Dick: Sally, I've been an insensitive clod.
Sally: Yeah, I'm used to that by now.
Dick: No, no. Not to you, to Dr. Albright, which is why I've decided to ask her to marry me.
Sally: Good for you.
Dick: Thank you. And as High Commander, my wedding is more important than yours. So I get to go first. [takes bridal magazine]
Sally: What?! You horrible, horrible man! Why do you wanna rain on my parade? The one chance I get to feel special, and you want to take it away from me! I want to be the bride! Me, bride! [sobs]
Dick: I-I-I- I'm sorry, forgive me. I'm being selfish. You're right. You should go first.
Sally: Yeah.
Dick: You've already ordered your cake and I haven't even popped the question yet. Now stop crying. There is my girl and what a big girl you are. And soon I'll have to give you away to another man. And what a pretty bride you'll make. [sings] Where are you going, my little one, little one? Where are you going, my baby, my own? [Tommy and Harry join in] Turn around and you're tiny Turn around and you're grown Turn around and you're a young wife With babes of your own.