Carlos [Dylan Marron]: [chuckling] Well, science is
neat and I still believe that. But I know now that a lot of things are
neat. Having a quiet breakfast with another person is neat. Calling
someone over to experience a particularly noisy sunset is neat. This
town is neat. Night Vale is neat. Love is neat. Love is, is very neat
actually and um, and you are neat. [emotionally] That first night when
we sat on the trunk of my car and looked at the lights above the Arby’s?
When I got up to leave I looked at you, and I tried to think of how to
say everything I was feeling. But I’ve never really been good at
describing feelings, I’m only good at describing facts, and love, love
isn’t a fact. You know? Love, it’s it’s a hunch at first and then later
it’s a series of decisions, a lifetime of decisions. That’s love. And, I
didn’t, I didn’t know how to express that and so I just said: “I’m glad
I decided to call you.” [tearing up] And now, um, tonight, I say I’m
glad again, for this decision and, all the decisions that will come
every day after. Which is to say, scientifically speaking of course,
speaking from the point of view of mere facts and logic and you know,
what with the science and all… I just thought that it was time for us
to make a life together.
Cecil: I guess it’s my turn now.
[chuckles] It’s funny, I-I-I make my living speaking to you all and now
I’m up here and - I don’t quite know what to say! [clears throat] In the
last few years, we have experienced truly terrifying things. And
wonderful things. We have lost our town, and regained our town. We have
met new people, we have met incredible new people. I don’t have to tell
you that Carlos has perfect hair, and teeth like a military cemetery,
you have eyes, most of you. Sorry, Faceless Old Woman. I-I don’t need to
tell you that his voice is oaky, or that his enthusiasm about science
is inspiring and also [sexy voice] deeply - erotic. So instead, I will
tell you this. It hasn’t always been an easy few years. But through it
all, just- just knowing that Carlos was there. That no matter what else
happened, we would come back to each other, holding hands like two kids
flirting on a first date. That’s what kept me believing in this town. My
love for Night Vale and my love for Carlos are the same love. It is the
love of someone who has given their life completely to something beyond
themselves. I once described Night Vale as a friendly desert community,
where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful, and mysterious lights pass
overhead while we all pretend to sleep. And it still is. I know nowhere
friendlier. I know nowhere hotter. The moon is still beautiful.
Mysterious lights still pass overhead, and Carlos, [emotionally] I can’t
wait for every night I get to pretend to sleep next to you. [beat] Um,
whew, that’s it for the party. Thanks to everyone who came and all the
kind things you said.
Stay tuned next for a drunk, [triumphantly]
newly married couple, long after the well-wishers have left, piling up
bags of garbage and stacking chairs in a rented banquet hall, because
they want to get their deposit back.
