Ambrose Egan: Right. One last check. Nightie?
Niamh Egan: Got my nightie.
Ambrose Egan: Toothbrush? Slippers? Soap?
Niamh Egan: They give you soap in the hospital. Mind that bus!
[Ambrose pulls onto the shoulder to miss the bus]
Ambrose Egan: Remember what the nurse said: keep up the breathing rhythm; rise to the contractions. Coat! You've forgotten your coat.
Niamh Egan: It's in the boot. I haven't forgotten anything.
[the car sputters to a stop]
Niamh Egan: What's happening?
Ambrose Egan: I must have forgotten to fill her up.