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Grandma : Good luck, sweet girl.
Maggie : Oh, thank you, Grandma. I love you.
Maggie’s dad : I'm really
rooting for this
one.
Maggie : Okay, Dad.
Cory : The place is packed with the whole town of
Hale on the bride's side, and with many New Yorkers
on the groom's side.
Bob : Is this taken ?
Elaine : No. I'm Elaine from Manhattan.
Bob : I'm Bob, Maggie's fourth attempt.
Elaine : I'm sorry.
Bob : That's okay.
There's a lid for every pot. And I'm
comfortable with Ike. It's like Jack Dempsey lost
his heavyweight title
to a New Yorker.
Elaine : Right. Gene Tunney.
Peggy : Spit! Let's go.
Maggie : Uh, okay. No sauntering down the aisle. I
don't like that. Make
time. Just get there. Just go.
Peggy : Fine.
Pastor : All rise, please.
Cory : The bride is walking down the aisle. Maggie
Carpenter is walking down the aisle. Oh, she's
pausing.
Ike : Stay with me.
Bob : Keep eye contact.
Pastor : Please be seated. Thank you.
Man : I sneaked in a camera.
Pastor : We are gathered here today -- Please, no
cameras now. Could we
hold off photos until the end of the
ceremony? Thank you. We’re gathered here today…
Ike : No.
Pastor : Where's she going ?
Ike : Don't. Maggie! Block the doors! No, Maggie,
don't! Back up!
Cory : Oh, never a dull moment at a Maggie wedding.
Maggie : There's a man coming with lots of candy in
his pocket. If you tickle him, he'll give you all
his candy. Here you go, little queen. Just tickle
him.
Ike : Maggie!
Children : Give us some candy!
Ike : Whoa. No no no, not me. Get the naughty bride.
Naughty bride. No, no. It's an Armani suit.
Maggie : Wait! Wait!
Ike : Maggie!
Maggie : Go. Go. Go, go.
Ike : Maggie! Maggie! Don't do it! Don't! Maggie!
Ellie : He's running after her.
Fisher : He's
in pretty
good shape too.
Ike : Maggie! No, Maggie!
Ellie : Where do you think she's going?
Fisher : Wherever it is, she'll be there by 10:30
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