Johnny: Well, there's one problem solved. So let's leave the rest to me, okay? We have money now and the last thing I want is to leave town with some cheap-ass, soggy wedding.
David: Okay. What if the sun comes out and everything's fine. [thunder booms and rolls] Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Alexis: Yep. Mm-hmm.
David: Where are you going?!
Moira: Somewhere safe.