I want you. I know I'm a mess, but I want you. I want to see you...
Marnie: I want you. I know I'm a mess, but I want you. I want to see you every morning. I want to make you a snack every night. And I eventually want to have your little brown babies and eventually I want to watch you die.
Charlie: That's all I wanted to hear.
Marnie: Is it?
Charlie: I love you. Maybe I'm an idiot for it. But I always have. Everything good that I try and do I do because of you and I try and get away but I just keep coming back. And that's because I love you.