The Best Man Holiday Page #10

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Robyn, just breathe.

- Not anymore, Harp.

- Oh, no.

What the hell?

Oh, Harper!

You're doing great.

Just hang in there, baby.

Harp?

Yeah?

Hop out.

We got to talk.

Okay, what's up?

This baby ain't gonna wait, okay?

The contractions are too close.

I'm gonna call my doctor.

He delivered all my

kids and I trust him.

Okay, great.

Hold on, Harp.

I got to check her cervix.

Come again?

He's gonna need to

talk me through this

in case things

get a little hairy.

I mean, critical.

I know,

but you're not a doctor.

I know. Look, Harp,

I was there for all my kids. The

nurses taught me how to measure.

And I know my way

around a vagina.

It was a joke. Just trying

to lighten the mood.

Okay, but the baby's breech.

I got you, Harp, okay?

Everything's gonna be all right.

All right, I should tell Robyn.

I heard! Just do it!

Let's go!

Robyn, I'm just gonna measure,

that's all. Just gonna measure.

How dilated is she?

About eight and a half, nine.

Robyn, you're doing great.

It hurts.

I know.

Hang in there.

Lance, you're gonna

have to deliver this baby.

Oh, boy.

It's a breech baby, Doc.

Okay. Get here as fast as humanly

possible, but if you can't...

Wait, you're breaking up, Doc.

Doctor Nelson! Doctor Nelson!

No, no! Oh, God.

We must be in a bad area.

What the f***?

Yeah, you think?

Move out of the way, Grandma!

Hang in there, baby.

Lance, I was supposed

to have a C-section.

I didn't want to be cut,

but I want you to cut me.

What?

No, no, no, baby.

I'm talking to Lance.

Okay.

No one's gonna cut you, sweetie.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Right, Harp?

Right, Harp?

Right, yeah.

Everything's gonna be fine, baby.

All right? You're doing great.

Robyn, on this

next contraction,

I want you to push, okay?

Are you with me?

You're gonna push, okay?

Okay.

Here it comes.

Push.

Okay, go.

Push, baby, push!

Oh, sh*t!

How's she doing?

I got the feet.

He's got the feet.

Feet!

He's got the feet.

Oh, God! It's feet!

Just like Faith.

You're doing real good.

- I got to find the cord.

- Oh, my God.

Here comes another one.

No, no, no, don't push, okay?

Just breathe.

Look at me, Robyn.

Breathe.

Baby, I love you.

I am so in love with you, okay?

F*** you!

You're doing really great.

Lance, please.

Please.

Hang on, Robyn.

It's a girl.

Okay.

How you doing?

Hi, Mom. Are you okay?

God, she's beautiful.

She's beautiful.

Thank you.

She's beautiful.

I love you.

I love you.

Hi.

What's up?

What's happening, y'all?

Congratulations.

Thank you.

You guys...

Oh, my gosh!

Auntie Shelby's here!

Q, Q, Q!

Can we be in it, too?

Thank you, bro.

Thank you, I appreciate it.

"Let me go to Momma. "

What's wrong?

Precious.

Hey, cutie.

You're adorable.

Perfect.

Cute little nose.

So precious.

Harper, you have a package.

That's your first edition, huh?

Yeah, man.

Thank you, Lance.

Thank you.

It's Q.

Put that fool on speaker, man.

What's happening, Q?

We got you on speaker.

- What up, Q?

- Fellas.

Quentin's getting married.

Yeah! And Harp, I want

you to be my best man.

But one thing.

You better not have f***ed her.

Yeah, it's time.

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