Original subtitles

- HONEY, YOU COULD ALWAYS WAIT

AND COME INTO THE CLINIC TOMORROW.

- DADDY, YOU KNOW I CAN'T WAIT THAT LONG.

ALL RIGHT, IF IT TURNS GREEN, I'M PREGNANT.

I HOPE WE GET AN ACCURATE READING.

IT SAYS HERE FIRST MORNING URINE'S BEST.

- CAROL, DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS ON THE KITCHEN TABLE?

- WHY NOT? THAT'S WHERE IT ALL STARTED.

- IS IT SOUP YET?

- AAH!

WHO LET YOU IN? PLEASE, COULD WE HAVE SOME PRIVACY?

- ALL RIGHT.

[phone ringing]

I'LL GET IT!

- NOTHING'S HAPPENING.

WAIT. NOW IT'S BLUE.

IT'S BLUE.

IT'S BLUE. HERE COMES BLUISH GREEN,

BLUISH GREEN, BLUISH GREEN, BLUISH GREEN.

IT'S GREEN. IT'S GREEN, GREEN, GREEN!

I'M PREGNANT!

I'M PREGNANT.

- IT'S PATRICK ON THE PHONE. SHOULD I TELL HIM TO GET LOST?

- ASK HIM IF HE CAN HOLD.

- LIFE GOES ON

AND SO DO WE

JUST HOW WE DO IT IS NO MYSTERY

ONE BY ONE, WE FILL THE DAYS

WE FIND A THOUSAND DIFFERENT WAYS

SOMETIMES THE ANSWER CAN BE HARD TO FIND

THAT'S SOMETHING I WILL NEVER BE

I'M ALWAYS HERE

FOR ANYTHING YOU NEED

RAIN OR SHINE, I'LL BE THE ONE

TO SHARE IT ALL AS LIFE GOES ON

WE SHARE IT ALL

AS LIFE GOES ON

- FASCINATING.

DADDY, IT SAYS HERE

THAT GAINING TOO MUCH WEIGHT WHEN YOU'RE PREGNANT

CAN CAUSE VARICOSE VEINS

AND MAY NECESSITATE A C-SECTION.

- I KNOW THAT, DEAR. I AM--I'M A DOCTOR.

- WELL, YES, BUT IT'S BEEN A FEW YEARS

SINCE YOU WERE IN MEDICAL SCHOOL.

I MEAN, I WAS AN ENGLISH MAJOR, BUT I DON'T GO AROUND

CLAIMING TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT CHAUCER.

- YES, YOU DO, DEAR.

- DADDY...

I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD HAVE THIS BABY.

- WELL, IT'S--IT'S YOUR DECISION, DEAR.

- WELL, I MEAN, I COULD ALWAYS HAVE THE BABY

AND THEN PUT IT UP FOR ADOPTION.

- IT'S YOUR DECISION.

- BUT I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED CHILDREN,

AND I'M NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER.

- IT'S YOUR DECISION.

- I WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST WOMAN

TO RAISE A CHILD WITHOUT A FATHER.

- IT'S--IT'S YOUR DECISION. - DAMN IT, DADDY!

DON'T YOU HAVE AN OPINION? - YES! YES!

LOOK, I KNOW YOU TWO ARE BROKEN UP,

BUT THIS DECISION IS UP TO YOU AND PATRICK.

BY THE WAY, HOW IS HE DOING WITH THIS?

- GREAT SO FAR.

COURSE, THAT COULD CHANGE ONCE I TELL HIM.

- YOU HAVEN'T TOLD HIM?

- NO! I WANTED TO TALK TO YOU FIRST.

BESIDES, PATRICK'S BUSY

GETTING READY FOR HIS MOVE TO PARIS.

OH, DADDY, PLEASE! WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT THE BABY?

- CAROL, BRINGING A CHILD INTO THE WORLD

IS SOMETHING YOU HAVE TO DECIDE FOR YOURSELF.

YOU'RE AN ADULT.

ADULTS DO NOT MAKE DECISIONS BY RUNNING TO DADDY.

- YOU SAYING THESE LAST 14 YEARS

HAVEN'T BEEN GOOD FOR YOU?

- HOW'S IT GOIN', HARRY?

HARRY?

OLD TIMER.

WHITEY.

