MARK: And there the perfect moment happens I ask her to marry me. With George.
SARAH: I don't like that man.
MARK: I'm sorry.
SARAH: Well, at least we have a ride. Can you sit in the middle? I just don't want that man
touching me.
MARK: I am so sorry I made you come on this trip.
SARAH: No, no it's fine.
MARK: We should have stayed on the coast.
SARAH: No it's OK.
MARK: You don't like the desert.
SARAH: No, no it was great.
MARK: And this trip. I didn't know there were tornadoes.
SARAH: It's OK. It's not your fault.
MARK: I had it all figured out. I messed it up. I thought that I just.
SARAH: I know. It's OK.
MARK: I just never found a moment to ask. I love you.
SARAH: It's OK Mark.
MARK: I love you so much.
SARAH: I love you, too.
MARK: I want you
in my life forever and this oh god, this place, this is so bad this is so bad,
I mean, we've got George on the ground! I've
tried this entire trip to ask you.
SARAH: Ask me what?