Jimmy:
The world is absolutely lousy with people, and I hate them all. I hate everyone but you.
Gretchen:
Yeah. I hate everyone else, too. Now, let's look for clues.
Jimmy:
You did something really horrible for us. You went to therapy, and for me you did this. And thus, you deserve as grand a gesture in return. And since I am 100% psychologically sound and do not need therapy of any kind...[kneels and pulls out a ring] Gretchen, extraordinary, confounding Gretchen, she who emits more energy than a dying galaxy, despite not washing her legs, together we transcend the mundanity down there. Separate, it shall eventually consume us and turn us as mundane as them, and to allow that to happen simply because we were scared would be a criminal act.
Gretchen:
Wait, but the murder?
Jimmy:
I made it up.
Gretchen:
The article? The Twitter account?
Jimmy:
Me.
Gretchen:
The DUI checkpoint?
Jimmy:
Oh, no. That was real. No, we were way lucky on that one.
[Gretchen kisses Jimmy]
Gretchen:
Jimmy, yeah... Wait. You haven't actually asked yet. I am not doing that again.
Jimmy:
Will you marry me?
Gretchen:
Yes! [Jimmy puts the ring on her finger] You made a murder for me! Hey, uh, you ever boned down during the Hollywood Bowl fireworks?
Jimmy:
I mean, of course.
Gretchen:
Yeah, me, too, but not as an engaged person.
Jimmy:
I'll get us a hoodie from the car to lie on.
Gretchen:
Hurry back. This fits, you know? You lost your dad, but you gained me. We're a family. [Jimmy's smile fades] That's pretty cool, right? We're no longer just whatever we were. We're no longer just us. We're a family now.
[Jimmy takes a hoodie out of the car, then gets inside and drives away]
