#juno 2

Dakota: Thanks for the ride.

Jonah: You ever get the urge to just... get in the care and drive? I mean, nowhere in particular, just to take control of your life for a moment? You know, to make a choice, even if that choice is to not make a choice?

Dakota: I don't drive.

Jonah: Right.

Dakota: Good night.

Jonah: Night!

[Car door slams]

Jonah: Hey, Dakota?

Dakota: What?

Jonah: Never mind.

Dakota: Come on! I hate that! I really hate that! I hate it when guys do that! They want you to know they want to say something, but they're too afraid to actually say it and then try to bait you to ask them!

Jonah: I'm sorry.

Dakota: Do you wanna say something, Jonah?

Jonah: Yes.

Dakota: What is it, then? Well, what is it?

Jonah: I can't tell you.

Dakota: Why not?

Jonah: Because I can't.

Dakota: Ugh, fine!

Jonah: I want to tell you that I like you. But, I can't tell you that, can I? I want to tell you to forget about him. He's a great guy, the best, and he's my brother in everything but blood, and you two are good together but I still want to tell you to tell him to fuck off and to be with me. I want to tell you that since the moment I met you, I can't even get your face out of my brain. But, I can't tell you that, that all I want right now in the world is to take you away with me. No him, no here, no this. Just us. If just for a day. You know? But I can't tell you that. I mean, you can't make me. I mean, what kind of person would I be if I went and told you something like that? I'd appreciate it if... if you didn't tell Kevin what I didn't say.

Dakota: Of course not, because... you didn't say it.

Jonah: No. No, I didn't.

Dakota: Good night.

Jonah: How far down do you think that is?

Dakota: I don't know. Far.

Jonah: Huh

Dakota: What?

Jonah: Okay. All right. Imagine you threw yourself from here, all right? Your, your wife leaves you, your stocks bottom out, Beatles break up.

Dakota: You know that already happened, right?

Jonah: Yeah, whatever. So, imagine you take it upon yourself to jump.

Dakota: Okay.

Jonah: On the way down, which way would you rather be facing?

Dakota: You're a weird guy.

Jonah: I get that. No, but really, I mean, would you rather be looking back up at the sky, no idea when the end is gonna hit? Or would you rather go face-first, aware of the moment when everything cuts to black, knowing that this second is your last.

Dakota: Face-up.

Jonah: Face-up?

Dakota: Yeah, just kick back and enjoy the ride.