[Lucas is dialing a number from his phone ... Peyton, Brooke and Lindsey all pick up theirs]
Peyton: Hello?
Brooke: Hello?
Lindsey: Hello?
Lucas: Hey, it's me. Look, I'm at the airport. I've got two tickets to Las Vegas. Do you wanna get married tonight?


Lucas: I don't hate you. I remember the first time I ever saw you, all skinny arms and enrolados mess of hair. It was hard letting you go Peyton. You know? It was hard losing you and it was hard seeing you again and it's still really hard.
Peyton: I know. While I'm asleep, I have this dream where we're back in that hotel room in L.A. and you proposed...