Peter: I can't believe you're gonna let a few little letters of the alphabet keep us apart. It is a detail! Just - look, just call me Damon, okay? It'll be like a nickname.
Peter: Realistically, like, what are the odds that he's, like, some extra super double terrific guy.
Kate Corvatch: 10 billion to one?
Peter: [after Harry Elbows him on the nose] Jesus, Harry!
Peter: The only problem is me because I'm in love with her. I love her more than she'll ever know. But... you're a lucky, lucky man. You've got the right name! Goodbye Faith. Hope you two work it out.
Peter: This guy, by the way, could be the biggest loser who ever walked the face of the earth. He could be a grump, a jerk, a pervert, a cynic, a man who's mind is infested with dark thoughts, he could be a criminal... he could be... truly sick.
Peter: You said whatever it was that you'd understand.
Faith Corvatch: That's before I knew what it was!
Faith Corvatch: He was eccentric, and not in a good way!
Kate Corvatch: You mean like in your way?
Faith Corvatch: How could you do this to me?
Peter: Because I'm in love with you!
Faith Corvatch: Ha! What kind of an excuse is that?
Faith Corvatch: I was born to kiss you.
Faith Corvatch: [Faith and Peter are kissing passionately] There's something I have to tell you.
Peter: There's nothing you could tell me that would change the way I feel about you.
Faith Corvatch: I'm engaged. We're due to be married, in 9 days.
Peter: [alarmed] Whoa, whoa! Except possibly that. Wait a second, what?
Faith Corvatch: You know him. Dwayne. When you called the other night, that was me on the phone.
Peter: [getting really worked up and freaked out] What? Dwayne?
Faith Corvatch: But I thought I'd never find you!
[kisses him again]
Peter: I understand.
[melts into her arms]