[seventeen years later, Robin and Lily chat over wine:]
Robin: All gone.
Lily: We need to do this more...
Robin: There's more to the story.
Lily: Damn it, Robin. What could you possibly have left out?
Robin: It's just there's, one little detail that I may have slightly altered.
[flashback to Robin on the street with Lily and Marvin:]
Lily: If he starts crying, just pick him up.
Robin: Yeah, there, there. Come on, buddy, shh.
Mike Tyson: Looks like somebody's unhappy.
Robin: No kidding, I'm miserable. Listen to this thing.
Mike Tyson: Maybe he needs to be held.
Robin: I think you're right. Can you do it?
Mike Tyson: Sure. Come here, handsome. Come here, come here, you handsome devil, you. You're such a beautiful... Aw, you're such a cool dude. Oh, look at you, oh. All right, there, there, little one, there, there. Let me put you back in your strolly-poo so you can drift off to dreamy-dreamy land. Okay? All right.
Robin: Thank you so much.
Mike Tyson: Hey, don't worry about it.
Robin: It's my first time alone with him, and I just have this weird feeling I'm gonna drop him or injure him in some way. I know it's completely insane...
Mike Tyson: Oh, heavens, oh, watch it, no!
Robin: No! This is not going well at all.
Mike Tyson: Oh, hon, you're shaking. Let's get out of the cold. Is there anything open near here?
[cut to Marvin on Mike Tyson's lap in a strip club:]
Robin: Hey, I need to go to the ladies' room... can you watch him for me?
Mike Tyson: Of course. I could just eat you up. Look at you, yum, yum, yum, yum.
[back:]
Lily: You waited 17 years to tell me that you met the greatest boxer of all time? My son was rocked to sleep by Senator Mike Tyson?
Robin: I wanted to tell you, believe me.
Lily: How could you...?