John: You're gonna marry him, aren't ya?
Beth: Maybe. If he asks me, yes.
John: He won't ask ya, honey.
Beth: Why not?
John: Not because he doesn't want to but because he'll never ask me for your hand, and he'll never ask you without doin' that. He wouldn't want to put me in that position, even though he isn't puttin' me anywhere. He just won't do it, honey, so, if it's what you want, you're gonna have to do the askin' yourself.
Beth: Are you saying you'd be OK with that?
John: Are you asking me to be OK with it?
Beth: Can he have my hand, daddy?
John: Do you love 'im? Makes you happy?
Beth: Since the moment I met him.
John: Well, happy's all I ever wanted for you, sweetheart. You give him your hand if he gives you that.