2. 四個(gè)婚禮一個(gè)葬禮 Four Weddings and a Funeral

Carrie: Hello.

Charles: Hi! You're soaking. Come in.

Carrie: No, no. I'm fine. Comes a point you can't get wetter.

Charles: Okay, I'll come out.

Carrie: No, please don't. I just wanted to check you're okay. Not busy killing yourself or anything, but...But you're fine, so...I shouldn't have come to the church this morning. I'm sorry.

Charles: No! No! Wait. It was all my fault. I mean, I'm the bastard here. And it definitely sorted out one thing, which is, marriage and me...we're very clearly not meant for one another. Sorted out another big thing as well. There I was, standing there in the church...and for the first time in my whole life I realized I...totally and utterly loved one person. And it wasn't the person standing next to me in the veil, it's...the person standing opposite me now...in the rain.

Carrie: Is it still raining? I hadn't noticed.

Charles: The truth of it is...I've loved you from the first second I met you. You're not suddenly going away again, are you?

Carrie: No. I might drown, but otherwise, no.

Charles: Okay, okay. We'll go in. But first, let me ask you one thing. Do you think...after we've dried off...after we've spent lots more time together...you might agree...not to marry me? And do you think...not being married to me might be something you could consider...doing for the rest of your life? Do you?

Carrie: I do.