Sam: Wait a minute. What's the big deal here? I mean, you're beginning to sound like my wife or something.
Diane: Excuse me. We are getting married. Now, I may not be asking for 50 years of love, honor and obey, but it would be nice if, during the ceremony, you didn't drool.
Sam: Boy, you know, you really are demanding. You know, I don't understand why you're trying to make me so crazy.
Diane: I don't understand why you have chosen this moment to demonstrate to everyone your utter lack of class.
Sam: Hey, look, I'm the one doing you the favor.
Diane: Well, don't do me any favors.
Helen: Children, please.
Sam: Oh, just butt out, Mom. You know, I'm begging to think this is the stupidest thing I ever did.
Diane: Stupidest thing? There is no stupidest thing you ever did. Everything you do is equally stupid.
Sam: Including not throwing you out when I saw your stupid face!
Mr. Fiedler: Sam, do you have the ring?
Sam & Diane: Shut up!