Holden: Dear Justine, because of you I will be quitting the Retail Rodeo. The last two days have been the most God awful of my life. I’ve not been able to get rid of you in my head. I’ve never wanted anything so bad and I have wanted many things. I’d given up long ago on being gotten by someone else, and then you came along. The idea that I could be gotten because of circumstantial never get got is the worst feeling I’ve ever felt and I have felt many bad feelings. I’m sorry I can never see you again, Justine. Forgive me for being so weak, but that is who I am. Goodbye. Holden Worther. If, for some reason, you could change your mind and wanna be with me body and soul, meet me after work. I will be waiting for you at 5pm outside Chunky Cheese. If you are not there at five you will never see me again in your lifetime.
Justine: After living in the dark for so long…a glimpse of the light can make you giddy.Strange thoughts come into your head…and you better think ‘em.Has a special fate been calling you and you not listening?Is there a secret message right in front of you…and you’re not reading it?Is this your last,best chance?Are you gonna take it?Or are you going to the grave with unlived lives in your veins?
Justine:What you reading?
Holden:Catcher in the Rye.I’m named after it.
Justine:What’s your name,Catcher?
Holden:Holden.After Holden Caulfield.He’s the main character.
Justine:What’s he do?
Holden:He’s put upon by society…the hypocrisy of the world.
Justine:I notice that you’re,uh, not very social.
Holden:I’m a writer, so…
Justine:What do you write?
Holden:Novels, plays,screenplays…stories, poetry.
Justine:Oh, I better go.W-What happens at the end of your book?
Holden:Oh, he has a nervous breakdown…goes to a mental hospital.
Justine: As a girl,ou see the world like a giant candy store…filled with sweet candy and such.But one day you look around and see a prison…and you’re on death row.You want to run…or scream…or cry.But something’s locking you up.Are the other folks cows chewing cud till the hour come when their heads roll?Or are they just keeping quiet like you?Planning their escape.