William: I'm still working on it. I don't know.
April: Oh, you should work on it with me.
April: You should practice with me. I'm really good at that. I will be Emily.
April: I'm Emily, your college sweetheart. Is there something you wanted to ask me?
William: Emily...
April: Wait! You're got to get down on your knee.
William: No, I'm not getting down on my knee.
April: She'll like it. She'll like seeing you down on your knee.
William: I'm not getting down on my knee.
April: Such a mistake. Okay .
William: Emily
April: Yes, William
William: Don't make me laugh. Emily, will you, um, marry me?
April: No.
William: Oh, my God.
April: Well, what do you mean, "Will you, um, marry me?"
April: I haven't seen you in weeks!
April: You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage!
April: You're asking me to give up my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds?
April: And why should I marry you, anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me?
April: Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?
William: Oh! Oh, my God!
April: You should've got on your knee!
William : Just shut up!
William: Here.
William: I wanna marry you because your're the first person that I want to look at when I wake up in the morning and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight.
William: Because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn' t imagine not being able to hold them.
William: But mainl, when you love someone as much as I love you, getting married is the only thing left to do.
William: So will you... Um... marry me?
April: Dfinitely. Maybe.
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