Al: I'm overwhelmed. I'm standing here surrounded by all the people that mean so much to me. Especially you, Ilene.
Ilene: Oh, Al.
Al: No, no. I ran away up to my cabin and I realized I was running away from you. And I don't need to make a lot of money for you to love me. You've always loved me for who I am.
Ilene: And I always will.

Al: Yes. I feel like my heart is about to leap out of my chest. And I want everybody to hear this. Ilene, I've known you were the one for me ever since we teed off on the moderate-to-difficult course at the "Putt-Putt Panorama." Ilene Markham, will you marry me?
Jill: Yes, she will!
Ilene: What she said! Of course I will, Al. Oh!
Al: I... I'm sorry. I don't even have a ring for you.
Ilene: It's OK.
Tim: Um, wait a minute! You can get the belt off the little Al figurine.
Ilene: It fits! I love you, Al.
Al: I love you, Ilene.

Tim: Well, yesterday was Al's day. Today, it's my day.
Jill: You getting married again?
Tim: No, but I have a new love. I want to introduce you to my completed chassis. And her heart is a 250-horsepower, ported and polished flathead.
Jill: Wow! I still remember when you started up the last one.
Tim: You were there?
Jill: Yes! I was standing right next to the engine.
Tim: I remember the engine, but you're a total blank.
Jill: In that case, I'll leave the two of you alone.
Tim: No, it's important to me that you're here when I start it.
Jill: Really?
Tim: Yeah. I need somebody to take a picture of me.
Jill: I recognize the camera, but you're a total blank.

[Ilene giggles as she runs out of the house]
Tim: Talk about a mood swing.
Jill: Yes. Huge mood swinger...
Tim: You told her, didn't you?
Jill: I didn't say a word.
Tim: You did that head-nodding thing, didn't you? [Jill shakes her head] You are so childish.