Philip: May I continue? We are gathered together to join this man and this woman in matrimony. If there's anyone who knows why they should not be together let them speak now, or forever hold their peace.
Jewel: [clears her throat while looking at Will] Some friend you are. I'm sorry, Jazzy, we can't get married.
Jazz: Munchkin.
Will: Jazz.
Prison Matron: Freeze!