Donna: Oh, no.
Eric: No, no, no, no, no, no. Never say, "Oh, no," when you're talking about birth control pills. Anything's better than, "Oh, no."
Donna: I forgot to take one.
Eric: Except that. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, my God. One minute, my life's all light and breezy, and the next, I'm shackled to you and some kid.
Donna: Oh, my God. Oh, my God, my heart is pounding so hard, like in the cartoons when Daisy Duck sees Donald Duck, and her heart goes boom, boom! But that was a happy thing, and this is 'cause you couldn't keep your dirty hands off me!
Eric: Okay, okay, come on, let's... Let's think. Hey, there's only a couple of times a month something like this can happen, right? Maybe there's some kind of time-related loophole. Hey, did we spring forward or fall back?
Donna: When we did it? I don't know. I don't know what you'd call it, but it's the same every time.
Eric: Well, I can't be that bad, Donna. I got you pregnant!