I can't lose you.
Ok, ok. It's ok.
It's ok.
I love you.
Do you want to get married?
No.
No?
No.
Well, how come?
You don't have any prospects.
Well, you don't have any prospects either.
-Ouch. -Well, anymore.
So it's not about the money?
-That is my family's house. -Holy super cool!
I mean, maybe we could crash for a couple of nights?
Hey dad!
I'm alive, by the way,
and I'm also thinking about getting married.
-Can we crash? -Yeah.
You know, maybe search around the house
for a couple of things you might have left.
Like the gold you stole from us.
John B, we are fugitives.
Put your hands on your head. Watch him!
Get him up.
What is going on?
-Who are you? -Hey, hey. Hold right there.
I'm Val. I'm housesitting for the Camerons.
Caught this guy trying to break in.
What?
Oh, I know him.
He cleans boats for the neighbours.
What's his name?
Vlad.
Sarah, come on! Go to the car!
-You lied to me. -What are you talking about?
-We're fine. -No, we're not fine!
You lost the only money we had.
You almost got us both caught, if not shot.
How is that ok?
I am proactively admitting that I have screwed up and…
Proactively admitting doesn't do anything!
I have lost my father.
I've lost my brother.
I have lost my little sister.
I can't lose you.
Look, it won't happen again.
I am calling the shots now and, to start, I'm driving.
Ok.
I can't drive stick.
Got it.
The gold is here at my dad's house.
He's going to transport the gold
from our house to a private air fright company
located here.
We need to intercept that gold before
it ever gets on that plane.
Go! Hurry, hurry.
-Sarah? -Hey!
Stay down!
Do not talk to her!
-Stay down! -Stay down.
-No, no! -Stay right down.
Stop!
-No! -Hey!
Get out of here!
-I got his gun. -We've got to go.
Go! Hurry!
-Sarah! -You're a coward!
Sarah!
We did it. We did it. Oh my God.
I was shot.
Think. What if take the gold?
Look, screw the gold. Ok?
I'm going to take care of you.
We'll get you to the doctor, alright?
So, what have we got here?
Ah. Oh, boy.
She's going to be ok, right?
That remains to be seen.
Doc?
Hold on, I'll be right there.
Doc! Hey!
-Do you know CPR? -No.
That's the sternum.
Push on it until I tell you to stop.
Try not to break her ribs.
What's wrong? What's going on?
She's just lost too much blood, kid.
I'll leave you with her.
Come on, wake up!
Sarah, wake up!
I love you.
Doc?
Get in here.
Ok. Sarah, it's ok.
You know, I was thinking.
What's that?
Let's get married.
Don't… Don't we need, like, a…
Like a preacher or something?
And what about the rings?
What about rings?
I give you this
sweaty piece of my father's bandana
as a token of my love.
It's perfect.
Yeah.
By the power vested in me
by the sky, the stars and the sea,
I now pronounce us husband and wife.
Through sickness and health,
through rich and poor,
until death do us part.
You may kiss your bride.
You looked almost… glad.
I saw you.
Sarah, you killed my dad.
I just think too much has happened.
What does that mean?
I just thought, of all people,
you would understand
what it was like losing a dad.
And I needed you.
Just talk to me.
Please.
I'm sorry.
Please don't.
I don't want it back.
Sometimes some things just aren't meant to be.
Look, Sarah. I just have questions.
About what?
Us?
Yeah, Sarah. Come on.
You want to talk about us right now?
I'm sorry, ok?
I'm sorry.
I should have said it sooner.
I want you to have this back.
Will you take it?
Does that answer your question?
Yeah.
And, yeah. I want this back.
Ok. Be safe.
Hey.
Sarah?
Until death do us part?
Until death do us part.