Grace Paxton: I've never seen him so... out there. I mean... Grandma Annie: No, he really got down. Grace Paxton: He was wonderful. Oh, no! Andrew! Andrew, honey, is everything OK? Margaret Tate: What... What's... what's he doing? Grandma Annie: Uh... Something's up. It's best to leave him alone. Come on, honey.
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Margaret Tate: If you touch my ass one more time I will cut your balls off in your sleep, okay?
Grandma Annie: Do you prefer Margaret or "Satan's Mistress"?
Andrew Paxton: Congratulations. I'm a hundred.
Ramone: You can tell she's a good dancer by the way she drinks her soda pop.
Andrew Paxton: Margaret, will you marry me? Because I'd like to date you.
Andrew Paxton: Wow. Barely made it out with my life. I mean, did you see those teeths?
Margaret Tate: I'm sorry for feeding you to the eagle!
Grandma Annie: Don't make me call your mother!
Grandma Annie: Don't let him out. The eagles will snatch him.
Grandma Annie: You see the shoes that broad is wearing?
Margaret Tate: They're hunting for terrorists, not for book publishers.
Andrew Paxton: C'mon. Let's go. My grandma's moving faster than you.
Margaret Tate: If you ever grab my ass again. I will kill you!
Mr. Gilbertson: See, I'm like Eliot Ness. I always get my man. I'm that good.
Andrew Paxton: I have a bad feeling about this.
Margaret Tate: If you touch my ass one more time I will cut your balls off in your sleep, okay?
Grandma Annie: Do you prefer Margaret or "Satan's Mistress"?
Andrew Paxton: Congratulations. I'm a hundred.
Ramone: You can tell she's a good dancer by the way she drinks her soda pop.
Andrew Paxton: Margaret, will you marry me? Because I'd like to date you.
Andrew Paxton: Wow. Barely made it out with my life. I mean, did you see those teeths?
Margaret Tate: I'm sorry for feeding you to the eagle!
Grandma Annie: Don't make me call your mother!
Grandma Annie: Don't let him out. The eagles will snatch him.
Grandma Annie: You see the shoes that broad is wearing?
Andrew Paxton: C'mon. Let's go. My grandma's moving faster than you.
Margaret Tate: They're hunting for terrorists, not for book publishers.
Margaret Tate: If you ever grab my ass again. I will kill you!
Mr. Gilbertson: See, I'm like Eliot Ness. I always get my man. I'm that good.
Andrew Paxton: I have a bad feeling about this.
Grace Paxton: Room service. Breakfast for the happy couple!
Margaret Tate: What am I allergic to? Andrew Paxton: Pine nuts, and the full spectrum of human emotion.
Andrew Paxton: We'll tell my family about our engagement when I want and how I want. Now, ask me nicely. Margaret Tate: Ask you nicely what? Andrew Paxton: Ask me nicely to marry you... Margaret. Margaret Tate: What does that mean? Andrew Paxton: You heard me. On your knee. Margaret Tate: Fine. Does this work for you? Andrew Paxton: Oh, I like this. Yeah. Margaret Tate: Here you go. Will you marry me? Andrew Paxton: No. Say it like you mean it. Margaret Tate: Andrew. Andrew Paxton: Yes, Margaret. Margaret Tate: Sweet Andrew. Andrew Paxton: I'm listening. Margaret Tate: Would you please, with cherries on top, marry me? Andrew Paxton: Ok. I don't appreciate the sarcasm, but I'll do it. See you at the airport tomorrow.
Andrew Paxton: I'm not rich. My parents are rich. Margaret Tate: Which is the kind of thing that only a rich person would say.
Andrew Paxton: Don't take this the wrong way. Margaret Tate: OK. Andrew Paxton: You are a very, *very* beautiful woman.
Andrew Paxton: You know what? Actually, Margaret loves telling this story, so I'm just gonna let her go ahead and do that. We should just sit and rapture. Margaret Tate: Wow, okay... wow, where to begin... the story... Well, um, wow... Okay, well, um, Andrew and I... Andrew and I were about to celebrate our first anniversary together and I knew that he'd been itching to ask me to marry him and he was scared, like a little tiny bird. So, I started leaving him little hints here and there because I knew he wouldn't have the guts to ask... Andrew Paxton: That's not exactly how it happened. Margaret Tate: No? Andrew Paxton: No, no, I mean I picked up on all of her little hints... this woman is about as subtle as a gun. Yeah, no what I was worried about was that she might find this little box... Margaret Tate: Oh, the decoupage box that he made, where he'd taken the time to cut out twenty little pictures of himself, just pasted all over the box. So beautiful! I opened that beautiful little decoupage and out fluttered these tiny little hand cut heart confettis and once they cleared, I looked down and I saw the most beautiful, big... Andrew Paxton: ...fat nothing! No ring. Grandma Annie: No ring? Grace Paxton: What? Andrew Paxton: No, but inside that box, underneath all that crap, a handwritten note with the address to a hotel, date and time. Real Humphrey Bogart type stuff. Masculine. Naturally, Margaret, she thought... Margaret Tate: I thought he was seeing someone else... so it was a terrible time for me, but I went to that hotel anyway, I went there and I pounded on the door. But the door was already unlocked. As I swung open that door, there he was... Andrew Paxton: Standing. Margaret Tate: Kneeling. Andrew Paxton: Like a man. Margaret Tate: On a bed of rosebuds, in a tuxedo. Your son. Your son... and he was choking back soft, soft sobs. And when he held back the tears and finally caught his breath, he said to me... Andrew Paxton: 'Margaret, will you marry me?' and she said 'yep', the end!
