Vicki Dubcek: Harry, listen to me. We're gonna get through this. You know that Dr. Howard? He's got this little tiny camera that he can send straight up your-
Harry: [spits out] Okay, that's it! No more specialists, no more equipment, and no more radioactive Kool-aid.
Vicki Dubcek: Harry, what are you doing?
Harry: Now you listen to me, baby. This isn't about doctors or medicine. It's about you and me, baby. Two people in love.
Vicki Dubcek: You're hurting me.
Harry: Yeah! Now, if we're gonna make a baby, we're gonna do it the natural way.
Vicki Dubcek: Oh, Harry.
Harry: Vicki, I suggest you join me up here on this butcher paper right now.