March 2012
Louie/Pamela.
- Louie: I want to be your friend, and it’s okay to me that there’s nothing else. But can I just, can I just tell you one time the way I feel about you?
- Pamela: You wanna tell me?
- Louie: Yes. And I’ll be your friend, and I won’t press to be anything else if you’ll just let me get it out one time.
- Pamela: You wanna tell me.
- Louis: Yes. Please.
- Pamela: Go ahead…
- Louie: Pamela- I’m in love with you.
- Pamela: (Head in hands), Oh God.
- Louie: Yeah. It’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me.
- Pamela: (Hand over ears), Oy, eww!
- Louie: Shut up…let me tell you, LET ME. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day to think about you enough. I feel like I’m gonna live a thousand years cause that’s how long it’s gonna take me to have one thought about you…which is that I’m crazy about you, Pamela. I don’t wanna be with anybody else.
- Pamela: Louie…
- Louie: I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t even think about women anymore. I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train…we were on this train and you were holding my hand…that’s the whole dream, you were holding my hand, and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I’m sick in love with you Pamela, it’s like a condition, it’s like Polio, I feel like I’m gonna die if I can’t be with you…and I can’t be with you…so I’m gonna die. And I don’t care. Because I was brought into existence to know you. And that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back…it’s like greedy. I’m doing a bad job of this.
- Pamela: No you’re not.
- Louie: I’m not?
- Pamela: No. It’s a good job; it’s a really good job.
“The stage is my church and long form improvisational comedy is my religion and I want to practice it at every moment in my life. When I have felt most myself and most alive is when I have been living this way. Now, rock out with your cocks out.”
—Amy Poehler. (via healywu)
