Valerie: Could I tell you something? I think my flat tire was no accident.
Georgie: What are you saying? You put a nail in your own tire?
Valerie: I think God did it, to bring you here.
Georgie: Well, if that's true, I'm glad he did.
Valerie: Me, too. [kisses Georgie]
Georgie: Whoa, I'm a married man.
Mandy: You sure are! Move. [slaps Valerie] Let's go, married man.
Georgie: You saw me pull away, right?
Mandy: It's the only reason you're still standing.