Fools Rush In Page #7

There are signs everywhere!

- I don't believe in signs anymore.

- Yes, you do.

Yes, you do!

And you were wrong.

The baby didn't bring us together.

It was something bigger.

I just didn't believe it

until now.

Don't do this.

I love you.

I love you so much it hurts.

What the hell is going on

with your stomach?

- Just go home!

- You're still pregnant.

- You're still pregnant!

- I know!

How could you lie to me about that?

How could you do that to me?

I was afraid.

I tried to reach you, but I couldn't.

- You lied to me, so I lied to you.

- I know.

I was wrong and I'm sorry,

but I'm here now.

Don't you know what this means?

We're gonna have a baby!

No, I'm gonna have a baby.

You're gonna call 911.

- Why?

- Because my water just broke.

But we're on a dam!

Excuse me.

The ambulance is on its way.

Should be here in 10 minutes.

Sir, is this your wife?

- Yes.

- No.

Could we move you over

to the main building?

She's not going anywhere. These

contractions are on top of each other.

Hear that? The contractions

are on top of each other.

- I'm not deaf, I'm in labor.

- Oh, my God!

- We're having a baby!

- I hate you.

- I hate you! I hate you!

- They always say that.

You can do this. You're

the bravest person I've ever known.

- What'd she say?

- She said she loves me.

- Can't live without me.

- Okay, folks.

It looks like we're gonna have this baby

right here, right now.

Let's give her some air.

The baby's coming, but don't worry.

I'm right here.

Go away. You're bad luck.

No, I'm never leaving you again.

Get away from me!

Oh, baby, don't go, please.

I'm so sorry for everything.

I need you so much.

I love you. Wow.

You're breaking my hand.

The baby has crowned.

Start pushing.

There's a blanket in my car

for the baby.

Just push. Push.

Say something.

- I rode a mule.

- No wonder you stink.

- Your great grandmother kissed me.

- You went to Aguascalientes?

Yeah. Yeah.

- Here's the blanket.

- The head is out.

Okay, breathe. This is it.

This is it!

Push! Breathe! Breathe!

Okay, Isabel, one more big push

should do it.

It's a girl.

It's a beautiful girl.

She's so beautiful.

That was a little superstitious,

don't you think?

I don't want to tempt fate.

Do you think she'll like living

in New York?

Not as much as she'll like

camping in the desert.

With a few Gray's Papaya Hot Dogs.

- Oh, no!

- What?

We're divorced.

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