The End.

"Well, Honey, looks like we've had it.
We're lost. We've lost both paddles. A storm is coming,
and our boat is sinking...WE' RE OUT!"

"OH, DEAR! Then this is the end?"
"Afraid so, cup cake."

"Oooou-weeee. I like this."
"YOU LIKE THIS!"
"YASS indeed."

'Honey, you are the most peculiar woman I have ever seen."
"You married me."
"Yep. And I'm glad that I did...I THINK."

"Do you think we're really going to sink, Marc.?"
"Not until our boat finish cracking open...
Is there anything I can say to you before that happens?"

"You can tell me that you like Mother."
"Yours? Or mine?"
"Mine, AND, yours."
"Okay. Mine AND yours."

"Now...say you love me, Marc."
"you love me, Marc."

"You're cute...You'd better say it, Marc."
"I love you, Jan."

"Great. I love you too, Marc...Now....
The boat can sink...and we're out...we're done...dead. Who cares?"

"Well...I kind of...care...a little bit."
"How come, Marc.? I like stories that have sad endings."

"Jan."
"Yes, Marc."
"Ya wanna give me a kiss?"
"Yes."

***KISS***

"THE BEGINNING."