Rachel: "You have his eyes. And his mouth a little bit too."
Finn: "I've always had trouble finding myself in his face. When I was a kid, I used to stare up at the wall, his picture hanging there, and I used to convince myself we were like twins."
Rachel: "Is that why you asked me to meet you here - to talk about your dad?"
Finn: "No, no, I, uh...I want to talk about you. About us. I was gonna lay out a picnic like the one you had for our first date, but I couldn't really figure out were you got those cool airplane cups."
Rachel: "And I told you you could kiss me if you wanted to. I never understood why you ran off so quickly."
Finn: "Yeah, I was just nervous."
Rachel: "Oh, I could never make you nervous."
Finn: "I'm kinda nervous right now."
Rachel: "Wait, what's going on?"
Finn: "Look, uh, I have something to talk to you about, but I want you to promise me that you won't say a word until I'm done. Okay, I know that's a little hard you, so I need you to promise me."
Rachel: "Okay, I promise."
Finn: "Phew...um, I just feel like all my life I've been, you know, wondering if I was gonna be as much of a man as my father was. Now all of a sudden I'm up at night, worried that I'm gonna BECOME the man he was. Let's face it, I've got 'high school hero, life zero' written all over me. Except for one thing. You. You're like a...a beacon of light guiding me through the darkness. You're like this- this big gold star, and for some bizarre reason, you chose to let me love you. And I feel like if I can just convince you to let me keep doing that...then I'm gonna be okay. Everything's gonna be okay. Uh...I opened up my first credit card to get this. I know it's not a swimming pool full of dancers or - or a tux, or it's not very big, but it's a promise. A promise to keep loving you for the rest of my life. All you've gotta do is say yes. Rachel Berry...will you marry me?"
