Carrie and Mike arrive on the hilltop to do some star-gazing. Carrie: Look at all the lights on the strip. That's amazing.
They both look up at the stars for a moment, and Carrie looks back down at Mike. Carrie: (softly) I'm so glad you brought me up here.
Carrie nods, and they unfold a blanket on the ground. Mike: It's like the whole universe is laid out just for us in a blanket of stars.
Carrie and Mike stare at each other for a second. Mike: Let's never lose sight of that miracle, okay? Never take it for granted. Mike stares into Carrie's eyes, and they both lean forward for a kiss. ![]() Carrie and Mike settle back down on the blanket after their kiss, and look back up at the stars. Carrie: Mmmm...The stars, they make you feel so small, almost insignificant.
Carrie snickers at him. Carrie: Pretty smooth line, Dr. Horton!
Carrie sits up and looks at him. Carrie: What surprise?
Mike: So you don't want to see the astrological chart? You don't want to know what really makes us tick? Carrie: Are you kidding? I have always wanted to have my chart done. Mike: Now, I wonder what the staff would think if they knew the Chief of Staff had his horoscope done. Carrie: I think they would think it's pretty sensible. I mean, I'm sure they've all done it themselves. Mike: Yeah, they probably have. Carrie: C'mon! I can't take the suspense! Compatible or not? Mike: Well, you'll just have to wait and see. Mike pulls the papers out. Carrie: What? You haven't taken a look yet?
Carrie watches him as he opens the envelope and smiles. Carrie: So what does it say? Mike: Hey, calm down!. It says here Pisces have no patience. Okay, according to Madame Zolah....drumroll please... Carrie drums on her knees. Mike: We have a long and happy future ahead of us.
Mike hands the papers over to Carrie. Carrie: What are all these diagrams?
Carrie nods thoughtfully as a song dedication comes over the radio. D.J.: We've got another dedication for all you lovebirds tonight, or those aching to be in the arms of the one you love. This one goes out to Carrie from Mike, visiting the Las Vegas area from Salem. LeAnn Rimes, "How Do I Live?" Carrie looks at Mike, dumbfounded. Carrie: Mike, when did you do this?
Mike puts his finger to her lips to keep her from going on. He holds out his hand to her and they begin dancing. |