I ett annat land

det blev visst mest mina tankar

I could die right now, Clem. I'm just exactly where I want to be

-Joely? 
-Yeah Tangerine?
-Am I ugly?
-Uh-uh.
-When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if -I can transform her, I would magically change, too. 
-You're pretty.
-Joely, don't ever leave me.
-You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty...

:)