- OH, I'M SORRY, MAXINE. IT'S, UH, 12:45.

- EXCUSE ME, DR. DOUGLAS, YOUR MAMA'S ON LINE ONE.

- OH, GREAT. ANOTHER PERSON WHO DOESN'T LISTEN TO ME.

SOMETHING'S GOIN' ON WITH HIM TODAY.

- I KNOW.

DOCTOR...

YOUR MIND'S BEEN IN THE BACK FORTY ALL DAY.

I DO NOT INTEND TO BUDGE FROM THIS SPOT UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHY.

- LAVERNE, I'M FINE.

- THEN WHY ARE YOU DUMPIN' YOUR TEA BAG IN YOUR COFFEE?

- OKAY, ALL RIGHT, MAYBE I DO HAVE SOMETHING ON MY MIND,

BUT I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.

- I'LL BE THE JUDGE OF THAT.

- LAVERNE...

OKAY, BUT YOU CAN'T SAY A WORD.

NOW, YOU PROMISE?

REMEMBER PATRICK?

CAROL IS PREGNANT.

- AH!

AH!

- THAT'S UH, HER FEELINGS EXACTLY.

- I'M SPEECHLESS.

- AT LAST, AN UPSIDE TO THIS.

- I THOUGHT SHE AND PATRICK SEPARATED.

- OBVIOUSLY NOT SOON ENOUGH.

- DOCTOR... DON'T YOU WORRY.

CAROL'S GOT A GOOD HEAD ON HER SH--

WHAT I MEAN IS CAROL'S GOT BOTH FEET ON THE GR--

WHAT I'M SAYIN' IS THANK GOD SHE'S GOT YOU.

THEY LAW, HAVE MERCY, ON THIS ONE.

THAT WOMAN'S GONNA BE THE DEATH OF HIM.

- WOMAN? WHAT WOMAN?

WHAT'S GOIN' ON WITH HARRY? - PLENTY.

BUT I CANNOT SAY. THE DOCTOR SWORE ME TO SECRECY.

- NO PROBLEM. I'LL JUST CLOSE THIS DOOR.

NOW, WHAT'S UP?

- I AM NOT AT LIBERTY TO SAY.

- OH, COME ON, LAVERNE, YOU CAN TELL ME.

- NO, SORRY, DOCTOR. I CAN'T.

- LAVERNE! - DOCTOR, PLEASE.

I HAVE MY INTEGRITY.

- AND I HAVE YOUR PAYCHECK.

- THAT PAYCHECK AIN'T BIG ENOUGH TO COVER THIS SECRET.

- LAVERNE, YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT A RAISE?

- OKAY, ROMANTIC MOOD...

SIT HIM DOWN, EASE HIM INTO IT.

ROMANTIC MOOD, SIT HIM DOWN,

EASE HIM INTO IT.

MOOD, SIT, EASE.

MOOD, SIT, EASE.

[whispering]

- IF I'D KNOWN IT WAS A LUAU, I WOULD'VE BROUGHT MY UKULELE.

- WHAT? OH, I WAS JUST GOING OVER MY PLAN

FOR TELLING PATRICK I'M PREGNANT.

HOW DO I LOOK?

- LIKE A HOOKER.

- SOPHIA, PLEASE, THIS IS A VERY DIFFICULT SITUATION.

- NOT IN SICILY.

FIRST YOU ARRANGE A FAST WEDDING.

A MONTH LATER, YOU GIVE BIRTH TO A TEN-POUND PREEMIE.

- SOPHIA, WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU WERE ME?

- MOISTURIZE, MOISTURIZE, MOISTURIZE.

- NO, I MEANT WHAT WOULD YOU DO

IF YOUR DAUGHTER WERE PREGNANT?

- SHE'S 60 YEARS OLD.

I'D CALL THE POPE AND ERECT A GROTTO.

WHAT THE HELL DID I COME IN HERE FOR?

[doorbell rings]

- OH, MY GOD, THAT'S HIM! WHAT DO I DO?

[stammering] ROMANTIC MOOD, SIT HIM DOWN,

EASE HIM INTO IT.

YOU?

- HOPE I'M NOT CATCHING YOU AT A BAD TIME.

- THE WORST. GO AWAY. GET OUT OF HERE.

