Rebecca: Come on, Carla. As soon as we're finished setting up, we can enjoy the wedding.
Carla: I'm telling you, Rebecca, nobody's gonna enjoy this wedding. The stars don't lie. The day is gonna be a disaster. There's gonna be carnage, bloodshed, destruction. People will be fighting each other to get on stretchers and begging to be put out of their misery.
Rebecca: Carla, if you feel that way, why didn't you just stay home?
Carla: What? And spend the night with my kids?