Dr. Mahoney: Now, if we slide the wand over here, we'll see if it's a boy or a girl.
Jordan: Wait. Change of plans, Per. Beat it!
Dr. Cox: No no, no. You committed to find enough the sex of the child, this time.
Jordan: Oh, yeah, I am gonna find out the sex of the child, but you're not, unless you work out a routine with Jack for the parent-child dance recital.
Dr. Cox: Jordan, the boy already lip syncs into your tampons. Must we put the final nail into his tiny gay coffin?
Jordan: Moma wants you at her feet.
Dr. Cox: Tell her she can't do this.
Dr. Mahoney: I would, but when she looks at me my insides get all cold.
Dr. Cox: You're a coward! You're a coward!