The Bride: What are you doing here?
Bill: What am I doing? A moment ago, I was playin' my flute. But this moment, I'm looking at the most beautiful bride these old eyes have ever seen.
The Bride: Why are you here?
Bill: Last look.
The Bride: Are you going to be nice?
Bill: I've never been nice my whole life, but I'll do my best... to be sweet.