- Carla: [about Sam wanting to have a child] Do you have a mother picked out?
- Sam: No, not really.
- Carla: Oh, does that mean, uh, you're not going to ask me?
- Sam: Oh, I'm sorry, you know, I didn't think about you. Yeah, would you?
- Carla: [incredulously] What, are you nuts? Do you think I'm going to go through labor an eighth time because you're a little lonely? Selfish bastard.