by the way.
Joel: I'm Joel.
Clem: Hi, Joel.
Clem: No jokes about my name.
Oh, no, you wouldn't do that. You're trying to be nice.
Joel: I don't know any jokes about your name.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound...
Joel: I don't know what that means.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound? What are you, nuts?
Joel: It's been suggested.
Oh, my darlin, oh, my darlin Oh, my darlin Clementine...You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine...No?
Joel: I'm sorry. Just...It's a pretty name, though. It really is nice.
It's, uh...It means "merciful." Right? Clemency?
Clem: Although it hardly fits.
I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.
Clem: Why wouldn't you think that about me?
Joel: I don't know. I just...I don't know. I just, uh...You seem nice
Clem: Oh, now I'm nice? Oh, God. Don't you know any other adjectives? I don't need "nice". I don't need myself to be it, and I don't need anybody else to be it at me.