Dumb and dumber.

For my clearly not-too-highbrow family, it’s a classic. (Well, not for my Scandinavian stepmother, who hasn’t managed yet to stay awake through the entirety of a showing.)

There’s a scene towards the end where Dumb (or perhaps he's Dumber) asks the hot girl he's in love with what the odds are of them ending up together. Hesitatingly, she says that they're not good, but when pressed, estimates that they’re about one in a million. After a moment of stunned silence, he breaks into a huge smile and says, "So you're telling me there's a CHANCE!"

Yeah, well, that was us.