JOEL: James. I’m not good-looking. And I’m poor. With all these yuppies around, women aren’t gonna go near a poor guy.
I know you think you’re really deprived because you didn’t go to Europe this summer. But you went to a better school than me, you don’t have to pay rent to your parents, you’re going off to Columbia fucking University. So, Margaret Mead, you’re stuck with us low-lifes for one summer, but you get to leave.
I don’t even know if you even appreciate what you have?! I mean, you’re chasing after Lisa P.?! When Em’s right there! This incredible, beautiful person is right fucking there! I mean, I can’t watch it… I can’t be around it anymore…
Even this small release of feeling is excruciating to Joel.
That’s why I quit. I can’t be around you two anymore. I feel like a… hypocrite. Fuck this. Fuck everything.