"I'm engaged."
"I'm sorry Lemon?"
"I'm engaged."
"Heh. I think I'm having another heart attack."
"You're too old to be cute Jack. I'm engaged. I'm getting married. Hitched."
"To whom?"
"Wesley."
"..."
"What? He's English. He's charming. He's got that whole.. English charm thing."
"He wants a green card."
"He thinks I'm funny."
"You hate him."
"Liz Snipes would be a strangely fiiting name for me."
"I agree, it would, however, I think you marrying him is not a good idea."
"Jack, you said that women my age aren't likely to marry. Therefore when the opportunity arises I'd be stupid to overlook it."
"So. So you can see yourself having children and living day in day out with a man who you despise? A man who doesn't know you? A man who doesn't know that you put your jeans in the oven to warm up? Who doesn't know-"
"I don't understand you Jack! You tell me to get a life, so I do. And now apparently it's not good enough for you."
"It's not about what's good enough for me Lemon. It's about what's good enough for you."
"And Wesley isn't?"
"No."
"You've met him once."
"Yes, and he thought I was that guy off Law and Order. He's not right for you Liz."
"Jack. I know this is hard for you, but I need you to do something for me."
"Yes?"
"I need you to let me do this. I need you to let me settle for something you don't think is worthy of me. Because I'm not pretty Jack. I'm weird, and funny, and crazy. But I'm not pretty. And I'm 40 years old, and I want children. There's a clock and I hear it ticking. So please. Let's just.. Jack. I'm engaged."
"..."
"Please."
"..Congratulations Liz."