So, these guys think I chickened out. What do you think?
I can't believe you're still not wearing a suit.
She didn't even give me the signal.
What, is she gonna bat her eyes at you in Morse code? 'Ted, 'kiss me.' No, you just kiss her.
Not if you don't get the signal.
Did Marshall give me the signal? No!
I didn't, I swear.
But, see, at least tonight, I get to sleep knowing Marshall and me, never gonna happen. You should've kissed her.
I should've kissed her. Well, maybe in a week when she gets back from Orlando.
A week? That's like a year in hot-girl time. She'll forget all about you. Mark my words, you will never see that one again.
There she is.
She's cute. Hey, Carl, turn it up.
...persuaded him to reconsider. At which point the man came down off the ledge, giving this bizarre story a happy ending.
Reporting from Metro 1 News, - back to you, Bill.
The guy didn't jump.
I'm gonna go kiss her. Right now.
Look, dude, it's midnight. As your future lawyer, I'm gonna advise you that's freaking crazy.
I never do anything crazy. I'm always waiting for the moment, planning the moment. Well, she's leaving tomorrow and this may
be the only moment I'm gonna get. I gotta do what that guy couldn't. I gotta take the leap. Okay, not a perfect metaphor
'cause for me it's fall in love and get married and for him it's death.
Actually, that is a perfect metaphor. By the way, did I congratulate you two?
I'm doing this.
We're coming with you.
All right, but under one condition.
Look at you, you beautiful bastard, you suited up. This is totally going in my blog.
Stop the car. Pull over right here. I gotta do something.
Excuse me. Pardon me, just a sec. Enjoy your coffee.
Go, go, go!
Everybody brings flowers.