Lily: We're idiots.
Marshall: Baby, names and gender, it's just, like... it's some way of giving ourselves the illusion that we have any control whatsoever. I... I just want a healthy, happy, 12-pound...
Lily: Whoa.
Marshall: Ten-pound? [Lily signals lower] Eight-pound?
Lily: I guess, but, dude, you're writing checks my vagina can't cash.