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JOHN: No, it was on the roof.
JUDITH: I remember the roof!
OWEN: Hey, what’s up?
JUDITH: We were just talking about the night you were conceived.
OWEN: Nice seeing you.
JOHN: Come on. Relax. It’s a great story.
JUDITH: We were in Moroco, sunbathing on the roof.
OWEN Oh God.
JUDITH: And we’d discovered this native drink. So yummy.I can’t remember what they
called it.
JOHN: Gin.
JUDITH: That’s it! We’d had several. We paid old man on the beach to babysit the boys.
OWEN: An old man on the beach?
JOHN: 12 cents an hour, or something. Not
much. He was very nice. Blind, but strong hands.
JUDITH: Anyway, once we were alone, I asked your father to give me a little back massage.
OWEN: You know, I really don’t need-
JUDITH: But his hands didn’t stay on
my back.
JOHN: No they didn’t.
OWEN: I actually prefer the stork version, if it’s all the same to you.
JUDITH: And then back to the room to...
OWEN: What are you doing with your face?
That’s freaking me out.
JOHN: You know, we...
OWEN: You had facial spasms?
JUDITH: Well, there were spasms.
OWEN: Oh God.
JOHN: What an afternoon.
OWEN: Okay, okay. Enough. My inner eye is burning. I don’t want to hear this.
JOHN: Well, there is a reason were reminiscing. We’re going to have another.
OWEN: Another what?
JUDTTH: Another baby.
OWEN: Another baby what?
JOHN: Owen, your mother is pregnant. OWEN: Holy -----!