Margaret Tate: Andrew! Andrew! Andrew! Margaret Tate: Your mother's at the door, get up here! Get up here! Margaret Tate: Just a second! Margaret Tate: Baby blanket, get it off, get it off... Margaret Tate: Oh my God, what is that? Andrew Paxton: I'm sorry... it's morning! Margaret Tate: What do you mean it's morning?
Medivac Pilot: Gammy,We're not authorize to take you to the airport. Grandma Annie: Larry Faris, don't make me call your mother!
Margaret Tate: Listen carefully Bob. I didn't fire you because I felt threatened. No. I fired you because you're lazy, entitled, incompetent and you spend more time cheating on your wife than you do in your office. And if you say another word Andrew here is going to have you thrown out on your ass - O.K.? Margaret Tate: Another word and you're out of here with an armed escort. Andrew will film it on his little cameraphone and put it on that Internet site. Margaret Tate: What's that? Andrew Paxton: YouTube. Margaret Tate: Exactly. Is that what you want? Margaret Tate: Didn't think so. I have work to do.
Grandma Annie: If you get chilly tonight use this. It has special powers. Margaret Tate: Oh. What kind of special powers? Grandma Annie: I call it the baby maker. Margaret Tate: Okay. Margaret Tate: Better be super careful with this.
Margaret Tate: They are going to make Bob chief. Andrew Paxton: So, naturally, I would have to marry you?
Mr. Gilbertson: Are you soul mates? Ramone: Uhm, would we kill each other? No!
Andrew Paxton: That's the hell of a first impression, Dad. Joe Paxton: What the hell, Andrew? You show up here after all this time with this woman you hated, and now she's your girlfriend? Andrew Paxton: We just got here. Can we wait two seconds before we throw the kitchen sink at each other? Joe Paxton: Just never figured you for a guy who slept his way to the middle. Andrew Paxton: Actually, I'll have you know that that woman in there is one of the most respected editors in town. Joe Paxton: She's your meal ticket, and you brought her home to meet your mother. Andrew Paxton: No, she's not my meal ticket, Dad. She's my fiancée. Joe Paxton: What'd you say? Andrew Paxton: You heard me. I'm getting married.
Andrew Paxton: You want to see me? Joe Paxton: Your mom found these eco-balls. They dissolve in water. I don't know how she comes up with this stuff. Anyway, she, uh... is a little peeved. Apparently, I wasn't the most gracious of hosts last night. It was a little bit of a shock to find out that you're getting married especially when none of us even knew you were dating. The point is... I owe you an apology. Andrew Paxton: Accepted. Joe Paxton: There's something else. I've been going over my retirement plans recently, and it got me thinking. I've done a lot of things in my life. Practically built an empire with your mother from the ground up. It doesn't mean anything unless... Andrew Paxton: Unless you have someone to leave it to. We already discussed this. Joe Paxton: I'd like to discuss it again. You have responsibilities here. I think I've been more than understanding about your goofing off in New York. I need you to quit playing around and come home. Andrew Paxton: Here we go again. When are you going to start taking what I do seriously? Joe Paxton: Well, when you start acting seriously. Andrew Paxton: I'm sorry. I feel sorry for you, Dad. I wish you had another son. I really do. One who wanted to stay here. One who wanted to take over the family business. One who wanted to marry someone that you approve of, but it's not me. Now, it must seem strange to you, my life in New York, sitting in an office, reading books. But it makes me happy. You understand? Joe Paxton: If that's what makes you happy, son, I got nothing to say. Andrew Paxton: Well, that's a first. You know what? Apology not accepted. Have fun out here.
Grandma Annie: Look at this. Is that cute or what? Grace Paxton: I know. Andrew Paxton: Morning, guys. Have you seen... daah. Grace Paxton: She's playing with Kevin. We thought she didn't like him. Grandma Annie: Will you go get her, Andy? We have a whole day planned for her, and she needs to get ready. Grace Paxton: Yeah. Tell her we have a big surprise for her.
Medivac Pilot: Gammy, we're not authorized to take you to the airport. Grandma Annie: Larry Faris, don't make me call your mother!
Grace Paxton: I've never seen him so... out there. I mean... Grandma Annie: No, he really got down. Grace Paxton: He was wonderful. Oh, no! Andrew! Andrew, honey, is everything OK? Margaret Tate: What... What's... what's he doing? Grandma Annie: Uh... Something's up. It's best to leave him alone. Come on, honey.
