Meanwhile, outside, Nate has apparently just finished giving the news to David, who's saying he's sorry. They're standing in their wedding suits in what looks like a grassy park bounded by a chest-high hedge on a cliff overlooking the ocean. It's gorgeous. Nate asks David not to tell anyone: "We want to keep today kind of nice, you know?" David nods and asks if they're going to try again. "As soon as we can," Nate answers immediately. He barely even waits for David to finish the question. I'm actually surprised he's not on top of Brenda right now, he's in such a hurry. David suggests that they give themselves some time to grieve. "With all the fucked-up shit that's happened in my life, I don't want to grieve anymore. I can't," Nate says. David starts to mention Brenda, but Nate says that what Brenda needs is to get pregnant again, and soon: "It's not like she's twenty." David gently tries to say something about stress and conception, but Nate snaps David's head off about how getting pregnant is the only thing that's going to make Brenda feel better: "Why put it off? Because some bad shit happened and we need to feel really bad about it? I mean, bad shit happens every day. You of all people should know that. Move fuckin' on, you know?" Well, after that charming speech, what more is there to say? "Anyway, I've already got Maya, so it's not for me." Ah, I knew there was more. A confused David asks how that could be, and Nate says, "It's what Brenda wants more than anything in the world, and I can make that happen for her." Nate calls an overdue halt to this rather upsetting conversation by saying that the Justice of the Peace is there, and pulls his brother into a pre-wedding hug before walking off. David worriedly watches him go. David, if you want to give some brotherly advice, maybe you could see if you can get the dude to wear a tie to his own damn wedding. But for now, David just looks over to where Keith is bothering yet another toddler, and he thinks about how Nate's twisted position might come in handy in his own relationship.
Brenda and Nate exchange vows that they apparently wrote themselves, although they're not as bizarre as you might think. Neither of them has attendants, and the one apparent nod to Brenda's "unconventional" nature in this entire celebration is the extra strap thingy on one shoulder of her dress. Claire, in her role as official wedding photographer, snaps photos from the aisle. Ruth sits in her seat holding Maya, and flashes back to herself telling George, "I promise myself to you forever." It's not very sepia, though. In the present, David and Keith kiss and snuggle each other's hands, respectively. The short, old-lady J.P. and her purple hat pronounce Nate and Brenda man and wife. Everyone applauds except the following: Ruth, who's got her hands full of kid and doesn't look too happy anyway; Claire, who's busy getting the first photo of the newlyweds; and the person she turns to smile at afterward: Billy, who's sitting with downcast eyes in his chair next to Rico and looking serious and thoughtful, if not downright grief-stricken. Uh-oh. But maybe he's just thinking, "I shouldn't have worn this suit that makes me look like Bugsy Malone. And would it have killed me to shave?"