Pepper Dennis

Chick: Stop. You know what's bizarre? For someone who's job requires a keen eye for detail you sure have a tendency to overlook the obvious. Pepper: No I don't. Chick: Oh really? I was in love with you for five years. Pepper: You were what? Chick: This isn't about me. Besides, I've moved on. This is about what's right under your nose. Charlie is here because he wants to marry you. Doesn't that mean something? Pepper: He hurt me. Chick: Well, that's what happens when you care about someone. You get hurt. Look, if I didn't think he was worth it, I'd let you walk away. But I think you should hear this guy out.

Pepper: Well Babcock? The people I care about obviously see something in you because they're here, in this dingy office, under this horrible lighting, hoping I'll give you your day in court. Me, I'm not convinced. I'm still pretty torn up about our last go-around. But I trust their judgment, probably more than I trust my own. So here's your chance, your one chance. What are you gonna say to me that's gonna make all the heartache I went through go away? Charlie: I love you.

Pepper: Sitting behind the anchor desk for the first time should be the most satisfying moment of my life but you ruined that too. Charlie: Dennis... Pepper: Don't say you're sorry. It's a waste of breath. Diamond in the rough my ass. You lied to me Babcock. You promised me it could be fake and then you let it be real. And when you let it be real you couldn't handle it could you? Because you're terrified of anything real, of anything that might get in the way of that phony million-dollar smile or that little boy charm or your juggernaut career. I know how I appear to people, tough, strong. But what you did to me you just don't do to a girl. One thing's settled; everyone finally knows the truth about Charlie Babcock. And that makes it a whole lot easier to watch you go. What's wrong Babcock? No one feeding you a line?

(Charlie pulls out a ring box, inside is a rock) Pepper: A rock? Charlie: It's a diamond in the rough. I brought it back from assignment in Botswana. Kinda reminds me of you and me. (gets down on one knee) Dennis, will you do me the honor of being my green card wife? Pepper: Sure. And I appreciate the effort to do it correctly.

Charlie: So you're saying yes? Pepper: Yes. Charlie: I really appreciate this Dennis. Pepper: Screw you Babcock.

Pepper: This is fast Babcock. Lightning fast. Charlie: I'm being deported. Pepper: Excuse me? Charlie: There was a screw up with my immigration papers, the Department of Homeland Securities been contacted, if I don't find a way to get my green card in the next three days I'll have to leave the country. Pepper: So you don't actually want to marry me then. Charlie: Well... Pepper: You want a fake marriage. Charlie: I wouldn't put it like that. Pepper: You jerk.