The priest: Clay, you don't have to believe in the immortal soul to believe that people live on with us.
Clay Jensen: Wait, what do you mean?
The priest: Just that... we've lost Hannah, but not the things she gave us. Compassion, understanding, love. Those don't go away.
Clay Jensen: Hannah Baker came into my life at the end of one summer like a star that fell to Earth. Like nothing I had seen, like no one I had ever met. She was funny, and smart, and moody, and... and maddening, and beautiful... And... I loved her. I loved her so much. And I ask her every day why she did what she did. But I get no answers. She took those with her when she went. Leaving me, all of us, angry, empty, confused. And I know that hurt won't ever go away. But there will come a day when I don't feel it every minute. And the anger won't be so hot, and the other feelings will fade, and I'll be left with only love. A good friend once said to me, "I can love you and still let you go." So, Hannah, I love you, and I let you go. And I miss you. And I hope that wherever you go next, you feel peace, you feel safe in a way that you never did here. Wherever you go next, I hope you know that I love you.
Clay Jensen: I thought a long, long time about what to say today. How to pay tribute, but also tell the truth. I have to admit, when I was asked to speak today, I didn't want to. To stand up in front of all these people. But it's what Hannah deserves. I'm angry. I'm sad. And I still have no idea how what happened happened. We're still learning all the ways we've been changed. All the things we've lost. We're just starting to figure out how to go on with our lives. I say "go on" and not "move on" because in some ways... we'll never completely move on from what happened. And I don't say "get back to normal" because life will never be normal again. Life is divided into "Hannah" and "after Hannah." Memories are sometimes a relief. And sometimes they're torture. But we hold on to the memories... because they're what we have left. And we have an urge to remember, to commemorate another time, to hold on to this as long as we can.
Clay Jensen: It was all bullshit, wasn't it? All that about taking back the power. Big fucking deal. We can spray paint some shit, they clean it up the next day. Nothing does anything.
Tyler Down: You wanna know what real power feels like?
(They go shoot guns in the woods)
Clay Jensen: Oh, my... This... This feels fucking incredible.
Tyler Down: Right? Told you.
Clay Jensen: It was you? Why the big mystery? Why couldn't you just talk to me? Tell me what was going on?
Zach Dempsey: 'Cause I'm a fucking coward. And you're not.
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): Clay.
Clay Jensen: No. You don't talk. You don't get to say anything. This is your fucking fault, Hannah. This mess started with you. I put out the tapes, and that was stupid, but you made them. You fucked up people's lives!
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): I know. I'm sorry.
Clay Jensen: Are you? Are you sorry? That doesn't do a fucking bit of good because you are gone! You killed yourself and you didn't fucking care.
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): I did!
Clay Jensen: No, or you never would've done it.
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): I was hurting, and I didn't think about who I might hurt.
Clay Jensen: You did an evil thing. Get the fuck out.
Skye Miller: I can't keep pretending like I'm okay, like I don't need to work to get well, like it's everyone's fault but mine. I wanna live a better life than that.
Clay Jensen: You're gonna forget me.
Skye Miller: Oh, my God, I never could.
Clay Jensen: I'm just gonna be this one guy you knew one time.
Skye Miller: I can let you go and still love you. I'll always love you.
Clay Jensen: I'm gonna miss you.
Skye Miller: I'm gonna miss you, too. You're a good person, Clay. And you can help people. Just maybe not how you think they need to be helped.
Clay Jensen: Look, are they sure it's bipolar? It feels like kind of a blurry line between someone being manic and also just, you know, being in a really good mood.
Skye Miller: Clay, I tried to jerk you off in front of your parents. I mean, that wasn't just a "good mood."
Clay Jensen: Yeah. Yeah, point taken. That was pretty fucked up. But the meds and everything... What if that all, like, changes you?
Skye Miller: I hope it does. Look, the person that I was, it wasn't really working for me. Like, the good moods, they could be amazing, but... I was like... dancing on the edge of a really high cliff and the fall was just really fucking hard and far.
Hannah Baker: If you could see the future, would you wanna see the future?
Clay Jensen: No.
Hannah Baker: You answered that fast.
Clay Jensen: Well... Like, can I change the future? Because if I can see it and I know what's coming, and there's nothing I can do about it, then it's just anxiety.
Hannah Baker: You can always change the future.
Clay Jensen: So you don't believe in destiny?
Hannah Baker: I do. I just believe it can change.
Hannah Baker: It's a giant fucking universe.
Clay Jensen: It is a giant universe.
Hannah Baker: Like, how are we supposed to do anything significant? Anything that means anything? We're not even dots.
Clay Jensen: But, somehow, every day feels like life or death, right? Even though, at some level, it also feels like nothing matters at all.
Hannah Baker: Or means anything.
Clay Jensen: And, like, in a real way, we're all just accidents of birth, you know? Like, it's just dumb luck that we're not having this conversation somewhere much worse than this basement. Like, some shantytown in South Asia, or the frozen north of Iceland, or a burning desert in Africa.
Hannah Baker: But that's it. We are exactly who we are, in this moment, in this place, and I think that matters. Because without you, without me, everything is different.
Clay Jensen: You told me cutting didn't mean you wanted to die.
Skye Miller: I don't wanna die. I told you that and you don't understand.
Clay Jensen: Then help me.
Skye Miller: I can't. Because I don't understand it either. It's like I have all of these feelings, and I can't control them, like I'm a visitor in my own mind. And if I don't catch my breath, I'll burn up and blow away. And I know you wanna save me from that, and I love you for it, but you can't.
Matt Jensen: Clay, it's five o'clock in the morning. What the hell is going on?
Clay Jensen: Skye is my girlfriend. But we haven't had sex, although we tried. She's in the hospital right now, but not because she tried to kill herself. Someone just ran me off the road on my way home. Random? Maybe. Who knows? I can't explain any of it to you because I don't understand it myself. Now, does knowing all this make this any better or worse for you?
Lainie Jensen: Our agreement was that we'd talk about these things.
Clay Jensen: When the house is on fire, do you discuss the fire or get out of the goddamn house? Oh. I need a fucking car.
Skye Miller: Well, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for trying to be fucking spontaneous!
Clay Jensen: You could've talked to me, you didn't have to just show up at my house. It was weird!
Skye Miller: I'll tell you what's weird: you still being in love with a fucking dead girl.
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): You don't care about me anymore?
Clay Jensen: Look, I tried, Hannah. I did everything I could for you, and nothing worked. Nothing. And now you're back? And there's still nothing I can do.
Hannah Baker (Clay's hallucination): If that's true, why am I here?
Clay Jensen: Yeah. Exactly.