Marshall: Baby, I can't take it anymore. I've gotta tell somebody that we're pregnant.
Lily: Eriksen, stay strong. We're keeping this secret.
Marshall: There's babies everywhere. It's like a minefield of cuteness. Look at this little bastard.
Lily: Marshall, stop it. Stay strong. You can't let holding some, some little baby... [takes the baby] Oh, with the cute little cheeks and the... the little arms and little legs. This son of a bitch has knee dimples. Let's go tell everyone I'm pregnant.