The Perfect Wedding

Alana:
[knocking on bedroom door] You guys decent?

Roy:
Yeah.

Paul:
Roy! You call THIS decent?

Roy:
No. No, no, no, no! Sorry! Not decent at all!

Richard:
I know you're planning this June wedding for Alana, and, uh, I just wanted to know if, um... if you... A-a-are you sure this is what Alana wants?

Meryl:
Course it is. I mean, we've been talking about this for I don't know how long.

Richard:
Is it possible you've been talking about it since I got diagnosed with early-onset?

Meryl:
I don't know. I suppose it's possible.

Richard:
And you know how Alana's always wanted a big wedding and a reception in the back yard?

Meryl:
Of course. That's exactly why we're doing this.

Richard:
I think that was when she was a teenager.

Richard:
I need you to understand something.

Meryl:
What?

Richard:
They haven't invented a disease that will make me forget you... or Paul... or Alana... or how much I love all of you. Maybe my body will stop working, maybe even my mind, but my heart - that's w... where... Alzheimer's isn't gonna touch my heart.

Richard:
Well, you know, even though I've got this disease, and even though we're both afraid, y-you know what we have right now?

Meryl:
What?

Richard:
We have right now. Not Christmas Past, not Christmas Future - Christmas Present. And right now I think Christmas Present seems pretty good.

Meryl:
Pizza and Chinese food at my daughter's wedding - it's a complete disaster.

Paul:
I'm almost afraid to ask about the rest of your hopes and dreams.

Gavin:
You know. Get married, have a family - the usual.

Paul:
Hey, me, too, although I hear adopted children can be a... a real handful.

Gavin:
Yeah, I know. I met a few and... I liked them.