Quints Page #5

Totally Bogus,

But Not Bad.

[Babies Crying]

Welcome Home.

Ha! And This Is The New Life

I've Been Waiting For?

Say It With Me This Time.

Ha!

Nancy:
Ok.

Ok, Next, Please.

Names. Use Names.

Next Please, Jamie.

No, Baby Names.

Oh, Baby Names:

Adam, Becky, Charlie,

Debbie, Eddie.

No, Dad, One At A Time.

Please, Just

Give Me A Baby.

Ok, Now Listen,

According To This,

They're Either Hungry Or Wet

Or Tired Or In Pain.

We Simply Just Have

To Check Off Which One.

Not Enough Time.

Shhhhh.

Make Them Stop!

They Need Changing.

I Don't Care.

Just Make Them Stop,

Please.

We Need More Diapers.

No, Honey,

That's Not Possible.

According To The Baby Plan,

We Have 3 Dozen Left.

That Was A Few

Hours Ago, Honey.

No, But We Have

3 Dozen Left.

Dad! Past Tense.

We Had 3 Dozen.

But I--

Just Go

To The Store!

Go To The Store.

I'll Go. I'll Go.

You Don't Drive.

I Don't Care.

I'll Run, Then.

No, No, No,

That Doesn't

Make Any Sense.

No, No, No, Honey,

I'll Go To The Store.

Why? Because I Drive.

You Don't Drive.

You Stay Here.

I'm Gonna Get Diapers.

Dad, Dad, Earplugs,

Please.

Yes, Yes, Of Course.

And Honey,

While You're Out?

Get Us Help.

Right, Help.

[Whispering]

Enjoy THE SILENCE.

It MIGHT NEVER

COME AGAIN.

2 A.M.?

2 A.M.?

[Baby Whimpers]

No, NO, NO.

[Baby Quiets]

Good NIGHT.

Yup, I've Got

To Admit It.

You Couldn't Help

But Love Them,

But Remember,

This Is My Story,

Not Theirs,

And Here On The First Day

Of My New Life,

The Only Thing I Really

Felt Was Exhaustion,

So I Went To Bed

And Slept For Hours.

[Baby Crying]

Ok, Less Than An Hour.

Man, Those Little Lungs

Sure Worked Well,

And I've Got To Tell You,

At First, School Didn't Seem

Any Different, Either.

I Wasn't Loving

My New Life At All.

So, Do You

Feel Different?

I Feel Like

Drinking Coffee.

Ok, Fine, But After

The Baby Nurse Starts Today,

Why Is Your Life

Gonna Be So Much Better?

I Don't Know.

Well, Maybe Without

My Parents Watching

My Every Move,

I Can Get Into Magnet--

You Know,

Work My Own Way In.

That's It?!

Don't Get Me Wrong,

I Want You To Join Me

At G.W.,

But That's What You

Really Want To Do

With Your New Freedom?

Yeah. Isn't It?

Yo, Mr. B!

What Should Jamie Do

Now That She Has

5 Brothers And Sisters?

Uh, Learn To Make

Pancakes?

No, No, I Mean

In Her Life,

You Know, Here, School.

Oh, Well That's Easy.

Join Art Club.

Why?

Well, Sometimes

I Work Hypothetically,

And I Think,

Hypothetically,

That You Might Like

Art Club.

Sometimes I Work

Alphabetically,

And Art Starts

With An "A."

But I'm Not Good

In Your Class,

So Why Join Art Club?

My Heart

Just Isn't Into Art,

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