Sonja, tomorrow morning, I'm gonna fight a duel with Anton Lebedokov. He is much better than I am at it and I'll probably be killed, and I wanted to take this time, if I don't see you again, to say that I love you. I've always love you, ever since we were kids.
Why didn't you say something ?
Would it have mattered ?
Oh of course not darling.
If by some miracle I'm not killed tomorrow, would you marry me ?
What do you thinks the odds are ?
Brillamment hilarant.