm erasing you and I'm happy.
Clementine: This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon.
Joel: I know.
Clementine: What do we do?
Joel: Enjoy it.
Joel: Can you hear me? I don't want this any more! I want to call it off.
Joel: I think your name is magical.
Clementine: I wish you'd stayed.
Joel: I wish I'd stayed, too. NOW I wish I'd stayed. I wish I'd done a lot of things. I wish I'd... I wish I'd stayed... I do.
Clementine: Look, I'm sorry if I came off a little nutso, I'm not really.
Joel: That's okay, I really didn't think you were.
Joel: I don't see anything I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
Joel Barish: I can't see anything I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will, you will think of things and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Joel Barish: Okay.
Clementine: Okay.
Joel: Why would she do that to me?
Rob: Hey does anybody want a joint?
Joel: I'm so ashamed.
Clementine: It's okay, you're a little kid.
Mary: Adults are, like, this mess of sadness and phobias.
Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage?
Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you'll miss.
Clementine: You married?
Joel: No.
Clementine: Let's move into this neighborhood.
Joel: I do sorta live with someone though.
Clementine: Male or female?
Joel: What? Female... female.
Clementine: At least I'm not barking up the wrong tree.
Clementine: I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.
Patrick: Mary hates me. I've never been popular with the ladies.
Stan: Maybe if you stopped stealing their panties.
Joel: Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating.
Joel: Wait.
Clementine: ...What?.. What do you want Joel?
Joel: I don't know! I want you wait for just a... a while.
Joel: I love being bathed in the sink - such a feeling of security.
Clementine: I've never seen you happier, baby Joel.
Carrie: She decided to erase you almost as a lark.
Answer: If I remember correctly, it's Mr. Blue Sky by The Electric Light Orchestra (ELO).
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