Rose: Well, okay. Let's do it. Let's get married.
Miles: No, no. Well--Well, wait a minute, wait a minute. Call me old-fashioned, but we got a proposal here, let's do it right.
Rose: Oh. Of course. [down on one knee] Miles, if you'd marry me, you'd make me the happiest woman in the world.
Miles: I think I'm going to cry.