Will You Marry Me?

Transcript

This looks like as good a spot as any. Oh, you recognize it, do you? Well, yeah, it's the park where we met.

But it's more than just that, isn't it? Mm-hmm. Yep.

It's the picnic where we met. It was right here. Here, help me get this set up.

I know. I had this all planned just for you. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it, I get it.

Every single date I plan is just for you. That's the way dating works, but you know what? Just shut up and help me.

All right, I got potato salad, and sandwiches, rolls, nope, careful, careful, careful, pies in there. Uh-uh, no, I got your favorite kinds. All right, well, here we are.

This is where we met. Brings back memories, doesn't it? No, I just like that this is low-key between the two of us.

That first picnic, it was never supposed to be that big. No, it wasn't. We had planned for four, five, six of us, something like that, not many.

Everyone brought friends, and we ended up with, was it like 30 people there? I didn't even know most of the people that. I didn't know you.

Oh, was that how it went down? No, as I recall, it was you who came to talk to me. Oh, was that it? Regardless of how it went down, what I remember is those guys playing football in the wild throw that hit your cup and got punched all over your shirt, and you were mad about that.

Yes, you were. Babe, you were furious. Obviously, it's funny now in hindsight, but you were mad at the time, babe.

Babe, you kicked their football. You were not returning it. Baby, you kicked it the opposite direction.

Okay, believe what you want to believe. I was just happy to get your number. Well, of course.

I gave you my jacket to cover up the punch stain on your shirt. How else was I going to get it back? You know, that's actually what I was afraid of, that you'd give it to one of our mutual friends to hand back to me.

I was very glad that you gave me your number and then let me come over to pick it up. Well, I won't say it let me implement the next part of my plan, but of course there was a plan. Well, come on, babe.

What happened? I picked up my jacket from your place, and then what happened the very next day? Exactly.

I texted you from Kelly's phone and told you I'd forgotten mine over there. Well, you didn't actually fall for the forgetful thing, did you? You never figured this out? That wasn't my phone, babe, and I hadn't forgotten it.

No, it was my old phone, and I planted it there so I'd have an excuse to come by and see you again. What? Don't give me that look.

Oh, come on. You're not really mad. All right, well, if that's how it is, I can go.

No, I'm not ashamed and I'm not apologizing. It worked, and it worked out well for both of us, didn't it? I did not lie to you.

No, I didn't. It was my phone. It just wasn't my current phone.

No, I did not say I forgot it. No, I did. I said I left it.

Baby, there's a big difference. Forgot versus left, it's not the same thing. Anyway, it gave me a chance to see you and ask you out, so.

.. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, don't give it to the fried chicken, babe. No. Because that dog doesn't deserve the fried chicken.

Here, throw it the roll. No, you have to roll, you stupid dog. Get out of here.

No, it's fine. No harm, no foul. Just leave your damn dog, dude.

I'm never going to forget our first date. No, babe, you did fine. I, on the other hand, bowled the worst two games of my life.

It's not a flex. I was legit terrible. I could barely bowl.

Babe, I dropped the ball on my foot. Because you were making me nervous. It's not that you did anything.

It's just, you know. .. I thought you were cute.

I wanted to make a good impression, and so I got nervous. And then it was. ..

It was our fourth date. You remember our fourth date? No, that wasn't the mini golf.

It was dinner and a movie. No, sweetheart, the mini golf was our fifth date. Dinner and a movie was our fourth.

And it was our first kiss. It was not our third date. It was our fourth.

Fine, okay, let's count together then, okay? There was the picnic. There was the bowling.

The picnic. When we met. Babe, neither of us talked to anyone else that whole evening.

Of course it counts. It totally counts. It totally counts.

That was our first date. Fine, fine. Live in your own little fantasy world.

It doesn't matter. I just remember it was one of the happiest nights of my life. I don't even remember what the movie was.

It was. I'm surprised. Because I hate that actor.

I don't know what I was thinking. I must have had a real big crush on you. Still do, too.

Man, I remember going to meet your parents. I'm glad you thought I did well with it, man. I was terrified.

Oh, I was so scared, babe. Glad you think I hit it well. No, I don't think I did a good job.

I thought I was obviously petrified. No, because, I don't know, I was really serious about you. And I really loved you.

And I didn't want to have your parents hate me. I didn't want your family to think that I was the wrong guy. You know, maybe.

But I knew I had to. Of course I had to meet them. Because I, uh, I already knew that you were the one I, um, the one I wanted to be.

Ow! No, don't worry about it, it's fine. No, seriously, look, stinger's out.

Ow. Right on the finger, though. Ow.

No, seriously, babe, I'm fine. Really. It doesn't hurt, it's fine.

Okay, it does hurt, but it's not that bad, I don't need a hand. Alright, fine, fine, you can look. See? Yeah, it's gonna swell, it's a bee sting, but, I'm not allergic, it's just gonna hurt.

Yeah, okay. Yeah, that does feel a bit better. Thank you.

That was a perfect example, though. Why I love you, and what you do for me. You, you take care of me.

You look after me. You always know what I need, when I need it. And I am the luckiest man alive to have that with you.

Maybe I am gonna get a little bit mushy. Well, I did pick this spot for a reason, didn't I? You haven't figured it out? Hmm.