Everett: "You were right about that ring, too. Any other wedding band wouldn't do. This here was fore-ordained. Fate was a-smilin' on me. You just have to have confidence..."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "That's not my ring."
Everett: "What?"
Penny Wharvey McGill: "That's not my ring."
Everett: "Not your ring?"
Penny Wharvey McGill: "That's one of Aunt Herlene's."
Everett: "You said it was in the roll-top desk."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "I said I thought it was in the roll-top desk."
Everett: "No, you said uh..."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "Or under the matress."
Everett: "No, uh..."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "Or maybe in my chifforobe. I don't know."
Everett: "Well, I'm sorry, honey."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "Well, we need that ring."
Everett: "That ring is at the bottom of a pretty durn big lake."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "Uh-uh."
Everett: "A 9,000-hectare lake."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "I don't care if it's 90,000."
Everett: "But, honey..."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "That lake was not my doing."
Everett: "Of course not, honey..."
Penny Wharvey McGill: "I counted to three, honey."
Everett: "No, wait, honey..."