[phone rings; Dennis answers]
Dennis Finch: Jack Gallo's office.... Hey, boss. How did it go?... All right!
Dennis Finch: [to Maya] They had the baby.
Maya Gallo: Yeah, well, congratulations.
Dennis Finch: [to Jack] Maya says, "Congratulations," but it's in a tone that connotes disinterest.... Whew!
Dennis Finch: [to Maya] Eight pounds, twelve ounces.
Maya Gallo: Ouch.
Dennis Finch: [to Jack] She's making sport of your courageous wife's pain....
Dennis Finch: [to Maya] Blue eyes, dark hair, great lungs.
Maya Gallo: Just like Elvis.
Dennis Finch: [to Jack] She's comparing the baby to a bloated drug addict.
[Maya walks away]
Dennis Finch: [to Maya] Hey, it's a girl: You got a sister.
Maya Gallo: A sister? She's not my sister.... Oh, my god. She's my sister. I have a sister.
Dennis Finch: [to Jack] Now she's just babbling.