- OKAY, I'LL KEEP IT BRIEF.

MARRY ME, CAROL.

- ARE YOU CRAZY?

- OBVIOUSLY.

HEY, CALL ME OLD-FASHIONED,

BUT IT JUST SEEMS LIKE THE RIGHT THING TO DO.

YOU NEED SOMEONE TO LOOK OUT AFTER YOU.

SURE, WE HATE EACH OTHER, BUT...

ISN'T THAT WHAT MARRIAGE IS ALL ABOUT?

- CHARLEY, I APPRECIATE YOUR GENEROSITY,

BUT I WOULD NEVER MARRY YOU, NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.

I WOULD NEVER BE YOUR WIFE,

I WOULD NOT MARRY YOU IN THIS LIFE.

- WOULD YOU MARRY ME ON A BOAT?

WOULD YOU MARRY ME WITH A GOAT?

- CHARLEY, GET UP.

TURN AROUND.

GO HOME!

- JUST THINK, IF WE WERE MARRIED, I'D BE HOME.

- LAVERNE, I BROUGHT YOU YOUR FAVORITE

A DOUBLE CAPPUCCINO AND A BIG OL' MOON PIE.

- AIN'T THAT NICE?

- JUST A LITTLE SOMETHIN' TO LET YOU KNOW

HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE ALL YOUR HARD WORK AROUND HERE.

- WELL, THANK YOU, DOCTOR. THAT'S MIGHTY THOUGHTFUL OF YA.

AND I STILL AIN'T A-TELLIN' YA DR. WESTON'S SECRET.

- WHAT? OH, HARRY'S WOMAN THING?

[scoffs] I HAD FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT THAT.

- GOOD. - I MEAN, WHAT'S IT TO ME

IF THE DOCTOR HAS A... NEW GIRLFRIEND?

- IF TOMMY LEE JONES WALKED IN HERE BUTT NAKED

AND SAID I COULD HAVE MY WAY WITH HIM...

I MIGHT TELL HIM.

BUT YOU AIN'T GOT A CHANCE IN HELL.

- I GOT IT. IT'S THAT NEW BLOND ADMINISTRATOR

OVER AT THE HOSPITAL, CASEY MACAFEE.

- AIN'T SAYIN' IT IS.

AIN'T SAYIN' IT AIN'T.

BUT I WILL SAY THIS...

IT AIN'T.

- OH, COME ON, LAVERNE! JUST A LITTLE BIT OF A HINT.

IS IT SOMEBODY WE BOTH KNOW?

- SORRY, DOCTOR, I HAVE SPOKE MY LAST ON THIS.

- OH, GIVE ME THAT!

- UH, HELLO, I'M CALLING ABOUT THE, UH, LAMAZE CLASSES.

I SEE. WELL, COULD YOU SEND ME A CLASS SCHEDULE?

NO, NO, NO, NO, NOT TO MY OFFICE.

SEND IT TO MY HOME ADDRESS, PLEASE.

- I'LL BE DAMNED.

[laughing mockingly]

- 9:30.

OH, DREYFUSS, DO YOU THINK PATRICK WILL EVER COME?

WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

YOU STILL THINK THE BACK DOOR OPENS

IF YOU STARE AT IT LONG ENOUGH.

- CAROL! [breathing heavily]

DON'T BE MAD.

- YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE TWO HOURS AGO!

- I RAN OUT OF GAS. I DIDN'T WANT TO CALL,

'CAUSE I WAS AFRAID YOU'D TELL ME NOT TO COME AT ALL.

- THAT IS SO TYPICAL! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I...

ALL YOU EVER THINK ABOUT...

HERE I AM, INCONSIDERATE,

AND YOU ARE BEING TOTALLY PREGNANT!

- WHAT?

WAIT A MINUTE. YOU MEAN--YOU--

OH, MY GOD.

HOW INCONSIDERATE ARE YOU?

- TWO MONTHS.

- THA--THAT'S PRETTY INCONSIDERATE.

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.

[sighs] WE'RE GONNA BE PARENTS.

[sighs] WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER?

- WELL, I DIDN'T KNOW HOW YOU'D TAKE IT.

HOW ARE YOU TAKING IT? - FINE!

I'M FINE.

AND, CAROL, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I'M GONNA DO

THE RIGHT THING, WHATEVER IT TAKES.

