Adult Adam: [v.o.] Geoff and Erica still didn't know if they were having a boy or a girl, and it was time to find out the truth.
Dr. Bowman: So, this is the sonogram your father, the ophthalmologist, was looking at when he determined you were having a boy?
Geoff: And the appendage in question was, um, reminiscent in the style of most Schwartz men.
Dr. Bowman: Yeah, that's a pinky.
Geoff: Yeah, it is pink, isn't it? But don't worry, it'll cool down to a pale chiffon.
Dr. Bowman: I meant, that's not a penis.
Geoff: Well, it's not much, but it'll still do what it needs to.
Erica: He's saying it's a pinky finger, dumb-dumb.
Geoff: Ohh.

Barry: Enough! We are not here to discuss Ginzy's shaky family relationships. I want to hear some ideas. JTP, hit me!
Andy: You could write a letter to his fan club? That's how I got Captain Kangaroo's J. Hancock.

Adult Adam: It was September 28th, 1980-something, and Erica and Geoff were crossing an important milestone.
They were about to learn the sex of their baby.
Geoff: This is so exciting. And it's not that I'm rooting for it to be a girl, but I could really use a break from all the mohel interviews.
Erica: I think I'm nervous.
Geoff: I know your mom just wants to find the right guy, but a dozen in-depth discussions about ritual circumcision seems like too many.
Erica: Of course, your pacing isn't helping.
Geoff: She also says "penis" and "foreskin" way more than is necessary. Like, we all get the procedure.