"SCREW YOU!!!!"
Miranda grabs the bottle of beer from Ethan's hand and splashes it on his face. Ethan stands from the stone and grabs her hand.
"Let's talk about this in private."
"No!" Miranda cries. "You just want to fùck me and make me forget. You've done that a million times and I'm not falling for it anymore. I want you to marry me! Make me your fùcking wife!"
"I'm not ready!" Ethan snaps.
"But I am!" She screams. "I'm ready to be your fùcking wife! I've waited patiently for the last five years and I'm so fùcking tired! I don't have any patience left in me! All my friends are getting married! All your friends are fùcking married! George is married! Damien is married! Vanessa is married!"
"Liam and Lucille are not married!" He scoffs.
"Because marriage sucks." Lucille chuckles.
