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: Are you sure? Rebecca Taylor
: I'm ten days late. Samuel Faulkner
: And there's no way you could have had it and just not noticed?
: Sam! My water broke! Samuel Faulkner
: Well, we'll get you another one!
: I've got it! Nurse, call the Anesthesiologist, this woman needs an enema! Samuel, Rebecca, Nurse
: An enema? Dr. Kosevich
: No, uh, she needs a pedicure! Nurse
: This ain't no goddam beauty parlor! Dr. Kosevich
: Epitath! Samuel Faulkner
: She's not dead, you moron! Dr. Kosevich
: Epidermus... Uh... Rebecca Taylor
: Epidural, asshole!
: I'm not gonna buy your damn video! Arnie
: But the kids will love it... Marty
: My kids will hate it because they think your show sucks! Arnie
: [after a long pause
] Oh. Samuel Faulkner
: Thanks anyway. Arnie
: Oh sure, no hard feelings okay? Marty
[He and Samuel walk away
: Ah ya cheap shit.
: Can't you give her something for the pain? Dr. Kosevich
: You don't want natural child birth? Samuel Faulkner
: No! Dr. Kosevich
: Okay, uh... You want Anastasia? Drugs, yes? Okay, valium. Samuel Faulkner
: Valium is no good for her. Dr. Kosevich
: No, for me. Samuel Faulkner
: Are you alright, Man? Samuel Faulkner
: Yes, I'm fine. I was just listening to what you were saying. Um, could you repeat it so I could get it down? Truman
: You're an asshole, and my dad's a bastard!
: Think, you Commie bastard! Dr. Kosevich
: Shut up, you limey prick!
: [Lost a tennis game
] Fuck! Shit! Shit! Sean
: Sam...? Samuel Faulkner
: FUCK! Sean
: Okay, no more today. What happened to that British etiquette?
: My dad's an asshole. Samuel Faulkner
: Okay. Good. Um, is that something you can maybe elaborate on for me a little? Truman
: Okay. My dad's a giant asshole.
: [after 2 months of abstinence, she finally feels good enough to make love again. But, after a mad dash to their room and settled in bed...
] I don't think we should make love until we talk to the doctor. Samuel Faulkner
: [tremendously disappointed
] Please? Rebecca Taylor
: We don't know what could happen, hon.
] Rebecca Taylor
: But you know what? I bet if we wait a while, we can feel the baby move again. Samuel Faulkner
: [trying hard to be brave
] Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. That would be just as much fun.
: I'm so sorry, I was a disgrace, I know now what a bastard I was, I was completely selfish and you had absolutely every right to walk out on me, but I want you to reconsider,
[shows her a ring
] Samuel Faulkner
: will you marry me? Rebecca, be my wife.