revealing dialogue

Betty 2022-04-19 09:01:09

Start the conversation between Charlie and Anderson
Charlie: Mr. Anderson. Can I ask you something?
Anderson: Yeah.
Charlie: Why do nice people choose the wrong people to date?
Anderson: Are we talking about anyone specific? We accept the love we think we deserve.
Charlie: Can we make them know that they deserve more?
Anderson: We can try.
Sam and Charlie at the end of the conversation.
Sam: Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we are nothing?
Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve.
Sam: Then, why didn't you ever ask me out?
Charlie: I, uh… I just didn't think that you wanted that.
Sam: Well, what did you want?
Charlie: I just want you to be happy.
Sam: Don't you get it, Charlie? I can't feel that. It's really sweet and everything, but you can't just sit there and put everybody' lives ahead of yours, and think that counts as love. I don 't wanna be somebody's crush. I want people to like the real me.
Charlie: I know who you are, Sam. I know i'm quiet and I know I should speak more, but if you knew the things that…that were in my head most of the time, you'd know what it really meant. How much we are alike. And how we've been through the same things. And you're not small. You're beautiful.

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The Perks of Being a Wallflower quotes

  • [first lines]

    Charlie: [voice-over] Dear Friend. I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. Please don't try to figure out who I am. I don't want you to do that. I just need to know that people like you exist. Like if you met me you wouldn't think I was the weird kid who spent time in the hospital. And I wouldn't make you nervous. I hope it's okay for me to think that. You see, I haven't really talked to anyone outside of my family all summer. But tomorrow is my first day of high school ever, and I need to turn things around. So I have a plan. As I enter the school for the first time, I will visualize what it would be like on the last day of my senior year. Unfortunately I counted, and that's one thousand three hundred and eighty-five days.

  • Patrick: How is it that you've got meaner since becoming a buddhist?

    Mary Elizabeth: Just lucky, I guess.

    Patrick: No, you're doing something wrong, I think.