Sim, we will always have Tokyo... Saudades.

CHARLOTTE: I just don't know what I'm supposed to be.

BOB: You'll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

BOB: I don't want to leave.
CHARLOTTE: So don't. Stay here with me. We'll start a jazz band.

CHARLOTTE: I don't want to go home.
BOB: I know. I don't either.

CHARLOTTE: When are you leaving?
BOB: Tomorrow.

CHARLOTTE: I'm going to miss you.
BOB: That's what you said the other night.

CHARLOTTE: Well I mean it more now.
BOB: I don't want to go back tomorrow.

CHARLOTTE: I know. But, it doesn't last, you have to go back sometime.
BOB: Why can't it last?

CHARLOTTE: I don't know, it just doesn't, reality changes things... and we can't stay here forever.
BOB: Why are you crying?

CHARLOTTE: I'll miss you.
BOB: I know, I'm going to miss you too