- OH, PATRICK, THAT'S WONDERFUL!

MAYBE YOU CAN SEE IF THAT JOB

AT THE MUSEUM GIFT SHOP IS STILL OPEN.

- OH, YEAH, RIGHT. I'M--I'M GONNA NEED A JOB.

RAISING A KID MUST BE REALLY EXPENSIVE, HUH?

- OH, WELL, YOU DON'T KNOW THE HALF OF IT.

I MEAN, THERE'S CRIBS, CAR SEATS, DOCTOR'S BILLS,

BRACES, COLLEGE. - JEEZ, A KID.

[sighs]

AT WHAT AGE DO THEY START EATING?

- PATRICK, ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?

- YEAH. YEAH, I'M SURE.

WE'RE GONNA HAVE A KID. WE'RE GONNA RAISE A FAMILY.

WE'LL GET OUR OWN PLACE AND--AND GROW OLD TOGETHER.

HELL, MAYBE WE'LL EVEN GET MARRIED.

- OH, PATRICK!

- WOW.

A KID.

WHOO!

- I JUST DON'T KNOW

WHETHER I SHOULD MOVE TO MY SISTER'S IN ATLANTA OR...

STAY HERE AND FORCE THAT CHEATING, LOW-LIFE WEASEL

TO BE A PART OF THIS PREGNANCY.

- WELL, DEAR, IF THAT'S THE WAY YOU FEEL ABOUT YOUR EX,

I THINK YOU SHOULD GO TO YOUR SISTER'S.

- I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

AND IT MAKES SENSE.

[crying] IT'S JUST THAT I WISH OUR CHILD

COULD HAVE A FATHER.

- OH, DEAR. OH, LISTEN, MAYBE SOMEDAY,

BUT FOR NOW, WE BOTH KNOW YOU'RE BETTER OFF LEAVING TOWN.

- I SUPPOSE. DO YOU MIND IF I CALL YOU?

- IF YOU WANT TO.

HERE'S MY ANSWERING SERVICE. - THANKS.

I'LL TRY NOT TO BOTHER YOU TOO MUCH.

- OH...

YOU FORGOT THOSE VITAMINS. - OH.

- I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

- HI.

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU AROUND HERE BEFORE.

ARE YOU DR. WESTON'S PATIENT?

- I USED TO BE.

BUT HE'S MUCH MORE THAN A DOCTOR TO ME NOW.

- I CAN SEE THAT.

- HERE YOU GO, DEAR.

- WELL, I GUESS THIS IS GOOD-BYE.

- [groaning] - I'M GONNA MISS YOU SO MUCH.

- NOW, YOU REMEMBER, DEAR, YOU GOTTA BE STRONG.

YOU'RE BETTER OFF BEING ALONE

THAN BEING WITH SOMEONE WHO REALLY DOESN'T LOVE YOU.

- YOU'RE RIGHT.

YOU'RE RIGHT.

- OH, AND DON'T FORGET TO SEND ME A PICTURE OF THE BABY.

- GET IN THERE! - WHAT? WHAT?

MAXINE, WHAT'S-- WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?

- FIRST OF ALL, DO NOT BE MAD AT LAVERNE.

SHE DIDN'T TELL ME A THING ABOUT YOUR DEEP, DARK SECRET.

- OH, MY--MY SECRET.

- OH, DON'T BE CUTE WITH ME, HARRY WESTON.

I KNOW ALL ABOUT YOUR PREGNANCY PROBLEM.

- OH, LISTEN, DO ME A FAVOR.

DON'T SAY ANYTHING TO ANYBODY.

- WELL, IT'S NOT MY PLACE TO SPREAD IT AROUND,

BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR ATTITUDE.

- WELL, I'M NOT QUITE SURE WHAT MY ATTITUDE SHOULD BE.

I MEAN, ON ONE HAND, I WANT TO STAY OUT OF IT,

AND ON THE OTHER HAND...

I-I FEEL KIND OF PROUD.

- YOU'RE DISGUSTING.

- WHY? I'M JUST TRYING TO BE THE BEST FATHER I CAN.

- HOW--BY GETTIN' A GIRL PREGNANT

AND THEN SENDIN' HER AWAY?

- DIANE AND ME? [chuckles]

I'VE KNOWN HER SINCE SHE WAS THREE.

