Erica: Wait, Adam said that I was getting a lifetime supply of Maybelline lip products. Am I not getting my cherry cola gloss? I will put my hands on you!

Erica: Okay, what the dope means is, we had to go through this when we graduated, so now you have to go through it, too.
Adam: But I'm her last schmoo! She's gonna freak out way more than with you two.
Barry: Oh, I never thought of it like that. That changes everything. It makes it way funnier. Best day ever!
Erica: Adam, I feel bad for you. But I also don't feel bad for you.

Geoff: Erica, you got to do this.
Joanne: I'm sorry, is Erica the one whose parents bought her a fake Grammy on their trip to California?
Erica: Babe, I left my rock 'n' roll dreams behind. I traded in my guitar for a guy with long eyelashes and remarkably soft hands.
Geoff: It's nice that you find beauty in my less masculine features, but, come on, it's just one night, and who's got a better voice than you?

Barry: Mama, you okay?
Beverly: [sighs] You know what? I am. I am. I know there's no more babies at home, but it's okay. I'm excited for what's next.
Erica: Yeah, Mom, about that...
Beverly: [chuckles] Oh, my God. You're not.
Geoff: What isn't she?
Erica: Actually, I am.
Beverly: [screams]
Geoff: Why is she screaming?
Erica: Geoff, we're having a baby.
Geoff: [screams] Really?! I'm gonna be a dad?
Erica: You're gonna be the best dad.
Pop-Pop: Mazel tov, kiddos.

Virginia Kremp: Oh, there's the glowing mother-to-be!
Erica: Come on. I look like crap.
Virginia Kremp: [gasps] You're creating life. You look like God's perfect angel.
Erica: I'm in sweats stained with three different kinds of ranch.
Geoff: Three?
Erica: I'm pregnant! Leave me alone!
Geoff: Yeah. No. It's good.
Virginia Kremp: That's a fun peek behind your marriage curtain.

Virginia Kremp: Look what I brought for the baby.
Erica: Does it come in large?
Virginia Kremp: Well, the giraffe is a quiet animal. I thought that would be a good thing for this household.
Pop-Pop: We got no room for your oversized crap, lady!
Erica: Mrs. Kremp, you know my grandpa.
Virginia Kremp: Yes, Murray's eulogy was very short.
Pop-Pop: You know what's not short? That long-necked horse. Why don't you saddle it up and ride it on out of here?

Erica: Pop-Pop's right. This house has too many people and things, and we're supposed to just add another human being to this chaos?
Geoff: Oh, Erica, don't spin out.
Erica: It's all too much. Yesterday, I almost tripped over Barry's nunchucks.
Geoff: He leaves several pairs lying around "in case of ninja attack."
Erica: I can't live like this! We need to get rid of everything!
Pop-Pop: Starting with the neighbor lady in the door.
Virginia Kremp: So, Ben, you're... You're living here now? Is that something that's happening?
Geoff: Erica, you're ready to nest. "Nesting during pregnancy is the overwhelming desire to organize your home for the new baby." We've got to prepare our nest.
Erica: If by we, you mean me and my mom, then yes.
Geoff: I'm kind of a part of it.

Geoff: We just wanted to say we're sorry.
Erica: Yeah, we never should've rushed you to give away Dad's things.
Beverly: I just miss him.
Erica: We all do. Losing Dad is gonna hurt for a long time. But even if his things aren't here anymore, he's always gonna be in our hearts, chair or no chair. [they hug]
Beverly: And we have so much to look forward to this year.
Erica: We really do. [they walk into the nursery]
Beverly: Ben. Where did you...
Pop-Pop: Found it on the curb. I couldn't stand the thought of anyone else having the stupid thing. Yeah, I threw on some gliders. Thought maybe you could use it to rock the baby.
Beverly: Well, that is the single best baby gift ever.
Erica: Now I know what was missing. [hugs Pop-Pop]
Beverly: You're right. This room is finally perfect.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] Turns out the people we say goodbye to never really leave us... but that doesn't mean we don't miss them.

Dr. Bowman: You ready to hear what you're having?
Geoff: Yes, we are.
Erica: We're gonna pass.
Dr. Bowman: Okay.
Geoff: Um, hon?
Erica: Look, I-I know we wanted to find out the sex. But I don't want to find out the sex. So let's not find out the sex.
Geoff: But we've been discussing this for months.
Erica: Which is exactly why we're gonna hear it! Another time.
Geoff: Erica.
Erica: Okay, Bowman, go. Now stop!
Geoff: Oh, geez.
Erica: Boy or girl? Spill it! And you die!

Erica: You okay, hon? I know you really wanted to find out today.
Geoff: Oh, I'm fine. As long as you're happy. Also I found out the sex of the baby.
Erica: What?
Geoff: I-It's my dad's fault. He saw the sonogram, and he is a doctor, and he held this lens-thingy with his own eye socket.
Erica: Wow. You know what you are?
Geoff: A bad boy?
Erica: That's right. And what happens to bad boys?
Geoff: They get punished 'cause they did bad.
Erica: See, you know the sex of our baby, but guess what? I forbid you to tell me.
Geoff: I can't keep this to myself!
Erica: Until our baby is born, you will carry this burden with you day after day, knowing it was forged in the fires of your betrayal.
Geoff: Please don't do this to me! Wait, where are you going?
Erica: Out. So you can be alone with your thoughts.
Geoff: Alone with my thoughts? But that's when a bad boy feels baddest!
Erica: Remember, you did this. And I would never do that to you.