Maggie Carpenter: You're a cynical, explotive, mean-hearted
creep who wouldn't know real love if it bit him in the armpit.
Homer Eisenhower 'Ike' Graham: Hey, don't knock drunks in
bars! It means they're not out driving.
[Maggie has just left her groom standing at the altar, and
has jumped aboard a Federal Express truck.] Ellie: Where
is she going? Fisher: I don't know, but she'll be there
by 10:30 tomorrow morning.
Maggie 'Mag: Look, I guarantee that we'll have tough times.
And I guarantee that at some point, one or both of us will
want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that
if I don't ask you to be mine I'll regret it for the rest
of my life. Because I know in my heart, you're the only
one for me.
