April
Oooh? What are you gonna say?
Will Hayes
I'm still working on it I don't know
April
OH! You should work it on with me you should practice with me; I'm really good at that.
[Walks over to the railing]
April
I'll be Emily.
April
I'm Emily your college sweetheart is there something you wanted to ask me?
Will Hayes
Emily...
April
Wait! You gotta get down on your knee
Will Hayes
No I'm not getting down on my knee
April
[Walks towards Will]
She'll like it; she'll like seeing you down on your knee...
Will Hayes
I'm not getting down on my knee
April
[Rolls her eyes and walks back to the railing and turns around]
Such a mistake! Okay
Will Hayes
Emily...
April
Yes William?
Will Hayes
Don't make me laugh! Emily will you... um... marry me?
April
No
Will Hayes
Oh my god...
April
What do you mean, 'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfil an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?
Will Hayes
Oh! Oh, my God.
April
You should've got on your knee.
Will Hayes
Just shut up! Here... I wanna marry you because you're the first person I wanna look at when I wake up in the morning, and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight. Because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn't imagine not being able to hold them. But mainly, when you love someone as much as I love you, getting married is the only thing left to do. So, will you, um, marry me?
April
Definitely. Maybe.