The Notebook2004

Young Noah:
[Hanging from the ferris wheel] Will you go out with me?

Young Allie:
What? No.

Young Noah:
No?

Young Allie:
No.

Young Noah:
Why not?

Young Allie:
I don't know, because I don't want to.

Young Noah:
OK, then you leave me no other choice. [Let's his left hand fall to his side]

Young Allie:
[Screaming] AHHHH!

Young Noah:
I'm gonna ask you one more time. Will you or will you not go out with me? Goddammit my hand's slipping.

Young Allie:
OK, OK. Fine, I'll go out with you.

Young Noah:
No, don't do me any favors.

Young Allie:
No, no I want to.

Young Noah:
You do?

Young Allie:
Yes!

Young Noah:
Say it.

Young Allie:
I wanna go out with you!

Young Noah:
Say it again.

Young Allie:
I WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU!

Young Noah:
[Lifting his left hand from his side and grabbing onto the bar] Alright, alright, we'll go out.