Connell & Marianne | Normal People (2020)

I asked Rachel to the Debs today. Do you know, it's not romantic or anything, we're just friends. Like we're just friends? No, that's... that's different. I might look back on something and think how I felt at the time, but... when it's happening, I never have any idea. What about now? Would you say your... feelings are involved? Obviously. Who is it obvious to? I can't really talk to anybody the way that I talk to you or anything like that. Yeah, um... I don't really know what to say other than the fact that... I really love you, Marianne. Then we'd be in college together. I bet you'd pretend not to know me if we bumped into each other. I would never pretend to not know you, Con. I keep thinking how, um... how nice it was to see you at the party. I was thinking, um... that I've missed having you in my life. Maybe it would be nice to, like, um... have you in it again? When I'm with you. That was kind of a perfect time in my life, to be honest. I don't think I was ever... I still think about it all the time. I still... think about why I acted in such a fucked up way, and I'm really sorry. I really am sorry. I forgive you. I don't really know what happened between us, to be honest. I think it's pretty obvious I don't want you to leave. Why? I don't find it obvious what you want. You said you wanted to see other people. I thought you were breaking up with me. You never said anything about wanting to stay here. I... Always. Obviously. I haven't forgotten the things you told me when we were in Italy. You are a good person. And I say that as someone who really knows you. Just really smart. We see the world in a similar way. Well, he's smarter than me. He's actually the smartest person I've ever met. I miss you. And I'm looking forward to seeing you, whenever that will be. When I think of Christmas time, I imagine a Christmas tree in your front room, covered in tinsel. I can't picture my house at all. I miss you. Just because people treat you badly at times, and I include myself in that, by the way, it doesn't mean you deserve to be treated badly. Come here! Come here! Come here! Come here! Come here! It's okay. It's okay. It's alright. You do think I'm damaged. A lot of people love you and care about you. I hope you know that. Everything's going to be alright, trust me. Because I love you. And I'm not going to let anything like that happen to you again. I just got this email. It's from this university in New York. They're offering me a place in their MFA creative writing programme. Would you come with me? I'd miss you too much. I'd be sick. At first. But it would get better. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. No. That's true. I mean, you'd be somewhere else to party. Be a different person. And me too. But we have done so much good. For one another. No, I love you. And I'm never going to feel the same way for anyone else.