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Nelson / Nelsanto
- Naomi. Marry me. Right now. I didn’t just wander in here emotionally naked for nothing. Grab that giant, back-breaking red suitcase of yours...we’re going to my villa in Spain. Car’s on the way. We leave in minutes.
Naomi
- Oh, Spain… Haven’t been there in a while…
- Wait, hey...HEY! Let go of my hand, you psycho! What the hell is wrong with you!? I’m married! To your dad! And it’s a good marriage!