(Rain gushing from the Sky, Ally gets out of the boat, Noah pulls the boat up. The Ally turns)

Ally: Why didn’t you write to me?

Noah: I wrote you 365 letters, everyday for a year. It wasn’t over for me. It still isn’t over.

(Noah goes to kiss Ally passionatly…instead strips her dress off revieling bright red can-can inspired outfit, tops off his own head with a red top hat from thin air. Queue rain stop, sun appears. Mysterious strangers join in chorus dance to Don’t Rain On My Parade)

Fade out to Ally and Noah in loving embrace.