Sometimes I know life isn’t always awesome. What I’m trying to say is that, when things get rough I wanna face them together, the good times and the bad. I have a ring and I have the blessing of your brother, would you do me the honor becoming my wife Eleanor Faye Bartowski?
Ellie: Oh, let me help. Devon: No, babe. I got it. You don’t lift a finger. Ellie: What is all this Devon: Oh just a few sleep machines. You know, rainforest sounds, white noise, dolphin chatter, the ush. Ellie: That’s very sweet of you, honey, but you’ve already done so much. I mean, look at the apartment. You have two bassinets, we have a kitchen full of baby vegan food…sweetheart, we are not vegan. Devon: But we could be. Ellie: I just want to know what’s really going on here. Devon: We both know that you’re not good at letting people help you. I mean, you practically raised Chuck on your own since your mom… Ellie: So this is about my mom. Devon: No. What? Ellie: Devon you are the worst liar in the world. Just tell me, is this about my mom? Devon: Yes. I just don’t want you to feel like anyone or anything is missing. Ellie: Well I don’t want you to be worried about me. I don’t feel like anything is missing. I didn’t need my mom when I was a teenager, I didn’t need her in med school, and I don’t need her now. Okay? You and Chuck are the only family that I need. So let’s make a deal. I will let you help me, but you have to let me pitch in too. We’re better as a team.