You may stay here, but I want to talk to you, but you must be quiet now.
I won't ! I won't go home! You can't make me!
We'll make a plan, and yes its true, it seems like it has been like this forever but the memories represent that it not always been like this.
A plan for What? There's nothing. There's nothing we can do.
It was late at night now. They talked and talked. It was possible what they planned. Barely possible. If it failed , Jonas would very likely be killed. But what did it matter? If he stayed, his life was no longer worth living for.
Yes, he told the Giver. I'll do it. I think I can do it. I'll try, anyway. But I want you to come with me.
No. I have to stay here. I want to Jonas, the community will have no one to help them. They'll be thrown into Chaos, I'm sorry but I cannot leave.