Hal: Lois, you're not being fair. Every year you tell me what you want for Valentine's Day every year. Now, this year you want me to buy you a present without so much as a clue?
Lois: [leaning over the toilet] Can we discuss this later?
Hal: When? After I've brought home a gift you hate that makes me look like a jackass and you never forgive me? Here, mint or original?
Lois: I don't remember the morning sickness lasting this long.
Hal: Well, you are a lot older. Honey, you know, like we all are. I mean, that's what happens... everyone gets older and older until they die... And can we get back to your gift?
Lois: Hal, you're going to have at least four hours at the mall while I'm shopping with the boys. You'll find something.
Hal: This isn't fair.
Lois: You want to trade? You want to take three teenage boys to the basement sale at Hanning's and force them to try on a year's worth of school clothes?
Hal: No, I'm good.