No. No, you can’t … stop! Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave … if you leave … I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look: P. Sherman, forty-two … forty-two … I remember it, I do. It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And—and I look at you, and I … and I’m home. Please … I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.

Dory, “Finding Nemo”