Jake: Then you are due. This is when I like the Carnival best. There is no one here, but if you listen real close, you can still hear the laughter.
Carol: You never have to go home. You get to stay here every night.
Jake: Yep. So what is your pleasure?
Carol: Well, we haven't tried the parachute drop yet. If you are in for a little freefalling. Oh! Ben! I forgot about my brother.
Jake: Judy relax. He probably found another way to get home.
Carol: Well I'm not worried about him. It's just that I never forgot that he existed before. What a wonderful feeling.
Jake: So you are not worried about him?
Carol: No.
Jake: Let me show you my favourite place, where anything is possible.
Carol: Oh, I want to go here.
Jake: But this is just photographs. I'm talking magic.
Carol: I thought this was my Carnival. Oh, this is great.
Jake: You really shouldn't touch those costumes.
Carol: It's my carnival. I'll touch what I want to touch. Touch touch, touch, touch. So, what
costume do you want to wear?
Jake: Uh?
Carol: What do you want to be?
Jake: I don't know. What do you want to be?
Carol: What would I like to be? Well I would like to be a woman who's considered desirable
and attractive and fun. But without giving up my intelligence, or drive, or dignity. And I would
love to have enough self confidence so that it wouldn't be some guy from Yale dumping me,
but me dumping him.
Jake: I think that costume is being cleaned.
Carol: Ok then. How about a stripper? You don't have to dress up. Just be in the picture with me. Ha ha ha.
Jake: You are a dangerous woman Judy Jones. Dangerous woman.
Carol: So, what do you want to do next?
Jake: What do you think?
Carol: Hmmm.
Jake: Hmmm.

Maggie: Carol?
Jason: Ben, wake up.
Ben: What?
Maggie: Where is carol?
Ben: Isn't she in her room?
Jason: No. But the car she drove is in the driveway. Explain that?
Ben: Uh, I can't. Goodnight.
Maggie: Ben, level with us. Did carol come home from the carnival with you, or not?
Ben: No.
Jason: Well how did you get home?
Maggie: You drove? Again?
Ben: No. I learned my lesson. Trish drove.
Jason: I thought she was fifteen.
Maggie: How did she get a license?
Ben: I didn't say she had a license. Nor did I say she learned her lesson.

Jake: Keep your eyes shut. Keep them shut.
Carol: Ok, ok.
Jake: Come on. Come on. Ready?
Carol: Yes.
Jake: This is the place. Open your eyes.
Carol: A fun house.
Jake: You have no idea. Come on.
Carol: Jake! Jake!
Jake: Over here darlin.
Carol: Don't leave me alone like that.
Jake: Over here. There's nothing in here that is going to frighten you.
Carol: Now this is how I see myself.
Jake: You are the skinniest fat woman I know.
Carol: Well this is how I used to look.
Jake: I don't believe it. This is how you look today.
Carol: Well this is how I wish I looked.
Jake: This is how you look.
Carol: No. It's the mirror and the lights.
Jake: No it isn't. How do I look in the mirror?
Carol: Terrific.
Jake: How do I look in person?
Carol: Terrific.
Jake: What does that tell you?
Carol: I like the way you look.
Jake: You take my breath away.
Carol: Is it getting a little warm in here? I mean maybe we should... (kiss)
Jake: You know we could be so much more comfortable, say, in my trailer.
Carol: Trailer!
Jake: Don't get the wrong idea. I'd be happy to stay here too.
Carol: The wrong idea. Let's go to your trailer. This isn't anything like I thought it would be.
Jake: What isn't?
Carol: The trailer. The books. You. I wouldn't change a thing. Particularly you. It's perfect.
Jake: What's perfect?
Carol: This night. You make me feel so beautiful.
Jake: What we are going to do here tonight Judy is...
Carol: Jake. I don't want a lie to be any part of this night. My name isn't Judy.
Jake: What?
Carol: I only told you that because I was afraid of letting a stranger get too close to me. My
name is Carol Anne Seaver.
Jake: Well it's nice to meet you.
Carol: And I'm nineteen years old and I live at home. Not because I have to but because I
think I want to.
Jake: It's ok.
Carol: And I got o school at Columbia Pre Law, but I'm not really sure anymore.
Jake: I don't need to know all this.
Carol: I need for you to know all this. I need you to know me.
Jake: I know you plenty.
Carol: I never really dated too much because I never really thought that men were interested
in me. Until you showed me.
Jake: Look carol, Judy, whatever your name is. I don't care.
Carol: You don't have to tell me anything about you. Because I trust you.
Jake: Shut up!
Carol: What did I say?
Jake: Look, its getting late. Why don't you go home or something?

Carol: Look I'm sorry if I said something to upset you. Goodnight.
Jake: Stop your crying darlin.
Carol: Nothing ever works out for me. Nothing!
Jake: You got it all wrong. You don't know how well it worked out for you tonight.
Carol: Are you kidding? A guy I don't even know, from Yale. Dumps me. And another guy, that
I am ready to do...some important stuff with, kicks me out of his trailer. There is obviously
something wrong with me.
Jake: Something wrong with you! What are you doing? Looking in one of those funny mirrors
again?
Carol: I'm just seeing things the way they are. I'm not attractive to be with.
Jake: You got it all mixed up. You are beautiful Carol. You can't go around waiting to hear it
from guys like me, because you don't know who they are or what they want. They could hurt
you.
Carol: You are not like that.
Jake: Oh I...used to be.
Carol: Did you mean it when you said I was beautiful?
Jake: Don't you listen? Don't ask me. Say to yourself "I'm beautiful and any guy who doesn't
want me is a damn fool".
Carol: I can't say that.
Jake: Then nobody can. Come on. Say now.
Carol: What? Out loud?
Jake: Yeah.
Carol: People will hear me.
Jake: That's the point. Shout it. "I Carol Seaver"
Carol: I Carol Seaver.
Jake: Louder.
Carol: I Carol Seaver am beautiful.
Jake: Shout it.
Carol: I'm beautiful.
Jake: And?
Carol: And any man who doesn't want me is a damn fool.
Jake: Wooo hooo. Yeah.
Carol: Ha ha ha. I am never going to forget this night.
Jake: Neither am I darlin. Neither am I.

Maggie: Carol! Honey, are you alright?
Carol: I'm beautiful.
Jason: What the heck happened to you?
Maggie: And why are you dressed like a gipsy?
Carol: I am aren't I?
Jason: I want to know what's been going on tonight.
Carol: Magic.
Jason: Magic!
Carol: Mum, isn't this a wonderful place?