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Jamie: It’s like the wind. I can’t see it, but I feel it.

Clay Gephardt: You know what? I actually thought I wanted to be your friend. And now I have no idea why. No idea.
Landon: I made that jump once. Thought I was a bad ass. I remember actually saying that I meant to belly-flop.
Clay Gephardt: Did it hurt?
Landon: Like hell.
Clay Gephardt: Good.

Landon: I might kiss you.
Jamie: I might be bad at it.
Landon: That’s not possible.

Jamie: Please don’t pretend like you know me, ok?
Landon: But I do, I do. We’ve had all the same classes in the same school since kindergarten. Why you’re Jamie Sullivan. You sit at lunch table 7. Which isn’t exactly the reject table, but is definitely in self exile territory. You have exactly one sweater. You like to look at your feet when you walk. Oh, oh, and yeah, for fun, you like to tutor on weekends and hang out with the cool kids from “Stars and Planets.” Now how does that sound?
Jamie: Thoroughly predictable, nothing I haven’t heard before.
Landon: You don’t care what people think about you?
Jamie: No.

Landon: I’m sorry she never got her miracle.
Reverend Sullivan: She did. It was you.