Carla: Everyone? I'm pregnant.
Diane: What?
Cliff: No!
Diane: You're pregnant? Oh, Carla. Well, why didn't you say anything?
Carla: Well, you know, I've got a lot on my mind. I can't remember everything.
Diane: Sure. Busy girl.
Norm: Well, congratulations. Unless you don't want another kid.
Coach: Of course she wanted the kid, Norm.
Carla: Sure I do. What penniless, unmarried mother of four wouldn't?
Coach: See what I mean?