Quote from Tim in A Taylor Runs Through It
Minister: And now Lisa's cousin, Jill Taylor, has prepared a poem on the grace and sanctity of marriage. Tim: Go get 'em, honey. Jill: I'm not going up there. Tim: They're waiting for you. Come on. [lifts Jill up by her injured arm] Jill: Ow! Tim: Sorry, sorry, sorry. Jill: I don't want to do this. Tim: Go, go, go. [As Tim pushes Jill forward, she falls down. As Tim helps her up, he removes her jacket] Minister: Are you all right? Jill: I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Um... uh... To my cousin Lisa on her wedding day. "As a gentle wind kisses the morning dew..." Bonnie: A little louder! We can't hear you! Jill: [bends down to the microphone] "As a gentle wind kisses the morning dew..." Tim: Let me get... I'll take... I'll just move. Excuse me. Excuse me. [Tim raises the mic and hits Jill's nose] Jill: Ow! Brad: It's gonna be a long ride home.