Luke: Hmm. Tonight I got into a fight at a strip club with my nephew. A fight. I haven't been in a fight since sixth grade. Vince Williams called me a doodyhead. I took it very personally. But you know what? Tonight was good. Tonight something happened to me. I achieved this great sense of calm. No more anger, no more frustration. Live and let live. You are who you are. I cannot change that, and I'm gonna stop trying. I wish I'd felt this earlier. Then I wouldn't have dragged you down here. I apologize for that. But, I mean, if you really hate your mother that much, then you shouldn't be here, you shouldn't walk her down the aisle, and you shouldn't go to her wedding.
Jess: I don't hate my mother.
Luke: You don't? Well, then, I don't get it. Why weren't you coming, because of me? You hate me that much?
Jess: I don't hate you. I came here because of you.
Luke: Stop that.
Jess: You said it was important to you. Remember?
Luke: I remember. I didn't think you were listening.
Jess: I was listening.