— Hey, Seth.
— I'm really sorry about last night.
— Definitely won't be in my list 'top ten favorite evenings'.
— You have a list.
— All ten I spent with you. Number one is when you said you're marrying me. Ms. Cullen.
— You're marrying him?!
— Jake… You knew he was listening!
— He deserves to know..
— Jake, stop!
— Bella, let him..
— Don't!
— Jake, stop!
— Jake, please!
— I'm done, I'm so done!
— What can I do?
— You can't do anything… I can. By going out there and killing something!
— No! You're not thinking clearly, don't do that!
— And maybe I'll get myself killed, and make it simple for you.
— No! Just.. Jake.. stay.
— Why? Give me one good reason.
— Because I don't wanna lose you!
— That's not good enough…
— `Cause you're too important.
— Still not good enough…
— Jacob! Kiss me… I'm asking you.. to kiss me.
— That should've been our first kiss … I gotta go, I'll be back.
— You saw?
— No, Jacob`s thoughts are pretty loud.
— I don't know what happened…
— You love him.
— I love you more.
— I know.
— It's started.