[circle: Kitty and the girls are eating Sundaes in the kitchen:]
Kitty: And here I am ecstatic, and Red comes home babbling about his precious Corvette. Well, I'll tell you something. I may be the one who's pregnant, but I did not get that way by myself. He's the one who wouldn't go to sleep.
Jackie: You know, Mrs. Forman, there are other ways of dealing with that. I mean, have you tried telling him you just like him as a friend?
Donna: You're carrying Red's baby. He should be kissing your ass. God! Why are men such jerks? Huh? Tell me.
Eric: Well, I just came in here for the ice cream, so I'm just gonna make mine to go.
Kitty: Men plant their seed and think their work is done. But women have a being growing inside of us the size of a wine jug. It's got to come out somehow. Oh, oh, oh. It's like that nature show, you know where the snake eats an antelope in one bite, and you're thinking, "Impossible." And then it-it-it unhinges its jaw, and in it goes. Well, giving birth is just like that, only the other direction. And I need your father there, holding my hand and telling me it's okay because I can't swallow an antelope alone.
Eric: No, you can't. And no woman should have to. That bastard.