Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Pamela.

I transcribed the scene in the Louie episode "Subway/Pamela" in which Louis C.K. professes his love for Pamela. These are his lines only.

Look, I know you don’t feel the same way about me. I know that; I’m not stupid. It’s fine. I’m actually fine with the way things are—that I’m in a constant state of agitation. It’s actually better than any real requited love/sex thing I ever had.

I’m saying that…I want to be your friend, and it’s okay with me that there’s nothing else. But can I just…can I just tell you one time the way I feel about you?

Yes, I’ll be your friend. And I won’t press you to be anything else—I promise—if you’ll just let me get it out one time.

Pamela, I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad…I don’t 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—that 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 to 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 at this…

Is there any planet, any part of the world that you feel any of the same…? Is there even a shard of a fraction of a feeling that you have…?

No…no…no…

(“That was gorgeous. That made feel really good.”)

Good, good.  

Nothing coming back in the other direction? Not even…not…no…

Nothing…


Okay… 


For those who have never been in Louie's position, you have no idea why these words are so important, so poignant, so powerful.