Big Vicar - Do you, Michelle, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?
Michelle - I do, chicken
Big Vicar - Do you, Stuart, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?
Stuart - Um, does that mean like, getting, like, married? Could you explain the question to me?
Big Vicar - Big Vicar has made it perfectly clear Stuart. Do you take this woman to be your wife?
Stuart - Well, um, would that be like in sickness and, um, health?
Big Vicar - (sighing) Yes Stuart
Michelle - What is it chicken? Are you all right? Tell me how you're feeling?
Stuart - I'm, like, just trying to suck in the experience of it, you know. And like, my Mum's watching (points to pew), I don't want to do anything I might look back on, and like, you know, regret.
Big Vicar - But you were Tiagra!
Michelle - I still want to meet Tiagra, you know. Look Stu, I don't want to pressure you or anything chicken, but I've got your cowboy hat, and if we get married you can wear it on the honeymoon. You'd like that, wouldn't you chicken?
Stuart - What do you think! Big Vicar, I've made up my mind, and I'd like to nominate Michelle as my wife.
Big Vicar - About bloody time too. By the powers invested in me, I declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.
Michelle - Don't worry, Big Vicar, I've got him trapped against the pulpit, my chicken won't get away now.

As they begin to kiss, the dream goes into slow motion, and stays with them pressed together until morning.