- I OUGHT TO SMACK YOU.

- LAVERNE, LAVERNE, LAVERNE, COME HERE.

TELL MAXINE MY SECRET.

- YOU TESTIN' ME, AIN'T YOU?

I AIN'T A-FALLIN' FOR IT.

- LAVERNE, I RELEASE YOU FROM YOUR PROMISE.

- ALL RIGHT.

HANG ON TO YOUR BRITCHES.

CAROL IS PREGNANT WITH PATRICK'S BABY.

- OH, MY GOD.

YOU'RE KIDDING.

HARRY, I'M SORRY.

WHO'S CAROL?

- AND ONE LAST THING, DIARY, DEAR...

I REALLY FEEL PATRICK IS GOING TO BE A BIG SUCCESS.

HE'S GONNA BE THE BEST GIFT-SHOP MANAGER

THE MUSEUM HAS EVER KNOWN.

WE'RE ON THE VERGE...

[pen scratching]

NAY, THE BRINK...

[pen scratching]

NAY, THE THRESHOLD...

OF A WONDERFUL...

NEW LIFE.

[dreamy music]

[humming]

OH, HOW NICE!

PATRICK'S GIFT SHOP MADE THE FORTUNE 500 AGAIN.

THAT'S TEN YEARS IN A ROW.

- [humming]

- GOOD MORNING, DADDY!

LOVELY DAY, ISN'T IT?

- IT'S YOUR DECISION.

- WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO OUT AND SIT IN THE SUN?

- YOUR DECISION.

- I'LL SEND DREYFUSS OUT TO SIT WITH YOU!

- YOUR DECISION!

- THERE YOU GO, DADDY!

[crash]

[chuckles]

OKAY, DREYFIE!

TIME TO GO OUT AND SIT WITH DADDY!

HERE'S DREYFUSS, DADDY!

[phone ringing]

OH.

HELLO?

OH, PATRICK, DARLING, WHEN ARE YOU COMING HOME?

YOU'RE LEAVING NEW YORK RIGHT NOW?

I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU.

- I'M HOME.

- YOU MADE GOOD TIME.

- WELL, THE LIGHTS WERE WITH ME.

- OH, DARLING. - ANY MAIL?

- PATRICK, DARLING, NO KISS?

- HAVEN'T GOT THE TIME.

JUST CAME HOME TO GO THROUGH THE MAIL,

CHANGE MY UNDERWEAR, THEN I'M OFF TO PARIS.

- PARIS? - YES!

I'VE BEEN HIRED BY THE LOUVRE.

WE'RE DEMOLISHING THAT LOSER IMPRESSIONIST WING

AND EXPANDING THE GIFT SHOP.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS IDEA-- A MONA LISA HOLOGRAM?

SHE SMILES, SHE FROWNS. SHE SMILES, SHE FROWNS. HA HA!

- PATRICK, DARLING, WE HARDLY EVER SEE EACH OTHER.

CAN'T YOU SPARE JUST A FEW MINUTES?

- [sighs] I KNEW THIS WAS COMING.

WHEN I WAS A STARVING ARTIST, I HAD PLENTY OF TIME FOR YOU,

BUT, NO, YOU WANTED ME TO BE A SUCCESS.

WELL, NOW I'M THE BIGGEST MUSEUM-GIFT-SHOP MOGUL

IN THE WORLD, AND YOU'RE STILL NOT HAPPY.

I AM WHAT YOU MADE ME. WELL, I'M OFF TO PARIS!

TELL THE CHAUFFEUR I WON'T BE NEEDING HIM.

- WHAT SHOULD I TELL OUR CHILD?

- MOISTURIZE, MOISTURIZE, MOISTURIZE.

- MR. ARCOLA HAS LEFT THE COUNTRY.

PLEASE BRING THE CAR AROUND, CHARLES.

- I BROUGHT THE BACKSEAT. THAT'S ALL WE'LL NEED.

- KISS ME! - YES, MOM.

GOD, I LOVE THIS JOB.

- OH, CHARLEY, WHEN I'M IN YOUR ARMS,

I KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF SELF-LOATHING.

GOOD GOD, YOU MAKE MY STOMACH TURN.

- AND I REMEMBER A TIME YOU DIDN'T LIKE ME.

