Jay: Everybody back off. I don't think I'm out of line suggesting my friends don't want to see a father-son dance at a big gay wedding.
Mitchell: There is no father-son dance, dad.
Jay: I don't know what things go on there. Do I walk you down the aisle? Does someone throw a bouquet? I mean, I'm just saying, I don't know how this stuff plays out with my guys from the club.
Mitchell: Oh, you mean the guys who sit around the locker room watching football naked? No! No! See, this- This isn't about them. This is about you. You are the one that's uncomfortable here.
Jay: Fine. I admit it. This whole wedding thing is weird to me.
Mitchell: Wow.
Jay: Now, see, why do you get to be you, but I don't get to be me? See, I didn't choose to be uncomfortable. I was born this way.
Mitchell: Are you really throwing a gay anthem in our face right now?
Jay: Oh, damn it. Give me some credit. You know how far I've come. I mean, what more do you want from me? You know what, dad?
Mitchell: Y-you do. You do get to be you. If- If it really makes you that uncomfortable, then don't come to the wedding.