Matt: Michael, I am more than aware about the noose that Sydney has around both of our necks.
Michael: So what do you suggest I do about this?
Matt: I've given it some thought. As I see it we don't have much a choice. You're gonna to have to marry her Michael.
Michael: Oh, right, that's easy for you to say you don't have to give up your life to that nutcase.
Matt: You know, I risked my ass for you Michael. So if you have to go marry Sydney just to keep her mouth shut then you damn well better do it. Unless you can come up with a better solution.
Michael: (sarcastically) Thanks for the advice, buddy.