You know what your problem is, June Carter? You are afraid to be in love, you are afraid of losing control. And you know what, June Carter, I think you are afraid of livin' in my big fat shadow.
Oh really? Is that what my problem is?
Yes.
My problem is that it's 2 A.M. My problem in I'm asleep. I'm on a tour bus with eight stinkin' men. Rule number one: Don't propose to a girl on a bus, you got that? Rule number two: Don't tell her it's because you had a bad dream.
June?
What?
Marry me.
Well, good. I hate reruns.