Ellie: Is this really all they had to worry about? Boys. Movies. Deciding
which shirt goes with which skirt? It's bizarre.
Joel: Get up, we're leaving. C'mon.
Ellie: And if I say no?
Joel: Do you even realize what your life means? Huh? Running off like that.
Putting yourself at risk...it's pretty goddamn stupid.
Ellie: Well, I guess we're both disappointed with each other then.
Joel: What do you want from me?
Ellie: Admit that you wanted to get rid of me the whole time.
Joel: Tommy knows this area better than--
Ellie: Agh, fuck that.
Joel: Well, I'm sorry, I trust him better than I trust myself.
Ellie: Stop with the bullshit. What are you so afraid of? That I'm gonna end
up like Sam? I can't get infected. I can take care of myself.
Joel: How many close calls have we had?
Ellie: Well, we seem to be doing alright so far.
Joel: And now you'll be doing even better with Tommy.
Ellie: I'm not her, you know.
Joel: What?
Ellie: Maria told me about Sarah. And I--
Joel: Ellie. You are treading on some mighty thin ice here.
Ellie: I'm sorry about your daughter, Joel, but I have lost people too.
Joel: You have no idea what loss is.
Ellie: Everyone I have cared for has either died or left me. Everyone fucking
except for you. So don't tell me that I would be safer with someone
else -- because the truth is I'd just be more scared.
Joel: You're right... You're not my daughter, and I sure as hell ain't your
dad. And we are going our separate ways.