- MOMMY!

- [gasps] IT'S LITTLE LIBBY.

- OH, THAT'S NICE. YOU NAMED HER AFTER YOUR MOTHER.

- NO, I DIDN'T. LIBBY'S HER MIDDLE NAME.

HER FULL NAME IS "WOMEN'S LIBBY."

- MOMMY? - [gasps]

- MOMMY?

MOMMY, IT AMAZES...

NAY, ASTOUNDS... NAY, CONFOUNDS ME

THAT UNCLE CHARLEY'S ALWAYS HERE WHEN DADDY'S OUT OF TOWN.

- WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, LIBBY DEAREST?

- MOMMY, I UNDERSTAND THAT YOUR UNFULFILLED EMOTIONAL NEEDS

HAVE LED YOU TO YOUR PROMISCUOUS BEHAVIOR.

BUT WHAT I REALLY WANT TO KNOW IS,

HOW COULD YOU DO IT WITH THE MORON?

- YOU'RE DOIN' IT WITH A MORON TOO?

- MOMMY, I SUPPOSE YOUR LOVELESS MARRIAGE WILL LEAVE ME

JUST AS DYSFUNCTIONAL AND CODEPENDENT

AS YOU ARE.

WELL, I'VE GOT TO GET TO SCHOOL.

OH, AND BY THE WAY, I'M PREGNANT.

- WHAT?

LIBBY! COME BACK! LIBBY, I'M SORRY!

LIBBY!

[dreamy music]

- [grunts] DID YOU HEAR A SCREAM?

IF IT'S SERIOUS, SHE'LL SCREAM AGAIN.

- DADDY! [breathing heavily]

THANK GOD YOU'RE UP.

I'VE GOT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT PATRICK.

- OH, UH... WELL, HOW DID IT GO?

- HE SAID HE'D DO THE RIGHT THING.

HE SAID HE'D GET A JOB, AND WE'D GET OUR OWN PLACE.

- OH, WELL, THAT'S--THAT'S GOOD.

- NO, IT ISN'T!

DADDY, I'VE DECIDED NOT TO GO THROUGH WITH IT.

- ARE WE TALKING ABOUT PATRICK, THE BABY, OR BOTH?

- DADDY, I'M KEEPING THE BABY.

- THANK GOD.

- BUT I'M GETTING RID OF PATRICK.

- THANK GOD! THAT'S...

WELL, YOU KNOW, I MEAN, IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT...

HONEY, YOU'VE BEEN WRESTLING WITH THIS FOR DAYS.

WHAT HAPPENED? - I HAD THIS TERRIBLE DREAM.

PATRICK WAS A BIG SUCCESS.

HE BECAME EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED HIM TO BE.

BUT I WAS UNHAPPY.

PATRICK WAS UNHAPPY. OUR CHILD WAS UNHAPPY.

- A CHILD? WAS IT A BOY OR A GIRL?

- A GIRL.

- UH... ANOTHER GIRL.

- DADDY, IT'S JUST SO FRUSTRATING.

I MEAN, PATRICK IS THIS WONDERFUL, TALENTED, CARING MAN,

BUT WE'RE JUST NOT MEANT FOR EACH OTHER.

- AND A BABY ISN'T GONNA CHANGE THAT.

- I HAVE TO DO THIS ON MY OWN.

- AH, SWEETHEART...

THIS ISN'T GONNA BE EASY,

BUT I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN ANYBODY,

AND YOU'RE GONNA MAKE A TERRIFIC MOTHER.

- OH, DADDY.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D DO WITHOUT YOU.

- AH.

- I COULD LIVE HERE FOREVER.

- [chuckles wryly]

- I'LL BE BACK IN TWO SHAKES, DR. WESTON.

- NO KIDDING.

HE DID?

RIGHT THERE ON THE LAWN?

AND HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE SUCH A FAMILY MAN.

UH, NO, I PROMISE, I WON'T TELL A SOUL.

BOY...

I JUST HEARD THE JUICIEST TIDBIT.

I WISH I COULD TELL YOU, LAVERNE, BUT I CAN'T.

IT'S A SECRET.

- I GOT A BIGGER SECRET.

- WHAT?

- THAT PHONE'S BEEN OUT OF ORDER ALL MORNIN'.

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