The Delivery, Pt. 1
Meme It!Kevin:Our ultra feast menu's theme: Hollywood. We have Ratatouille, from Ratatouille, and tandoori chicken, from Born Into Brothels. I tried to bake a cake like that District 9 prawn thing, but I... Are you okay?
Pam:Mm-hmm. Yes, I'm fine. Um, yeah, the doctor said it's still considered a minor contraction as long as I can talk through it.
Michael:Okay, okay, Jim. I think this feast is over and it's time to go to the hospital.
Jim:Alright. Time to go. Okay.
Michael:That's right, let's do this.
Jim:Let's give it a shot.
Pam:Nope. No, no, that's better. That wasn't even the worst of them. I'm fine.
Jim:Hey, come on. Let's go to the hospital.
Pam:They're not that bad still, babe.
Jim:Pam, Pam, it's time. Let's go to the hospital.
Pam:No, it's passing, it's fine. It's okay.
Jim:Come on, Michael says we should go now.
Michael:Let's go, Pam. Yeah, I think we should head out.
Pam:No, it's passing, it's fine.
Jim:Pam.
Pam:Ah, no, it passed. It's good.
Jim:You know what? Let's go. We got to go to the hospital.
Pam:Okay, I'm not going. I'm not... It's fine. [Jim, Michael and Kevin try to help her up] Okay, come on, come on. No! I am not going! I am not going, okay!? I'm not going today because I can't do it, I don't think I can do it.
Jim:Hey, are you kidding me?
Michael:Are you kidding?
Jim:If anyone can do this, you can do this.
Michael:You can do this. You can do this.
Jim:Pam, I'm scared. I'm real scared.
Michael:I'm scared, too.
Kevin:I'm petrified.
Jim:The best news is, we're going to have a baby today.
Michael:Yeah.
Jim:A really awesome baby.
Michael:We're going to have a baby.
Jim:So let's have it at the hospital.
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