3 Men and a Little Lady Page #8

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Sylvia, wait!

Please!

Let me finish.

Marry me.

Marry you?

Why, Peter?

For Mary's sake?

Is that why you want me

to marry you?

You don't have to

do that now.

I'm going to New York. You can

see Mary as much as you'd like.

It's not for Mary

I'm doing this...

I'm doing it

for me!

I love you.

No, you don't.

Yes, I do.

I love you.

I love the way you walk.

I love the way you laugh.

I love the way you get nervous

and bite your lower lip,

like you're doing now.

I love the way

you love Mary.

I even love her

liver mousse!

I love you.

If there were no Mary,

if there were nothing else,

I'd still love you.

And I'd want to make Mary

all over again with you.

Am I making a big enough

fool of myself?

Yes.

I love you, too.

Lovely performance,

Peter.

Forgive me for bringing up

a sticky point, darling,

but we are

married now.

Oh, God, he's right.

We are.

I beg to differ

with you, young man.

- Who are you?

- Never mind.

The ceremony is not

quite official yet.

Shut up, you old fool!

Did he call me

an old fool?

Oh, I can't

believe my ears!

Ooo, ooo!

Boy, that hurt!

Hold this for me,

will you?

And you said I

couldn't fool you!

Yeah, well...

Lousy actor, eh?

Constipated?

Well, in your face, pal!

Here you go.

Don't be frightened.

Here we go.

Teeth.

Thank you.

Oh...

Mom...

I've died and

gone to hell.

Vicar, will you

marry us?

Certainly.

Who are you?

By giving and receiving a ring

and by joining hands,

I pronounce that

they be man and wife.

You may now

kiss the bride...

again.

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