Ron Swanson: [aside to camera] It's not rocket science. I removed the sconce... Fired up my grandfather's torch, heated up the pieces in a cast-iron bucket. Liquefied the metal. Pour it into a mold. Obviously keep it over a low flame to achieve a nice temper. Cooled it in antifreeze. And just forged and shaped the rings. Any moron with a crucible, an acetylene torch, and a cast-iron waffle maker could have done the same. Whole thing only took me about 20 minutes. People who buy things are suckers.

Tom: We are gathered here tonight to join Leslie Knope and Benjamin Wyatt in marriage. It's been a long and winding road for these two lovebirds. And they're so impatient to begin their lives together they've moved their wedding date up three months. So I say, let's keep it short and sweet.
April: Yes, just do it already.
Tom: I assume, and hope, you prepared your own vows? Ben, you want to say some stuff about Leslie?
Ben: In my time working for the state government, my job sent me to 46 cities in 11 years. I lived in villages with eight people, rural farming communities, college towns. I was sent to every corner of Indiana. And then I came here. And I realized that, this whole time, I was just wandering around, everywhere, just looking for you.

Leslie Knope: [sighing] I love the first floor of City Hall at night. When all the fluorescents are half-off. Just makes the informational fliers look so beautiful.
Ron Swanson: I've never willingly been here later than 5:04 p.m. Before we go inside, I'd like to say something. You are a wonderful person. [voice breaks] Your friendship means a lot to me. And you look very beautiful.
Leslie Knope: Okay, weirdo. Let's go.
[Ron holds out his arm for Leslie to take]
Leslie Knope: Hoo, boy.