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April: Oooh? What are you gonna say?
Will Hayes: I'm still working on it I don't know
April: OH! You should work it on with me you should practice with me; I'm really good at that.
[Walks over to the railing]
April: I'll be Emily.
April: I'm Emily your college sweetheart is there

something you wanted to ask me?
Will Hayes: Emily...
April: Wait! You gotta get down on your knee
Will Hayes: No I'm not getting down on my knee
April: [Walks towards Will] She'll like it; she'll like seeing you down on your knee...
Will Hayes: I'm not getting down on my knee

April: [Rolls her eyes and walks back to the railing and turns around] Such a mistake! Okay
Will Hayes: Emily...
April: Yes William?
Will Hayes: Don't make me laugh! Emily will you... um... marry me?
April: No
Will Hayes: Oh my god...

April: What do you mean, 'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfil an ideal

that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?
Will Hayes: Oh! Oh, my God.
April: You should've got on your knee.
Will Hayes: Just shut up! Here... I wanna marry you because you're the first person I wanna look at when I wake up in the morning, and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight.

Because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn't imagine not being able to hold them. But mainly, when you love someone as much as I love you, getting married is the only thing left to do. So, will you, um, marry me?
April: Definitely. Maybe.

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Maya Hayes: Dad, I can't believe you smoked... and drank... and was such a slut... But I still love you.

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[Maya and Sarah are walking away, Maya turns around]
Maya Hayes: Dad!
[Will turns around, Maya runs to him, Will kneels]
Maya Hayes: Thanks for telling me the story.
Will Hayes: You're welcome. I didn't tell you the happy ending.
Maya Hayes: [getting tears] What is it?
Will

Hayes: You.

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Will Hayes: I kept the book...
April: Yeah?
Will Hayes: Because it was the only thing that I had left of you.

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Will Hayes: I had two serious girlfriends... and then some other smattering of other women.
[Notices Maya looking strangely at him]
Will Hayes: What?
Maya Hayes: What's the boy word for 'slut'?
Will Hayes: They still haven't come up with one yet. But I'm sure they're working on it.

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Maya Hayes: What's a threesome?
Will Hayes: It's a game, that adults play sometimes... When they're bored.
Maya Hayes: ...Whatever.

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Maya Hayes: I really liked Summer. I can't believe she turned out to be such a...
Will Hayes: Heartbreaker?
Maya Hayes: No...
Will Hayes: Opportunist?
Maya Hayes: Uh-uh...
Will Hayes: Double-crossing...
Maya Hayes: Bitch.

Will Hayes: Maya!
Maya Hayes: How could she do that to you?
Will Hayes: Like she said, if she didn't write it someone else would've. It was the truth.
Maya Hayes: So did she? Did she break it?
Will Hayes: What?
[Maya points to her heart. Will smiles and kisses her cheek]

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Maya Hayes: You're right, it is complicated, isn't it? I mean, you're in love with April, who used to be in love with Lucas, and then she fell in love with you, but you were in love with Summer, who was always really in love with Hampton, and now that you're in love with April she's in love with Kevin... and no one's in love with you. That's complicated.
Will

Hayes: Yep.

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Maya Hayes: Poor April. Just like the character in the story. Who's always been the friend then she realized she doesn't just want to be the friend she wants to be the *girl*friend. Except it's too late.
Will Hayes: What do you mean?
Maya Hayes: Weren't you listening? She came home for you.

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April: You and me, it'd kinda be like cats and dogs.
Will Hayes: Oil and water.
April: Sand paper and bare ass.
Will Hayes: That's gross.

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Maya Hayes: Hold it! Stop, stop right there! You smoked?
Will Hayes: No!... Yeah. But... I didn't mean to tell you that. Listen, I was young and I was stupid, and I haven't smoked in years, I promise you.
Maya Hayes: Is there anything *else* you should tell me?
Will Hayes: Probably... not.

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Bookstore Owner #1: Jane Eyre. Random House 1943. Um it's a beautiful edition known for the um cover illustration. But there's a real nice dedication inside with a quote from the book. "To my darling daughter, April. The human heart has hidden treasures, in secret kept"
Will HayesBookstore Owner #1: "in silence sealed."

Will Hayes: "The thought, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, whose charms were broken if revealed. From you loving father."

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April: Pack of American Eagles, blue, please.
Simon: 4.25.
Will Hayes: 4.25? You pay four dollars and twenty-five cents for a pack of cigarettes?
April: They don't put as many chemicals in them.
Will Hayes: So those are healthy cigarettes.
April: Something like

that.
Will Hayes: So, if there's not as many chemicals in them they should cost less, not more, don't you think?
April: They put saltpeter in your cigarettes, which make them burn faster, which make you smoke more. Which means, at the end of the day, your cigarettes actually cost more, not less.

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Maya Hayes: How come you changed all names except hers?
Will Hayes: What do you mean?
Maya Hayes: In the story, you know like mom became Emily, and Summer's that Natasha lady who writes for that magazine... But you didn't change April's. Why?
Will Hayes: Why - Why are you so concerned with this anyway?

Maya Hayes: Because I want you to be happy.
Will Hayes: You know, I'm happy.
Maya Hayes: Trust me, dad. You're not happy.
Will Hayes: [Long pause] Put on your coat.

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Maya Hayes: Did you know that 35 people try to jump off the Brooklyn Bridge each year, most because of broken hearts?
Will Hayes: I'll keep that in mind.

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Will Hayes: Fine, I'm gonna tell you the story, but I'm not telling you who your mom is.
Maya Hayes: Fine!
Will Hayes: You're just gonna have to figure it out for yourself.
Maya Hayes: Good!
Will Hayes: And I'm changing all of the names, and some of the facts. I just decided that right

now. Then we'll see how smart you are.
Maya Hayes: It like it, it's like a love story mystery.

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April: Come on let's dance.
Will Hayes: No
April: Why?
Will Hayes: Ok

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April: You know what's really cool?
Will Hayes: I don't.
April: We can just sit hear and not have to worry about flirting, or all the attraction stuff.
Will Hayes: Yea, all that stuff...
April: Very cool.
[long pause]
Will Hayes: Yea...

AprilWill Hayes: [make out for about 10 seconds then freeze]
Will Hayes: [sits up]
Will Hayes: I got to go
Will Hayes: [quickly leaves]

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Summer Hartley: Dumped me for a sophomore. Told me it was for my own good.
Will Hayes: Everybody seems to be using that line these days.

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Maya Hayes: If Summer does turn out to be my mother, I'm running away to Canada. I am *not* kidding.